Volume 3 Chapter 1797: Joke

"Yes." Long Hanxiang lowered her voice, "If you don't want it, don't want it."

"But, he is!"

The blood relationship is inseparable at all. Murong Feng and Long Hanxiang no longer admit that Murong Lian is Murong Feng's father.

"I want him to regret it!"

Murong Lian let out the news that Murong Feng and himself were not related by blood. He was waiting for the directors of Murong Group to kick Murong Feng down, and he was also waiting for the old man to speak and tell Murong Feng to get out.

But after waiting for two days, there was no movement from the Murong Group, and the old man did not issue any statement to sever ties.

Murong Lian couldn't sit still, and at Yao Xiluo's urging, he decided to go to the old man to ask.

Mr. Murong was not surprised that Murong Lian was looking for him. He lay in the garden basking in the sun and watched Murong Lian running past anxiously.

The little boy in his memory slowly grew up and became strange and scary to him.

He didn't know what went wrong, why did Murong Lian become like this? And his indulgence again and again not only did not make him look back, but made him sink deeper and deeper.

"Dad." Murong Lian came over and said, "Have you seen the news from the past two days?"

Mr. Murong raised his head and looked at him and asked, "What news?"

Seeing the old man's reaction, Murong Lian thought to herself that no wonder the old man didn't kick Murong Feng out. It turned out that he didn't know.

"That's it." When Murong Lian said that, he noticed that the old man's face became cold, and his heart "thumped". Why was he a little scared?

"Dad, Feng'er is not my child at all."

As he spoke, he took out a DNA test certificate from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man didn't answer and gave Murong Lian a cold look. Murong Lian unfolded the certificate.

"It's true, he's not my son."

"So then?" Mr. Murong asked coldly, "Do you want me to drive Feng'er out of Murong's house?"

The old man didn't want to talk to Murong Lian at all. Now he looked at Murong Lian and hated him.

Why did he adopt Murong Lian back in the first place?

"Yes." Murong Lian hesitated for a while, thinking of Yao Xiluo at home and Murong Yu.

"He is not my son. My only son is Murong Yu."

"Dad, Murong Group cannot fall into the hands of outsiders."

"Whether he is an outsider or not, I know better than you." Mr. Murong replied coldly. He only had one blood relative, and it was not Murong Lian.

"So what if Feng'er isn't? If I leave the Murong Group to him, it belongs to him."

"Dad." Murong Lian didn't believe that the old man protected Murong Feng to this extent. He really didn't understand that he was the biological son of the old man Murong, but the old man never protected him.

"I remember you said in your will that the Murong Group can only be left to the Murong family."

"Murong Feng is not him. What qualifications does he have to control the Murong Group!"

Mr. Murong stood up and walked inside. Murong Lian chased after him and asked, "Dad, you can't be so partial."

"You have to think about your son and grandson and leave us a way out."

When Mr. Murong walked into the hall, he turned around and glared at Murong Lian coldly, "I only thought about you too much, which is why Feng'er and Shanshan suffered so much injustice."

If he hadn't intervened last time, Murong Lian would be even worse off than now. How could he marry Yao Xiluo, and how could he still be looking for trouble here?

"You also said it was a will!" The old man smiled, "Then wait until I die."

"If I don't die, that thing will be of no use at all."

Murong Lian clenched his fists and looked at the old man.

"I told you that Murong Feng is not my son, but you are still protecting him. It's not like you and Long Hanxiang are having an affair."

After hearing Murong Lian's words, the old man turned pale. He picked up the crutch in his hand and pointed at Murong Lian, "Say it again."

Murong Lian was frightened by the old man's angry look. He took a step back. Thinking of Yao Xi's tears when he came over, he felt cruel and continued, "Is Long Hanxiang really that infatuated with me? She is here Haven't the Murong family found a man for many years?"

"I do not believe."

"Dad, you haven't had a woman for so many years."

Murong Lian didn't speak clearly, but how could the old man not understand what he meant.

Long Hanxiang didn't have a man because she was heartbroken by Murong Lian and was afraid of meeting someone like him again after getting married.

He didn't look for her again because he loved his wife who had run away from home and wanted to wait for her to come back.

The old man really couldn't believe that this man was the son he raised.

"Okay! That's very well said!"

The old man smiled, slowly put down his crutches, turned around and walked up the stairs step by step.

When Murong Lian saw that the old man was angry, he wanted to follow him, but he didn't know what to say.

However, he firmly believed that he was the old man's son, and no matter how angry the old man was, he would never do anything to him!

Murong Lian waited downstairs for a while, during which time he called Yao Xiluo and told him about the situation here.

Yao Xiluo heard him say that not only did the old man not believe the report, he also defended Murong Feng.

"Now I really doubt whether Murong Feng is my son."

Murong Lian said to Yao Xiluo again that he really suspected that the old man had an affair with Long Hanxiang.

"I also think that my sister's staying at Murong's house for so many years has something to do with the old man." Yao Xiluo was smart and immediately followed Murong Lian's thoughts.

"Brother Lian, if you say that, the old man won't admit it, and he will get angry at you."

"Dad, he is back in the study now."

"Then hurry up and take a look. The old man is angry with you and gave everything to Murong Feng."

After Yao Xiluo reminded him, Murong Lian immediately went upstairs.

He walked to the study door and really saw the old man writing something inside.

After the old man finished writing, he made a phone call, "Lawyer Chen, come over tomorrow. I have something I want you to do."

When Murong Lian heard that Mr. Murong was looking for a lawyer, he immediately opened the door and went in.

"go out."

When the old man saw Murong Lian barging in like this, he said in a deep voice.

He was now extremely disappointed with Murong Lian.

"Dad, what were you writing just now?" Murong Lian asked.

"Also, why did you call the lawyer? Do you want to give all the belongings of Murong's family to Murong Feng?"

The old man looked at him coldly and had no intention of replying to his words.

"Get out of here, I'll at least leave you a house."

Keep a house? Murong Lian couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He was the eldest son of the Murong family and the only son of Mr. Murong. The old man only left him a house.

A joke, just a joke.

"Dad, are you kidding?" "You didn't give me the Murong Group, and you only gave me a house!"