On the Xingqiong Railway, Fu Xuan chased her husband for thousands of miles!

But things have come to this point, and Fu Qian has no better solution.

"My body is made of half of a Jianmu fruit. It shouldn't be possible for me to be directly transformed into a pure immortal species, right? Maybe... I can live for two or three hundred years like a fox man?"

Fu Qian muttered to himself as he placed his finger on the lips of the unconscious Grandmother Ester.

"Well, if something goes wrong, I'll just put the blame on Jing Yuan. After all, I did learn this 'non-compliant' practice from him."

Suddenly.

A stream of bright red blood flew out from Fu Qian's fingertips and fell into the mouth of Estella's grandmother.

The breath of abundance immediately spread throughout the entire ward.

It brought some life to this cold and silent hospital.

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"It seems that everyone is still very energetic when I'm not around."

Back to the present, Esta's grandmother looked at the tribesmen in front of her with a smile and spoke.

But no one will feel relaxed by the smile on grandma's face.

"Grandmother, are you...are you okay?"

A member of the Fleming family shouted to the grandmother in surprise.

Others also echoed:

“We were really worried sick.”

"Yes, yes, Grandmother, what happened to you before?"

"Are you okay now?"

"..."

Esta also showed a sweet smile on her face and greeted her grandmother warmly.

Facing everyone's questioning, my grandmother just smiled, nodded, and said "hmm" as a response.

Then he opened his mouth and said to everyone:

"Aren't you in a meeting now? Keep going, why did you stop?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one was sure what grandma meant, and no one dared to say a word.

After seeing his grandmother, Balint could no longer act as domineering as before. He forced a smile and quickly gave up his seat.

"Grandmother, please sit down first. We can talk slowly about what's going on."

Grandma chuckled and didn't refuse. She sat on it naturally and logically.

"Balint, I just heard...you want to expel Ester from the family?"

Grandmother squinted her eyes at Balint who was standing nearby and asked.

"This……"

Balint seemed hesitant.

But now that things have come to this, there is actually no room for redemption.

So he gritted his teeth and said to his grandmother:

"That's right. Esta colluded with outsiders and intended to overthrow the family. She should indeed be expelled from the family."

"Colluding with outsiders with the intention of subverting the family?"

Grandmother repeated what Balint had said, took a deep breath, and shook her head.

"Balint, I remember I told you before that whether it's life or business, you have to pay attention to personal touch. Why don't you listen to me?"

Balint's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he responded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, you are right."

"You've always been like this, quick to admit your mistakes but never repent."

My grandmother lowered her eyebrows slightly, looking majestic without being angry.

Balint didn't dare to say another word.

pity.

What Balint did when Grandma Ester was unconscious was really too much and exceeded the limit of what Grandma Ester could tolerate.

All I heard was Esta's grandmother speaking to Balint.

"But it's true that what I said doesn't really matter to you, Balint."

As she spoke, the grandmother's voice gradually became colder:

"After all... not only do you not want to listen to me, you also keep trying to speak for me, don't you?"

Balint replied quickly:

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"Don't you dare?"

Estelle's grandmother sneered and said:

"Does that mean you admit that you do have such thoughts?"

Balint felt cold sweat all over his body, and the suit that originally fit him perfectly was now stuck to his body because of the sweat.

But grandma wasn't done yet.

She only asked Balint:

"Would you like to show everyone the will you wrote for me?"

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Grandma's words focused everyone's attention on Balint.

A will written on behalf of your grandmother?

What does it mean?

Under the gazes of the crowd, Balint stood there, cold sweat continuously pouring out of his forehead.

He smiled, but his voice trembled unconsciously.

"Grandmother, what are you talking about?"

But it was obvious that the grandmother was not satisfied with his answer.

"What? You dared to do it before, but now you don't dare to admit it?"

The grandmother looked at Balint and her voice became extremely cold.

"Do you think that if you gave me a sedative and made me fall asleep, I wouldn't know anything? When you and your men were discussing how to modify the will, I wasn't completely unconscious yet!"

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

This Balint...

He is really too courageous.

How dare you do such a thing.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem that strange.

After all, the image that Balint has always given people is that of a businessman with a sharp vision and decisiveness.

In other words, he is a reckless capitalist.

If there is a 20% profit, capital will be ready to move; if there is a 50% profit, capital will take risks; if there is a 100% profit, capital will dare to risk being hanged; if there is a 300% profit, capital will dare to trample on all human laws.

As for the matter of modifying a will or forging a will.

Although it is not yet known what Balint changed the contents of the will to.

But if you think about it a little, you will know.

If this succeeds, the profit will not just be 300%.

"I, I didn't..."

After hearing his grandmother's clear words, Balint's vision suddenly went dark. He couldn't help but take two steps back, and finally leaned against the wall, barely maintaining his body shape.

Even though I know deep down that the situation is hopeless.

But Balint still wasn't ready to give up.

He pointed at Fu Qian who was standing beside his grandmother and said in almost gibberish:

"You... you must have deceived grandma, you bastard! No, no, it's even possible that this grandma is fake too, and you hired someone to pretend to be her! The real grandma must still be lying in the ward! Don't believe them!"

Balint seemed a little hysterical at the moment, no longer having the demeanor of a successful man in the past.

"It's really... so ugly."

Fu Qian looked at Balint in front of him and couldn't help but shook his head.

If Balint dared to take responsibility for his actions, Fu Qian might even look up to this guy.

But now, his performance is really embarrassing.

It seemed that my grandmother couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

She patted the table and said to Balint:

"That's enough, Balint. You still think it's not embarrassing enough, right? You said I was pretending? Then should I tell you about your previous investment failure and the time you knelt on the ground and asked me to clean up your mess to prove my identity? Or should I tell you about the embarrassing time when you were bullied as a child?"

Seeing the displeasure between his grandmother's brows, Balint was suddenly speechless.

Balint had seen this expression countless times when he was a child.

Every time I saw my grandmother make this expression, it meant someone was about to have bad luck.

But this time, I'm afraid I'll be the unlucky one.

Balint finally fell silent.

He already knew that no matter what he did, it would be in vain, and continuing would only make him look even more clownish.

"Good good."

Balint raised his head, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Estelle.

"Well done, Estelle, you really found a good boyfriend."

He said this to Esta in a cold tone.

I couldn't tell whether it was a genuine compliment or sarcasm.

But these are no longer important.

With his grandmother in charge here, Balint couldn't cause any big trouble.

"Uncle Balint."

Estelle called out his name.

Anyway, Uncle Balint had given Esta a lot of presents when she was a little girl.

Even though they have fallen out now, there is still a little bit of affection between them.

but……

What he did was indeed a bit too much.

Balint did not respond to Estelle, but turned to look at his grandmother and asked:

"I really want to know, Grandmother, why you don't want me to take your place. Is it because I haven't done well enough?"

After all, he is the child I watched grow up, and I am glad to see him like this now.

Esta's grandmother couldn't help but sigh.

"The answer is that you are now in this situation."

Esta's grandmother said so.