Chapter 786

"But Xiaowei, inheritance is your father's hard work! Before he died, he gave me the plaque here and asked me to hold it for him. I can't give it to people with ulterior motives. I can't break my promise, Xiaowei!" thinking of her dead husband, the landlady finally couldn't help crying.

"Mom, are you going to commit yourself to that bastard Zhu Yong because of this?" Xiao Wei was angry. She stared at the plaque angrily.

Then he lifted up a stool, "it's all the trouble caused by this broken thing. I'll smash it now and break the thoughts of those who covet it!"

"Wei, don't!" the landlady wanted to stop it, but it was too late to see the chair thrown out by Wei.

Yan Chenxi's eyes flashed slightly, quickly moved to the front of the plaque, and firmly grasped the stool leg before the stool hit it.

"You..." Xiao Wei was stunned. She didn't even see clearly how the girl came to the plaque and how she grabbed the stool.

What surprised her even more was that she had seen this girl before. She was the guest who had appeared in the hotel where she worked.

Without waiting for the sound of the broken glass cover, the landlady opened her closed eyes and saw the little guest who was holding the stool thrown out by her daughter.

The plaque at the back is still intact.

The landlady breathed a sigh of relief, angrily came forward and slapped Xiao Wei in the face.

"Xiao Wei, how can you do this! That plaque is your father's baby. It's the baby of the inheritor of nowhere to speak for hundreds of years. You're going to destroy it!"

Xiaowei regained her mind. She covered her face. "But mom, for such a baby, do you want to bind you all your life? You're not the inheritor of Yanjia cuisine. Why should you be tied?"

"I promised your father that I would find the next successor." the landlady said firmly.

"Next? Who? Zhu Yong? Does he deserve it? Even I am better than him!" Xiao Wei roared.

"Yo! You're really talking big."

Xiao Wei's voice fell, and there were many footsteps outside the restaurant, accompanied by footsteps and a man's voice.

It was no one else who came in first. It was Xiong Wei, the owner of the very popular heritage two restaurant, which was rejected by Yan Chenxi as not authentic.

Beside him, there is an old man in Huajia. And behind him, there are many people.

Looking around, all are men.

Among them, there is Zhu Yong who just left here and went to the second part of inheritance.

Seeing these men, the landlady subconsciously stepped back and blocked her two daughters behind her, "father-in-law, second brother, what are you doing..."

"What are you doing?" Xiong Wei snorted coldly, staring at the landlady with a smile. "You don't even have a cook now, and the restaurant can't open any more. Since you can't open any more, it's useless for you to keep the plaque."

Then Xiong Wei, with a big belly, waved his hand, "go and take off the plaque."

When the voice fell, several men came up with various tools in their hands to take off the plaque.

Naturally, the landlady refused and hurriedly stood in front of those people, "you can't! This plaque doesn't belong to you!"

"I said, sister-in-law, my eldest brother has been dead for so long, and now there are only three women left. The hotel can't open anymore. Why do you still keep that plaque?" Xiong Wei asked with pity.