Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

Nangong He didn't know how long Nangongchang had been sitting in the ward. He just pretended to be tired at first, but the recent exhaustion made him feel tired unconsciously, so he really fell asleep while pretending.

When he woke up, he was the only one left in the ward.

Looking at the empty ward, Nangong He suddenly felt empty, and laughed at himself, feeling pitiful.

He naturally longed for his father's care, but his father didn't have any care left to share with him.

The eldest brother he trusted and relied on with all his heart is now also deceiving him.

Looking around the entire Nangong family, it turned out that only the old man who used to scold him cared about him the most, but unfortunately he understood too late.

Besides the old man, the only ones who wholeheartedly helped him were Ruan Qianya and Jing Yihong.

Even if he wasn't a blood relative, Ruan Qianya still devoted his heart and soul to him, without any concealment, but he concealed a big secret from Ruan Qianya.

Nangong He picked up the property list, his eyes were full of hesitation.

Should he tell Ruan Qianya this secret?Perhaps he should tell the truth, but he dared not.

He was afraid, afraid that once the secret was revealed, even Ruan Qianya would not help him, and there would be no one around him who he could trust.

Ever since Nangong He mentioned the matter of the housekeeper, the doubts in Ruan Qianya's heart have not been dispelled. After returning to the villa, she has been thinking about this matter, and Jing Yihong didn't even notice it when she came back.

"What do you think?"

Ruan Qianya raised her eyes suddenly, and seeing Jing Yihong looking at her with interest, she smiled faintly, "You're back, how is the land issue resolved?"

"Boss Shen is still working hard and has done everything that needs to be done. Now we can only wait for the news."

"It's better to wait for news than no news." Ruan Qianya nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly grabbed Jing Yihong's arm, "Can you check something for me?"

"Why are you so polite all of a sudden?" Jing Yihong stroked her hair lovingly, and said with a smile, "You are my wife, so I naturally listen to you in everything."

Ruan Qianya was not in the mood to tease him, she pulled off his restless hand, with a serious expression, "I want to check on the housekeeper."

"Housekeeper?" Jing Yihong was shocked, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

He pulled a chair and sat down in front of Ruan Qianya, changed his previous smiling face, and asked seriously: "You want to investigate the housekeeper? What do you suspect of him? The old man just passed away, and he suddenly found out the closest people around the old man, for sure There will be misunderstandings."

Ruan Qianya didn't take it seriously, "Anyway, they have already taken a scapegoat from me, and I don't mind if they accuse me of another crime."

"I have to check the housekeeper, because he is the closest person to the old man, and the old man especially trusts him, so if he is the ghost in the old house, then the loss of the will is probably related to him, and he is the most convenient Someone who poisoned the old man without being suspected!"

Every word Ruan Qianya said was sonorous, and she was determined to check it out.

That being the case, Jing Yihong agreed without hesitation, "You are right, I will definitely investigate thoroughly, maybe I can find out some clues."

Before the housekeeper's details were found out, the old house was in chaos.

Without the old man's will, and the distribution of the inheritance is unclear, Feng Yiyun came up with the idea of ​​the old house, dragged Nangong Haoxuan back to the old house, and ordered the servants to move here and there, and almost refurbished the old house.

This toss made the housekeeper feel unhappy, so he notified Nan Gongyu immediately.

After receiving the news, Nangong Yu had decided that Feng Yiyun wanted to monopolize the old house, but she refused and drove back to the old house.

Nangong He heard that his room was occupied by Nangong Haoxuan, and his collections were all thrown into the warehouse, and he was so angry that he wanted to leave the hospital immediately.

But the doctor didn't allow it, so he had to inform Ruan Qianya and let her go back to deal with it.

As soon as Ruan Qianya entered the old house, she found that there were a few newcomers in the yard, and it seemed that they were all Feng Yiyun's people.

As soon as he stepped into the inner hall of the old house, he heard Feng Yiyun's chattering orders inside.

"Move this broken cabinet out, and be careful when you move that antique vase over here, don't break it..."

In the command room, I accidentally saw Ruan Qianya walking in, Feng Yiyun immediately lowered her face, and mocked meanly: "You still have the face to go back to the old house? If I were you, I would have hidden away and dared not see anyone."

"I am open-minded in my heart, so I naturally have the confidence to walk in, but you, Second Aunt, who are so motivating and mobilizing people, don't you want to take the old house as your own?"

Ruan Qianya saw a servant walking over with a box full of Nangong He's collection, so she immediately reached out to stop it.

"These are Nangong He's things. Where is Second Aunt planning to have them sent?"

"Second Madam wants us to send Fourth Young Master's belongings to the storeroom..." the servant replied softly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Ruan Qianya frowned, "Send it to the warehouse? Are you planning to let Nangong He live in?"

"So what?" Feng Yiyun said confidently: "The old man didn't leave a suicide note at all. Naturally, the property of the family should be distributed smoothly. The old man has always been supported by our family, so the old house should be distributed to us!"

Ruan Qianya seemed to have heard a joke, took Nangong He's things from the servant and put them on the coffee table, sat down in front of the sofa indifferently, and said casually: "How do I remember that the old man has always been taken care of by you and the third uncle?" Woolen cloth?"

Feng Yiyun felt guilty for a moment, but she became hardened again in an instant, "How many times has Nangongchang returned to the old house? And eight out of ten times he came back drunk. How did he take care of the old man?!"

"Then you will take care of it?" Ruan Qianya said mercilessly: "As far as I know, all your expenses when you lived in the old house were calculated on the account of the old man."

"There is a kitchen and servants at home. Why do you take care of me? Instead of brazenly saying that you support the old man, it is more appropriate to say that the old man takes care of you."

Ruan Qianya's words completely touched Feng Yiyun's guilty conscience.

"When it comes to taking care of the old man, you are not as dedicated as Nangong Lingyu. As a son and daughter-in-law, how dare you mention the word 'support'?"

"You..." Feng Yiyun was so angry that she didn't catch her breath, and said slowly: "What if Nangong Lingyu works hard? He is not from the Nangong family, and no matter how hard he works, he is not qualified to inherit anything from the Nangong family! "

"But Nangong He has it! Why should he have half of this old house?"

"Bah!" Feng Yiyun spat hard, but her eyes were burning with jealousy, "The old man has transferred all the shares to his name, and he has got enough!"

Feng Yiyun became very angry when the matter of shares was mentioned, her blood pressure gradually increased, and she only felt that the old man was unfair.