Chapter 2041: Duan xiuhui’s fate (1)

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Chapter 2041: Duan xiuhui’s fate (1)

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To Zhan Yang, ruan Mengmeng, who had injured her leg in the kidnapping case and was now disabled, might no longer be the most suitable successor.

“If there’s anything else, we’ll talk about it after the press conference. “Mengmeng, you can go and rest first,” Zhan Yang said coldly, signaling his subordinates to push ruan Mengmeng away.

Duan xiuhui turned to look at Zhan Yang in surprise. In the next second, the shock in her eyes disappeared and was replaced with happiness.

She knew it. She knew that in Zhan Yang’s heart, she, the wife who had accompanied him through all the ups and downs, was the most important.

What was ruan Mengmeng?

She was just an illegitimate daughter who was going to be Jia ‘er’s heart vessel in the future. In her husband’s heart, she was the most important person.

Duan xiuhui, who had been deeply hurt by Zhan Yang’s favoritism, felt as if she had been resurrected.

She had always been the pampered young lady of the Duan family, but she had always been humble and looked up to the man in front of her.

To Duan xiuhui, Zhan Yang was her sky, her sunlight, and she was the air.

Zhan Mo’s eyes were filled with surprise.”Mengmeng Yingluo, you can stand up now. You’re fine Yingluo.”

Shen Yu’s sinister expression softened.

Duan xiuhui and Zhan Jia ‘er, who were sitting on the interview stage, were secretly filled with hatred.

‘Why? why is ruan Mengmeng fine?’

Why wasn’t she crippled? why was she still able to stand?!

Mengmeng, I’m going to kick your leg. Zhan Yang, who had always been calm and composed, even slightly cold, suddenly stood up in excitement.

“My leg is fine. I’m in the wheelchair because I was drugged just now. My body hasn’t recovered and I don’t have the strength to walk, but my leg is not injured.

But don’t worry, dad, I’ll listen to you. Since you told me not to pursue it for the time being, I’ll go to the back and rest.”

Ruan Mengmeng obediently listened to Zhan Yang’s words, as if she could not see the surprise and joy in his eyes.

wait, Mengmeng! Zhan Yang’s deep voice was a little hoarse. wait a moment.

He called out to ruan Mengmeng, his cold expression tinged with a hint of concern. In an instant, he had returned to being the kind father who cared about ruan Mengmeng.