Chapter 48 Nian Nian Obtains the Inheritance
For a moment, the hall was silent.
All I could hear was the sound of someone gasping for breath.
Wen Ci stood on the outskirts of the crowd, holding her daughter's hand, feeling heavy and sad.
It was the first time she saw such cold hatred on Xie Peizhou's face. Xie Peizhou had a deep relationship with Grandpa Xie. If the murderer was really a human, Xie Peizhou would probably cut the murderer into pieces.
But during this period, the old man's time was running out, and the descendants of the Xie family who were living outside returned to Beijing one after another, and all went to the ward to visit the old man.
After an intense investigation, Wen Ci didn't expect that the last group of people Grandpa Xie saw before his condition suddenly worsened were Xie Yiyi, Wen Niannian and Song Wanqing!
Her face turned pale, and she subconsciously held her daughter's hand tightly, looking at Xie Yiyi beside her and Song Wanqing in the crowd not far away.
I instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen.
She took a deep breath and comforted herself that Nian Nian was only four years old and was deeply loved by Grandpa Xie, so it couldn't be related to Nian Nian.
Xie Peizhou glanced at the three of them with a cold look in his eyes, "Can anyone tell me what happened?"
Xie Yiyi's eyes were red, and her hands hanging at her sides were clenched into fists. She wanted to step forward several times, but she hesitated to speak.
"Peizhou, it's my fault..."
Suddenly, a choked cry was heard.
Song Wanqing was wearing a plain white dress, her tearful face full of guilt. In the heavy and oppressive atmosphere, she walked step by step to Xie Peizhou, "It's all my fault."
Xie Peizhou's handsome face was tense, his eyes cold and icy, "Is it you?"
"Yes." Song Wanqing's tears fell. "I accidentally...let uncle find out the truth about my fake pregnancy. Uncle couldn't bear the blow, so he got angry--"
"Song Wanqing!"
Before Song Wanqing could finish, Xie Peizhou angrily grabbed her wrist, his eyes filled with hatred, "Why can't you do such a thing?! Let him spend his last moments in vain!"
Outside the crowd, Wen Ci felt that something was wrong with Song Wanqing. Why would she take the initiative to admit that she had killed Grandpa Xie...
But when she looked at Xie Peizhouzhou's extremely sad and painful face, her heart ached.
At this moment, Xie Peizhou would be a hundred times more miserable than her.
This was his father. His greatest wish before he passed away was to see his youngest son get married and have children. He thought his wish had come true, but at the last minute he was told that it was a fake pregnancy.
Wen Ci didn't dare to think about the pain that Grandpa Xie felt when he wished. She also regretted immensely why he hadn't told her that Nian Nian was Xie Peizhou's biological daughter when Grandpa Xie was still alive...
"Song Wanqing, we are no longer connected!"
Xie Peizhou coldly shook off Song Wanqing's hand and roared, "Get out of the Xie family and never set foot in the Xie family again!"
"Peizhou!" Song Wanqing's face was pale, and she staggered backward due to the gravity pushed by Xie Peizhou.
"Xie Peizhou, you are so ungrateful!"
Mrs. Song suddenly rushed out of the crowd and caught Song Wanqing who was about to fall to the ground: "Mr. Xie's condition has worsened. The culprit is not my Wanqing at all, it's that damn girl!"
Mrs. Song suddenly pointed with her right hand, and everyone subconsciously avoided it.
In the end, the person Mrs. Song pointed at turned out to be four-year-old Wen Niannian!
Wen Ci's back stiffened, and she subconsciously protected her daughter behind her.
Mrs. Song's voice was angry and loud: "It was this girl who suddenly said in the ward that our Wanqing was faking her pregnancy, that her belly was stuffed with pillow cotton, and that she was not pregnant with your child at all. That's why the old man got so angry that his condition worsened. Our Wanqing is innocent..."
"Xie Peizhou, you disappoint me so much. You knew full well that my Wanqing has always loved you and waited for you year after year. For you, she even did something like faking a pregnancy, but in the end, you didn't get any good out of it. Do you deserve Wanqing's sincerity and dedication to you?"
Mrs. Song hugged Song Wanqing distressedly and wiped her tears. "Silly daughter, how can you be so kind-hearted? You still want to protect Wen Niannian at this time. What does a four-year-old child know? It must be taught by adults. You are too naive!"
"mom……"
Song Wanqing buried her head in her mother's arms feeling aggrieved.
There was silence at the scene. I couldn't help but feel pity for Song Wanqing, and at the same time I looked at Wen Niannian with a puzzled look.
"Wuwuwu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill Great Grandpa..."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry..."
Behind Wen Ci, Wen Niannian suddenly broke down and cried.
Originally, the people present did not believe that the old man’s sudden death was really related to a four-year-old girl, but her crying was like a confession, indirectly acknowledging that what Song’s mother said was true.
So the truth is, Wen Niannian exposed the truth about Song Wanqing's fake pregnancy.
Wen Niannian is only four years old, it must be Wen Ci who taught her!
Wen Ci's whole body was cold, and all eyes in the hall were on her face, including Xie Peizhou.
The man's face was cold, his eyes were red, and the emotions in his eyes were complex and cold.
"Niannian, tell Mommy, who told you that Aunt Song's pregnancy was fake?"
Wen Ci squatted down and tried to calm her daughter as gently as possible, wanting to know the truth.
Wen Niannian, "Wuwuwuwu, I didn't mean it. I didn't know that Great Grandfather would die. I knew he would die, so I definitely wouldn't tell anyone..."
"Memory...?"
Wen Ci looked nervously at Xie Yiyi who was standing beside her.
Xie Yiyi said guiltily, "Xiao Ci, I went to the bathroom at that time and didn't know what happened in the ward. When I came back, grandpa already knew the truth."
"Uncle, it seems that it was Wen Ci and her daughter who caused Grandpa to die early. Song Wanqing is innocent."
"Wen Ci, you are so ungrateful! My grandpa was so good to you, and yet you were so heartless as to kill him! Uncle, kick Wen Ci and her daughter out of the Xie family. From now on, the Xie family will sever all ties with them and we will be enemies!"
"Also, if there's an inheritance for Wen Ci in Grandpa's will, she doesn't deserve a single cent. Either donate it or divide it equally among everyone."
“…”
Several younger generations of the Xie family glared at Wen Ci and her son fiercely.
Wen Ci's mind went blank and she instinctively covered her daughter's ears.
Things developed too suddenly. Why did my daughter know that Song Wanqing's pregnancy was fake and took the initiative to tell this in front of Grandpa Xie?
Could this be another plan of Song Wanqing?
Xie Peizhou looked at Wen Ci and her daughter with complicated eyes.
Chest tightness and pain!
Huh… The daughter of the woman he deeply loved became the murderer that prevented his father from fulfilling his wish before his death.
Amidst the crowd's condemnation, Xie Peizhou's jaw tightened and his voice was cold, "I believe this matter has nothing to do with Wen Ci."
"How is this possible? Could a four-year-old have done this? I don't believe it!"
Someone raised a rebuttal and looked at Xie Peizhou, "Uncle, could it be that Wen Ci is more important to you than Grandpa, and you want to protect her?"
Wen Ci's breathing tightened. She had never thought that Xie Peizhou would actually believe her at this time.
My heart feels sour and uncomfortable.
But now, she is not sure whether her daughter caused Grandpa Xie's condition to worsen and his sudden death.
"alright."
A majestic voice interrupted all arguments.
The person who spoke was Xie Peifeng. The man looked at Lawyer Zheng with a sullen face, "Let's put the Wen Ci matter aside for now. Lawyer Zheng, please release the video of Dad's will first. The overseas company is busy with business, so I have to go back tomorrow."
"That's right, if Grandpa leaves them an inheritance, even if it's donated to charity, they're not allowed to receive a single cent!"
Lawyer Zheng glanced at Xie Peizhou and, seeing that he had no objection, projected the video of the will recorded for the old man onto the display screen.
“Ahem…”
A familiar old voice sounded, and the large white screen showed the frail image of Mr. Xie sitting on the hospital bed in a hospital gown.
"Testator: Xie Kun, male, born on August 1, 1940. I am of sound mind and voluntarily make this will. The contents are as follows..."
"Grandpa, wuwuwu..."
Seeing the video footage of Mr. Xie, Wen Niannian cried out in sadness and regret again.
Xie Peifeng looked at Wen Ci and frowned unhappily: "Tell her to shut up."
When Wen Ci saw Grandpa Xie's appearance, her heart ached and tears streamed down her face.
But this was the reading of the will, so she had to cover her daughter's mouth to reduce the interference of her crying.
Everything is normal with Mr. Xie’s property division.
The second daughter who was married also got her due share.
But at the end, Mr. Xie paused and looked back at the camera, "In addition to the above, the remaining 25% of my assets will be inherited by Wen Niannian, the four-year-old daughter of Wen Ci; before Wen Niannian turns 30, my youngest son Xie Peizhou will help manage it."
After hearing these words, everyone present was shocked.
Even Xie Peizhou is the same.
He heard that his father had modified part of his will before the operation, but he never expected that the change would be this!
Isn't it for his future first child?
Why was it given to Wen Ci's daughter?
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