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Ji Daozi withdrew his gaze and sighed full of regret. It was the remnants of the Chang family who did this, but how could it be done without the advice of the superior?

If you want to blame it, you can blame it, Fenghua's piece of meat is too big, everyone wants to take a bite, but Song Hui is standing there, who is he willing to coax, who has a chance, who can tolerate him?

When he walked to the cordon, he saw a woman sitting on the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

"Miss Ding?" Ji Daozi asked Ding Xiang to be put in, "Go in, after all, they are considered family members."

Ding Xiang got up from the ground and rushed inside with a pale face. Song Hun was dead, how could Song Hun be dead? Why were Cheng Xionglin and Chang Yuan still alive? Why was Song Hun alone dead?

why?

Why bother with those two troublesome women?

Song Hui obviously shouldn't be like this, and obviously shouldn't have such an ending.

It's all their fault, why don't they die?

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Cheng Xionglin suffered minor injuries, and as soon as he woke up, he rolled off the bed and rushed to Chang Yuan's bed.

Chang Yuan had many wounds and bleeding, and fell asleep with her eyes closed, obediently.

Cheng Xionglin stood by, and when Chang Yuan woke up, he would be able to see her for the first time.

It's not someone else, it's her.

She is everything, all of all, the only before anything.

Chang Yuan could only look at her.

But Chang Yuan didn't wake up and fell asleep all the time, as if she didn't want to wake up.

"Doctor, why is she still awake?" This was the third time Cheng Xionglin asked the doctor this question today.

"I hit my head, and the head injury is more complicated. It is not allowed to say qún]one]one]zero]eight]oneseven]nine]five]one, just wait a little longer." I say this every time, after all How long will I have to wait?

Cheng Xionglin bowed his head weakly, guarding Chang Yuan's sick bed, not even daring to hold her hands, for fear of missing any tremor of Chang Yuan's fingers.

It's always played like this on TV. When you move your finger, you will wake up.

Cheng Xionglin doesn't care if it's scientific or not, she believes it anyway.

It must be so.

Staring at his fingers, Cheng Xionglin always had hallucinations, as if trembling, and hurriedly called the doctors and nurses, but finally found that there was no sign of waking up.

After all, it cost money, but the doctors and nurses patiently made a fuss with Cheng Xionglin over and over again.

Cui Yamu took time to take a look. Cheng Xionglin's chin became thinner and sharper, and he couldn't control his emotions a little bit. He shook his head and called Azhuo to come back to his country. people.

Song Hui's death still needs to be investigated, but Cheng Xionglin definitely doesn't want to care about it, and can only wait for Chang Yuan to wake up.

Song Hui also suffered a lot.

The author has something to say: I have hinted at the president's bento for a long time, and I even hinted at the posture of receiving the bento_(:3」∠)_

Chapter 65

For three days, Cheng Xionglin stayed in front of Chang Yuan's sick bed without sleep. All of Chang Yuan's signs were normal, but she never woke up.

Cheng Xionglin really wanted to ask the doctor in charge, when will he wake up, but he also clearly understood that it was useless to ask, and the more he asked, the more irritable he became, it was better not to ask.

Seeing that Cui Yamu was so busy that her head was going bald every day, she knew that she needed to calm down. Now that Song Hui was dead and Chang Yuan refused to wake up, everything fell on her shoulders.

A lawyer surnamed Lin called her and told her to go to Fenghua, and Song Hui's will contained information about her.

Cheng Xionglin held Chang Yuan's injured hand, gently rubbed the wound on her finger with his fingers, and sighed silently.

Song Hui actually made a will in advance, and it has something to do with him.

Everyone is smart, but she is stupid.

Fearing that something might happen to Chang Yuan, Cheng Xionglin arranged for dozens of people to watch over Chang Yuan's ward and hospital, overtly or secretly, and checked several times before setting off for Fenghua.

In Fenghua's president's office, several assistants to the president stood feebly aside, their faces obviously blank with sadness, while lawyers and notaries bowed their heads and were sorting out documents on the side table.

Song Qi and Mrs. Song were sitting on the sofa, and Mrs. Song was crying like pears and rain, as if it was her own son who died, and her real son Song Liyu raised his eyebrows when he saw Cheng Xionglin come in.

"Yo, is my dead brother still thinking about old love?"

Song Liyu originally thought that after Song Hui's death, Fenghua would naturally belong to him, but unexpectedly, a will appeared in the end.

Since he wanted to die so much, why didn't Song Hui die sooner!

Cheng Xionglin was too lazy to talk to the family, and sat far away, quietly waiting for the lawyer to announce the content of the will, and Amy poured her a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Song Hui's death was sudden. I wish all relatives and friends condolences. Mr. Song's will has been identified as a valid will. It mainly includes Mr. Song's shares in Fenghua, personal assets and real estate including the Song family's ancestral home."

Lawyer Lin looked up and saw that everyone was present, so he cleared his throat with a businesslike expression.

"Mr. Song Hui's will is relatively simple. Except for 20% of Fenghua shares, all other assets will be inherited by his parents."

After saying this sentence, the faces of the three members of the family instantly improved. They thought that according to Song Hui's attitude towards them, they would definitely donate all their property and not give it to them.

It's just that 20% of the shares are almost all of Song Hui's current Fenghua shares, and they were actually given to his ex-fiancée who divorced?

Isn't this a joke? Not convinced.

Lawyer Lin continued: "Mr. Song Hui signed the gift contract for Fenghua's 20% shares, because Ms. Chang Yuan is sick in chuáng. According to Mr. Song Hui's arrangement, if Ms. Chang Yuan cannot attend, Ms. Cheng Xionglin will temporarily Escrow."

Cheng Xionglin blankly accepted the contract handed over by lawyer Lin. Although he guessed that Song Hui must have left the good things to Chang Yuan, he did not expect that it was Song Hui's entire share in Fenghua.

hot.

"Oh, and, when we sorted out Mr. Song Hui's financial information, we found three real estate certificates, which seem to belong to you, Ms. Cheng."

Another large stack of documents was stuffed into Cheng Xionglin's hands.

The three members of the Song family over there were stunned. What do you mean, didn't they mean that they belonged to them except for the shares?

Lawyer Lin turned around with a smile and explained that those who had changed property owners a year ago were not within the scope of this will.

Song Qi hurriedly asked, what else is left?

Lawyer Lin didn't speak, and told Cheng Xionglin to leave first.

Cheng Xionglin saw a group of people looking at her, was he afraid that the three members of the Song family would fight and beat him later?

However, she really wanted to keep it to see what pit Song Hui left for the family of three!

Forget it, if Chang Yuan is here, she will save resources *resources * whole * management * unknown * number, her small arms and legs, it is still important to save her life, Song Hui is emptying out the Song family to please Chang Yuan , If you don't run, you will be beaten to death.

Cheng Xionglin walked out of the president's office with his chest held high and his head held high. Amy followed her with a few bodyguards, and returned until he was in front of the bodyguards brought by Cheng Xionglin himself.

On the way, Amy helped her out. All the rest of Song Hui's assets were indeed given to her parents, but the mother's share was given to her biological mother. After donating it, there was not much left.

Cheng Xionglin walked out of Fenghua with his things, always feeling that the sky was low and dark, and the wind kept blowing like a hole in his heart.

Sitting in the car back to the hospital, Cheng Xionglin opened the things in his hand, the paper of the gift contract was not new, it looked old, probably it was prepared by Song Hui long ago.

Although Cheng Xionglin's name is written on the three property certificates, one is Chang Yuan's mother's house, one is near Chang Yuan's mother's house, probably where Song Hui lived before, and the other is on Binshui West Road near my home.

Cheng Xionglin curled his lips, thinking what to do if he was shown affection by the dead, he wanted to beat him to death.

Pushing the things away, Cheng Xionglin propped his head to look at the road outside, nothing compares to it, it's so annoying.

"Miss, Mr. Cui asked me to inform you that your parents will fly back to China tomorrow." The bodyguard on the side said.