The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Mr. Shen's will was prepared two years ago, and most of his property was left to Shen Qingzhe and his son. But since Shen Chengming passed away, his share was transferred to Shen Qingzhe's unborn child.

Grandma Shen only got one-tenth, and as for Shen Qingshang and his son, they got nothing at all.

And now, he actually wants to revise his will. What happened in the meantime?

Before the housekeeper figured it out, Mr. Shen spoke again: "In order to avoid trouble, I also called the staff of the notary office to come over and do the notarization at the same time to avoid disputes in the future."

Although everyone was surprised to hear the old man say this, they still began to revise the will according to his request.

However, the content of the new will really shocked everyone!

Because it was a revision, the procedures were rather complicated, and by the time everything was completely done, it was already past seven in the evening.

Because the people from the notary office are here, the will has come into effect from the moment Mr. Shen signed it.

After the housekeeper sent away the people from the notary office and the legal advisor, he came back and saw Mr. Shen lying very weakly on the bed.

He no longer had the energy and spirit he had in the afternoon, and his face looked dead.

The housekeeper endured the pain in his heart and whispered in his ear: "Old man, I have sent everyone away, and the will has come into effect, so you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Mr. Shen moved the corners of his mouth and said "OK" with difficulty after a while.

He paused for a moment, looked around the ward with his cloudy eyes, and asked with difficulty, "Where's Qingshang? Why haven't I seen him today..."

At this time, Mr. Shen finally remembered his son Shen Qingshang.

The housekeeper knew the situation: "I just heard from the nurse that the old man had a high fever last night and is now resting in the next ward."

"I guess he'll come over when he gets better."

Hearing this, Mr. Shen's eyes dimmed instantly.

He took two breaths, then turned to look at the cabinet next to him: "Draw...the drawer..."

The housekeeper couldn't figure out what Mr. Shen wanted to do for a moment: "Master, what drawer?"

Mr. Shen was already very weak. He paused for a while, and after gathering some strength, he continued: "Photos...photos in the drawer..."

At this time, the butler understood. He immediately opened the drawer and saw two photos inside.

He took out the photo and put it in front of the old man: "Old man, do you want to see the young master and the young lady?"

"Unconsciously, they have grown so big. You have to hold on. When the time comes, ask me to take you to Triumph Bay to stay for two days and spend time with the two children..."

The housekeeper has worked in the old house for decades and knows the family's situation very well.

Mr. Shen has fallen to this state today, it can only be said that it is his own fault.

But he is lying in a hospital bed now, and it is useless to say more. It is better to say some nice words to make people happy, at least everyone will feel more comfortable.

Moreover, Mr. Shen was quite nice to him. When he delivered some things to the hospital last month, the old man gave him some money privately, saying it was for his pension.

The housekeeper was deeply touched.

But Mr. Shen no longer cares about all this, or he doesn't have the energy to think about these unimportant things.