Wen Qiao nodded blankly and said, "Thank you."
On the third day after Old Wu was placed in his coffin, his two daughters returned. Naturally, they cried their eyes out upon arrival, displaying the demeanor of exceptionally filial daughters.
Their purpose became clear after Old Wu was buried.
They need to separate.
Wu Jiandong sat dejectedly in the desolate living room of the Wu family home. He could still vaguely see his father pacing back and forth in the living room, lecturing him.
But now, there's nothing left.
He covered his face and burst into tears.
Wen Qiao and Shen Jichuan came later. They planned to take their mother away, since Old Wu was gone and there was no need for her to stay in the Wu family any longer.
Looking at the scattered state of the Wu family, Wen Qiao felt a deep sense of sorrow.
She had visited the Wu family when the old lady was still alive. At that time, although there was some infighting in the Wu family, there were still quite a few people in the house, and it was a lively place.
Before Wen Qiao and Shen Jichuan could even go inside.
Then Wu Xiaoli's voice rang out.
"Brother, Dad just passed away so suddenly. Did he leave without making any arrangements for his funeral? With such a high salary, he must have had some savings."
"We're not talking about dividing the house, but you can't take all of Dad's savings."
"And the money we received as gifts after Dad passed away."
Wu Xiaoli could see clearly that these families were all wealthy, and the money they gave her father as a wedding gift was quite substantial. Even after the funeral arrangements were completed, there would still be a considerable amount left over.
Wu Xiaoling continued, "Big brother, you can't keep it for yourself. Since you called us back and told us about this, we have the right to a share of the inheritance left by our father."
Upon hearing that both of their biological fathers were dead and that they were still making money here, Wu Jiandong immediately erupted in anger.
He suddenly sat up from the sofa.
"Wu Xiaoling, Wu Xiaoli, do you have any conscience? The one who passed away was your own father! Your own father is gone, and you don't feel any sadness or grief at all. All you think about is money, money, money."
"I deserve to die, I shouldn't have called you guys."
"You two get out of here, get out of here..."
The Wu family is now without the old man, only Wu Jiandong remains, and their cunning sister-in-law is not at home either. Wu Xiaoli and Wu Xiaoling had already planned before they came that even if they made a fuss, they would still get some money, otherwise, wouldn't their trip have been in vain?
Wu Xiaoli said, "Brother, what you're saying isn't right. We are still Dad's daughters, and it's natural that we're saddened by his passing. But since it's already happened, we can't stay stuck in sadness forever."
"Dad's funeral has been arranged. All that's left is to divide the inheritance and the money left over from the funeral."
Wu Jiandong said directly, "It can't be divided. When Dad was alive, he said that if he passed away, all the money and things in this house would go to Aunt Lü and Xiao Wei."
"If I don't even have a share, you can forget about it."
"Get out of here, I'm not in the mood to argue with you."
“Impossible.” Wu Xiaoling said anxiously, “We are Dad’s daughters, why can’t we share in his inheritance? If I remember correctly, Dad also funded the restaurant that Lü Yazhi opened, so we should also get a share.”
"Let's see who dares."
Wen Qiao walked in from outside, her eyes cold and sharp as she looked at the Wu sisters.
"You really have the nerve to talk about dividing the Wu family's assets? Especially you, Wu Xiaoling, the matter of you drugging Uncle Wu is still fresh in our minds. Now that you've come back on your own initiative, let's settle this score first."
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