There is a Breeze When He Laughs

   Chapter 545 Don't Talk Nonsense

  Peng Yao and Zhou Ang glanced at each other, and both became a little nervous.

   "You, who are you talking to?"

   "Peng Xinran, can't you see her?"

  The backs of the two stiffened, and they looked around stiffly, except for the three of them, no one else was there.

   "Don't look for it, just stand here!"

  Wen Yiren pointed to her side.

  Peng Xinran is indeed standing here, but those two people can't see it.

  "You, you, Wen Yiren, don't talk nonsense, we, we will sue you."

   "Sue me?"

  Wen Yiping smiled, "Sell me what to do, I didn't kill anyone."

   "Oh, Peng Xinran said that I want to talk to you personally. You should give way first." Wen Yiren waved his hand, "Peng Xinran is going to be possessed."

  As soon as the voice fell, Wen Yiren suddenly lowered her head, her long hair blocked her entire face, and her hands were hanging weakly on both sides.

  Peng Yao and Zhou Ang clearly felt a gust of wind coming.

   "Wen, Wen pleasant, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey?"

  Peng Yaohuan Zhou Ang's arm last year, "It must be this Wen Yiren who is pretending to be a ghost. It must be like this. There are no ghosts in this world."

   "Yes, it really can't." Zhou Ang's eyes flashed a fierce look, winking Peng Yao.

  Yes, she can’t let anyone hinder her plan. If this gentle person doesn’t know good or bad, then she can only...

  Wen Yiren, with his head buried, smiled slyly, raised his eyes quickly and stared at the two with hatred.

   "Peng Yao, Zhou Ang, how are you doing? Have you missed me, have I taken the position of heir?"

   "Wen Yiren, I know you are pretending to be a ghost!" Peng Yao stared at Wen Yiren fiercely.

   "Peng Yao, your next goal is grandpa, dad is fascinated by your mother and daughter. Grandpa doesn’t have the power of Peng’s grandpa. You and your mother are planning to kill grandpa, right?"

  Peng Yao was taken aback, how did she know this?

"Haha, your wishful thinking is wrong. Even if I die, you won't get the Peng family's property. How can someone as smart as my father really want us to inherit the Peng family?" Wen Yiren suddenly laughed. "Peng Yao, you would never think of it in your dreams. In fact, apart from your mother, father has other women outside. That woman gave birth to a son. Father intends to cultivate that son, you are an adopted woman, and The Peng family has nothing to do with him. Why should Dad give you property?"

  Peng Yao's face turned white, "You talk nonsense, you..."

"Don't be nervous, you may not know. Dad has told grandpa a long time ago. In the future, he will only give you mother and daughter a house. You will not get any share of the company. You still don't believe I am Peng Xinran. NS?"

   While speaking, his eyes turned to Zhou Ang, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, "You bitch, you actually killed me with that woman, Zhou Ang, I want you to accompany me to hell!"

   Zhou Ang was very scared.

  Could it be that Wen Yiren was really possessed by Peng Xinran?

  Peng Yao was full of Wen Yiren's words just now, and she had no time to care about Zhou Ang.

  It wasn't until he heard Zhou Ang's cry for help that he came back to his senses. Looking at Wen Yiren, he swept across his eyes and took out the folding knife in his bag.

   Seeing that the knife was about to pierce Wen Yiren's abdomen, the chair next to him suddenly flew over and hit Peng Yao.

  The chair flew over out of thin air.

  The two were really frightened.

   "Peng, Peng Xinran, it's really you!"

  Wen Yiren glanced at Peng Xinran, who was holding the stool, and smiled at the two of them.

  (End of this chapter)