Do you think that with the dowry, you can force him to marry his daughter
He is not someone who agrees to marry off his little princess so easily!
Zheng Mohong coughed, his face obviously darkened, and he reached out and knocked on the box Tan Bengbeng put in front of him.
"Don't tell me, there are asset registration books, real estate certificates, bank passbooks and so on in it. Yanyan is my apple. Although Zheng's enterprise is not as large as Mo's group, my daughter still doesn't like these Things, if you think you can make me nod by bringing all your wealth over, then I can tell you right now, it's impossible!"
After Zheng Mohong finished speaking, he glanced at the two siblings standing in front of him.
Mo Yongheng was calm, while Tan Bengbeng was cold.
The breath of the two brothers and sisters is different from ordinary people, very quiet and unfathomable.
But he has only one feeling: he is really not dead...
The year Tan Liaili announced his death, as a neighbor, he once visited Tan's house and offered incense.
As for Tan Bengbeng, although he didn't have any contact later, he remembered that when the Mo family had an accident three years ago, some people said that she died in the fire together with the young lady of the Mo family.
Now that both of them were standing in front of him, Zheng Mohong really felt incredible for a moment.
"Are you really the two children of the Tan family?"
"Uncle Zheng, it's true."
The person who answered the call was Tan Bengbeng, who came today with a mission.
For the sake of her brother's happiness, she who usually doesn't like to take the initiative to talk to others took the initiative to take over the conversation today.
Not only answered Zheng Mohong's question, but also reminded him.
"My brother really likes Zheng Yan. The things in the box are not what Uncle Zheng thought. I hope you can take a good look at them before deciding whether to agree to their marriage."
"..."
Besides money, what else could Mo Yongheng offer as a bride price
The elders of the Tan family's direct lineage are gone.
Those who are alive are not so close relatives, and the two brothers and sisters are really pitiful.
Zheng Mohong is a nostalgic person.
When Mo Yongheng was still the young master of the Mo family, he didn't show any mercy, but now when he heard that he was really a child of the Tan family next door, his face softened a bit.
Pull the box on the desk in front of you.
"Then let's take a look. Let me declare first. I just want to take a look. I haven't agreed to this marriage yet!"
"Look, Uncle Zheng."
Tan Bengbeng opened the lid for him.
Seeing clearly what was inside, Zheng Mohong's eyes flashed with surprise.
It wasn't property under Mo Yongheng's name, nor was it anything valuable, just a pile of notebooks.
There are diaries, picture albums, and even a box of chocolates...
What are these things? !
Zheng Mohong's curiosity was aroused, and without thinking too much, he picked up a picture album and opened it.
Entering the sketch, he was taken aback for a moment!
The person in the painting is Zheng Yan.
What can be drawn is not Zheng Yan now, but Zheng Yan when she was a child.
Others may not recognize it, but Zheng Mohong remembers it clearly.
Judging from the appearance in this painting, Zheng Yan should have been in her teens at the time, and she was already charming and charming, looking bright.
Zheng Mohong came back to his senses and continued to turn backwards.
On each piece of drawing paper, the person drawn is Zheng Yan.
But it was Zheng Yan of a different age.
From her childhood, to her adolescence, to her college years, there are even portraits of her after entering Zheng's company...
It's like a commemorative book that completely records a person's life.
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PS: The fourth update is over today~ Good night, okay~