59 "How can I thank you?"

He Huixian's face really changed when she heard this: "Inheritance, where did she get the inheritance?!"

The financial power of the family is in Xu Dejin's hands. Even if the old lady is frugal, how much money can she save?

She was disdainful in her heart, and she was even more ruthless in her words: "What could the old lady leave behind? She wouldn't leave you the house on the hill where Dejin lived, which was about to collapse?"

"My grandmother told me it was a villa in Xinghu Lake."

After Meng Liyue said this calmly, He Huixian was completely stunned.

After a while, with sharp eyes, he asked in disbelief: "Where are you talking about? Xinghu Villa?!"

A villa of 500 to 600 square meters in Xinghu costs at least more than 20 million!

"Impossible!" He Huixian's voice suddenly rose, extremely sad, "The old lady said it orally? If it's just what she said orally, it doesn't necessarily count! She must be making it up. She's getting old and confused!"

"When you guys didn't know." Meng Liyue glanced at her father's equally confused expression and said slowly, "Grandma has already asked a lawyer to notarize it. A lawyer will contact me soon."

Meng Liyue didn't seem to be lying, so Xu Dejin believed her, but didn't care that the house was left to her.

But He Huixian was not so happy. She pushed him angrily and said, "How can your mother be so partial? Isn't Moti her granddaughter? Why did you give the house to Meng Liyue? You must take it back!"

He Huixian's sudden aggressiveness made Xu Dejin a little disgusted: "I don't even know the decision my mother made, how can I take it back?"

"Besides, she can give the money she saved by living frugally to whoever she wants..."

"No!" He Huixian's expression was distorted. "Either I split it in half with Moti, I absolutely cannot let her get the villa alone!"

Xu Dejin became even more annoyed after hearing He Huixian's harsh words: "Don't be unreasonable. There are so many people here. My mother just left. Can't we talk about it later? Let me worry less."

"I'm being unreasonable? I think you are..."

He Huixian wanted to explain herself, but her family members who had reacted had pulled her out of the ward. They all realized that if He Huixian continued to argue, it would only be detrimental to her.

At this time, Meng Liyue saw her mother coming over. After all, she came to see her former mother-in-law off for the last time.

However, Meng Ying did not look at Xu Dejin from beginning to end. He just bent down, bowed, said goodbye to the old lady's body, and turned to leave.

Instead, Xu Dejin was staring at her back, stunned.

Over the years, Meng Ying has become less fragile and more dashing and decisive than when he was young.

He couldn't help but be lost in thought...

The lawyer arrived that day. No one could interfere with the notarized will, so Li Fuzheng accompanied Meng Liyue and participated in the old lady's funeral arrangements.

During this process, everyone who knew that the old lady had left her a villa was surprised and a little jealous.

But Meng Liyue herself did not have such a strong sense of reality. When she returned home, she looked at the key in her hand and exchanged glances with Li Fuzheng.

"What's wrong?"

The man sat down next to her, one hand on the back of the sofa, facing her sideways, with an inadvertent tenderness in his eyes.

"A villa worth more than 20 million yuan, I really didn't know that my grandma left me so much."

Before going home, Li Fuzheng accompanied her to visit Xinghu. The old lady was very thoughtful. Not only did she leave this villa for her, she also hired someone to decorate it according to the style that young people like today.

Li Fuzheng only took a quick look and told her that it would cost at least two to three million to furnish this house.

Grandma probably knew that even if she was only given a house, she wouldn't be able to afford to decorate it.

As a fourth-level controller, Meng Liyue's current salary, including all allowances and provident fund, is nearly 200,000 yuan per year.

You would have to go without food and drink for ten years to be able to afford a villa.

"Since the old lady is willing to give it to you, just say it's her own will. Don't feel too pressured."

Meng Liyue nodded slowly: "Thank you for your hard work these past two days."

She was also leaning against the sofa, her long hair spread out very close to Li Fuzheng's fingertips. He felt a little itchy for some reason, so he raised his hand and hooked a strand of her jet-black hair.

Slowly wrapping her hand around his, she said in a low voice, "As your significant other, isn't that what I should do?"

Meng Liyue's ears turned red: "Anyway, thank you."

"I don't like hearing you say thank you." Li Fuzheng tilted his head slightly towards her. His eyes were unconcealed and made her heart beat wildly.

"So you want me...how can I thank you?"

Meng Liyue could no longer tell exactly from which moment Li Fuzheng suddenly became different.

He is a mature and charming man. The colder and more arrogant he is, the more people want to get close to him.

She originally felt that there was a huge distance between her and him, but suddenly, he was right in front of her, within her reach.

Meng Liyue waited nervously for his answer.

No matter what kind of reward he asked for, she would agree without hesitation.

But the man, surprisingly, just said, "Cook a bowl of noodles."

"Ah? That's it?"

Li Fuzheng suddenly came up to her, his dark eyes carefully scanning her face: "What else do I want?"

Her cheeks turned red, and she didn't dare to look at him: "For example, that one..."

Although he was shy, he was also bold and frank at times. He let out a low laugh and said, "Don't worry, there will be time."

After the noodles were cooked and he finished eating, Meng Liyue finally understood why he made this request.

Li Fuzheng was assigned an evening shift and was to fly to Pudong.

It can be said that many airlines rely on summer travel to make money, and pilots' working hours will be squeezed to the extreme.

He was leaving, and Meng Liyue was reluctant to let him go, but she could only watch him go.

But before the man dragged the flight case out the door, he suddenly stopped.

"Yueyue."

"Um?"

"Come here."

Meng Liyue was bewitched and walked towards him obediently, and fell into his warm arms the next second.

He hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Wait until I come back."

Li Fuzheng first flew to Pudong, and then flew to Kunming and back the next day. Towards evening, he passed an area that had been covered by thunderstorms before.

Looking out from the cockpit, two rainbows accompanied by the sunset hung at the end of the horizon.

The co-pilot happily turned on the radio and shared this rare and beautiful scene with the passengers.

At this moment, Li Fuzheng just wanted to take a photo and send it to Meng Liyue.

It was already the third day since he came back. Meng Liyue happened to have worked the night shift, and after reversing her day and night, she slept for a long time.

When she woke up and turned on the bedside lamp, she saw a man standing in front of the closet, taking off his uniform shirt, with his muscular back facing her.

The visual impact was so strong that Meng Liyue swallowed her saliva. Before she could look away, Li Fuzheng turned around, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and said in a sexy voice: "Now that you are awake, why don't you do something you have always wanted to do?"