"Maybe they are also doing it for those shares, so they take good care of your Uncle Jian." Zhuo Zhengyi said.

"What if I change it into money? I will give Uncle Jian enough money." Cheng Yinian asked.

Zhuo Zhengyi sighed, "I mentioned it before, but they didn't agree. They only want shares. It's not easy for you, Uncle Jian..."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Zhengyi's tone was a little uncomfortable, his voice became hoarse, and he seemed to be crying, "He was injured while fighting fires in the early years. Although those injuries were cured, they left sequelae. He is now Your health is really bad and you can hardly walk. He is actually willing to give it to you, but I can't bear it."

Cheng Yi Nian understood immediately and said softly: "It's okay, Uncle Zhuo, you did the right thing. Those shares should really be left to Uncle Jian. Otherwise, how will he live in the future?"

"Nian Nian, I'm sorry." Zhuo Zhengyi apologized again.

"It's really okay."

"Uncle Zhuo, think of other ways." Zhuo Zheng thought of finding other ways to compensate Cheng Yi Nian.

Cheng Yinian said softly: "Let's find a solution together. It's just that the company needs Uncle Zhuo to worry about it for a while longer."

Zhuo Zhengyi responded.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yinian was actually a little anxious.

She was ready to fight, but now she felt a little ridiculous. She suddenly doubted herself, whether she had the ability to get the Cheng Li Group back, whether she could keep her father's things, and whether she could avenge her father?

Why didn't God let her be reborn before her father died?

Sometimes she wonders, what is the meaning of her rebirth? Just to embarrass her?

She was holding the phone in her hand, almost crushing it to pieces.

Si Qingmo came out of the bathroom and saw Cheng Yinian standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his body trembling.

He could tell something was wrong with her, so he walked over, hugged her tightly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yi Nian huddled in his arms and murmured, "Si Qingmo, am I useless?"

"No." Si Qingmo replied seriously.

But she suddenly started crying, "You lied to me, you lied to me, I'm just useless, I know clearly, I know clearly who killed my dad, but I can't avenge my dad, I can only watch helplessly The company my father left behind was ruined by them, but I couldn't do anything about it. I originally thought I could. I thought I could do anything if I lived again. I thought I could do anything, but in fact I can do everything. No."

Si Qingmo hugged her tightly, stroked her back gently, and asked in a soft voice: "Are you encountering any problems that can't be solved? Tell me, maybe I can help you find a solution?"

Cheng Yinian looked up at Si Qingmo. She knew that he was already busy enough and she didn't want to bother him with her own affairs. Besides, he couldn't help her with her current affairs, right?

She couldn't ignore Uncle Jian and force him to give her his shares, right?

He also lowered his eyes to look at her, and saw the little girl looking at him with a pair of big eyes, her long eyelashes trembling gently like a fan, with crystal teardrops stuck on them, making her look pitiful.

He suddenly leaned over and kissed her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Tell me."

Cheng Yi Nian shook his head, "It's okay, I can handle it myself."

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