"Uncle, if I remember correctly, my father's will says that I am the first heir, and you are only the proxy heir." Charlee Ford looked at him, obviously smiling, but his eyes were very thin and cool. "Now that I am back, should you consider giving way?"
Her words did not leave any room for Long Peikai, because in terms of identity, Charlotte Collins will press Long Peikai.
So what if Rao is the Collins's elder? Charlee Ford suddenly felt that Charlotte Collins's identity was quite useful.
Long Peikai clenched his hand with a knife and fork, and the veins stood out on the back of his hand, which seemed to be trying his best to endure.
For a long time, he gritted his teeth and smiled. How did he look at the smile and infiltrate people? "Jiu-Er, where is this? Will uncle still covet what belongs to you?"