"Dad, the agreement must include a clause stating that during your marriage with Mom, half of the property you give to Xiaoyu will also belong to Mom. We already agreed on that the other day." Zhou Changshun lost the house, so of course he wanted more.

"Can't I even afford to send my granddaughter to school?" Old Guan asked, his eyes bulging.

Host: "That's also marital property for the old man."

“Then let’s add one more thing: half of the assets that the old lady transferred to you will also belong to me,” Old Man Guan said defiantly.

The host said, "The end of a marriage is settling accounts."

Zhou Changshun immediately nodded in agreement. Old Guan was incredibly shrewd; over the years, he had been the one to put in the money, and he had never seen any return on his investment.

Both parties reached an agreement, and the lawyers began drafting the agreement.

Zhou Changshun signed the document readily. When it was Guan Laotou's turn, Xiaoyu tugged at Guan Laotou's sleeve.

Old Man Guan said, "I need to go to the restroom."

Zhou Changshun watched the grandfather and grandson's little smirk inwardly. Trying to use the restroom as an excuse? No way! "Dad, sign your name first, it won't make a difference. The whole country is watching. You're a true Beijing man, you pee standing up!"

"Don't provoke me, Changshun. We've been father and son for a long time. I really have nothing. Signing this agreement will only make you lose out. Why don't we just forget about it?" Old Man Guan said, as if he was doing it for your own good.

"We've been father and son, so it's only right that I give you this house. I'd accept it even if you didn't have anything else." Anyone can say nice things.

"Sigh," Old Man Guan sighed, signed the agreement, and affixed his fingerprint. "It's not notarized yet, so it's not too late to back out."

“Since things have come to this, our father-son relationship is over. It’s better to make things clear.” The more Old Man Guan acted this way, the more Zhou Changshun felt that he regretted it. He had to get it notarized immediately and absolutely not give the old man a chance to regret it.

"Alright then, let's transfer the house first, then go to the notary office," Old Man Guan said, glancing furtively at Zhou Changshun.

Zhou Changshun's eyes were filled with disdain. "Lawyer, is it alright to transfer the property title first?"

The lawyer said, "No problem, this agreement is already in effect. Notarization will make it even more legally binding."

Zhou Changshun: "Okay, then let's go transfer the property title first, and then go to the notary office."

Old Guan reluctantly called Li Mancang, and the group went to transfer the house title first.

Li Mancang returned the IOU to Zhou Changshun and inexplicably received a house.

Next, we went to the notary office and had the agreement notarized.

Holding the notarized agreement, Zhou Changshun asked, "Lawyer, can we now investigate Grandpa Guan's account transactions over the years?"

Old Man Guan suddenly became Grandpa Guan.

“Sure, you can ask me to handle it for you,” the lawyer said with a smile.

“Okay, let’s go over there to talk,” Zhou Changshun said impatiently.

The host held the microphone up to Old Man Guan and asked, "Grandpa, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Old Guan watched Zhou Changshun's retreating figure, wiped his eyes, and said, "I just can't bear to part with my wife. If she wakes up, I don't know if she'll still want to live with me. I just want a home."

The camera captured the desolate figure of Old Man Guan sitting in his wheelchair.