Huo Shiqian seemed a little embarrassed and said, "This matter cannot be explained in a few words. It is something that my family owes my aunt, so I must protect Ruan Tang."
"Alright, you protect yours, and I'll stick to mine." Qiao Wanwan smiled calmly. "Mr. Huo, I still want to eat. Please make yourself at home."
Huo Shiqian turned around tactfully, but stopped abruptly at the door and looked at Qiao Wanwan. “Whether you believe it or not, I have never wanted to be your enemy. I said before that I felt a sense of kinship with you the moment I saw you. I’m not lying, and it’s not to get closer to you. I just had that feeling.”
"I sincerely hope that even if we can't become friends, we won't become enemies."
Zhan Jingting frowned, his sharp eyes sweeping over him!
Huo Shiqian then opened the door and left.
Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "Jingting, we're not angry. It's not worth it."
Zhan Jingting looked away. "Let's eat."
"Um!"
......
Qiao Wanwan focused all her attention on Zhan Jingting's illness, giving him acupuncture every day and supervising his medication, meals, and rest.
Under her supervision, Zhan Jingting's condition stabilized somewhat, and he was able to go to and from get off work at the Dijing Group normally every day.
In the afternoon, Qiao Wanwan prepared the medicine and afternoon tea, and delivered them to the Dijin Group.
"Good morning, Madam," the secretary greeted her. "Mr. Zhan is in a meeting in the conference room. Would you like to go directly there?"
"I won't disturb their meeting; I'll go wait in my office."
"yes."
Qiao Wanwan arrived at the president's office, which still maintained Zhan Jingting's original style. She had worked here without any changes before, but when Wen Lijing came, he had a separate office and was no longer allowed to work here.
Qiao Wanwan sat down in Zhan Jingting's seat, spun around in the executive chair a couple of times, and found it quite fun.
The computer screen was lit up, and Qiao Wanwan glanced at it unintentionally, only to see her own name!
Unable to resist her curiosity, she scrolled down to take a look, and her eyes widened instantly!
This is actually a will!
It clearly states that after Zhan Jingting's death, the Dijing Group and all the properties under Zhan Jingting's name will belong to her, without even mentioning the three children!
Qiao Wanwan's hand holding the mouse trembled, and her eyes felt sore and dry.
As his bedmate, she understood Zhan Jingting.
His condition was becoming increasingly difficult to control, and each attack was more painful than the last. He was preparing for the worst, which was equivalent to... settling his affairs before he died!
A mist welled up in Qiao Wanwan's eyes, and the words on the will became blurred.
"Knock knock knock".
There was a sudden knock on the office door.
Qiao Wanwan quickly composed herself, wiped away her tears, and got up to sit on the sofa. "Please come in."
The secretary entered. "Madam, please have some tea."
"Thanks."
"Madam, would you like afternoon tea prepared for you?"
"No need, I brought it."
"good."
About ten minutes later, Zhan Jingting returned. He was quite surprised to see Qiao Wanwan. "Have you been here long?"
"Just arrived." Qiao Wanwan smiled brightly and teased, "Big Brother, time for your medicine."
Zhan Jingting shook his head helplessly, "Fine, I'll drink the poison in one gulp, Madam."
Qiao Wanwan watched him drink the medicine, then took out a dessert, saying, "Have a bite to ease the bitterness."
"Um."
Zhan Jingting took a bite of cake, then, as if suddenly remembering something, got up and went to the computer to take a look.
Qiao Wanwan acted as if nothing had happened and asked, "Do you have work to do? Then I'll go back first."
"Go to the lounge and take a nap. I'll go with you to pick up your son from school later."
"Alright."
Qiao Wanwan lay on the bed in the lounge, the will still lingering in her mind, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.
She lay quietly for over an hour, then got up and moved around for a while before going with Zhan Jingting to pick up the children from school.
After dinner, Zhan Jingting went to his study to hold a video conference.
Qiao Wanwan sat on the swing in the garden, swaying back and forth.
A short while later, Jiang Dong arrived. "Madam, you wanted to see me?"
"What has Jingting been busy with these past few days?"
"It's nothing, just routine business of the group."
"Really?" Qiao Wanwan smiled. "Then his will isn't fully drafted yet, so he hasn't consulted a lawyer, right?"
Jiang Dong was taken aback. "Madam, how did you know...?"
"I saw it by chance," Qiao Wanwan asked. "Why did Jingting suddenly make a will?"
Jiang Dong hesitated, "Madam, Master Zhan doesn't want you to know..."
“I already know. The reason I came to ask you instead of asking him directly is because I didn’t want to break the ice. After all, making a will is a very heavy matter.” Qiao Wanwan lowered her eyes, hiding the bitterness in them. “So just tell me directly, there’s no need to hide it.”
“Yes.” Jiang Dong nodded. “Madam, Master Zhan was just doing this as a precaution, which is why he made a will in advance. It doesn’t mean he didn’t have the will to live.”
“He loves you and the children so much that he can’t bear to die, but his hereditary disease is indeed a ticking time bomb, which is why he thought of making a will in advance.”
Qiao Wanwan choked up as she said, "I've read the contents of the will. All the assets will go to me."
“Yes,” Jiang Dong said. “Master Zhan said that the children have grown up and will make their own way in the world. There’s no need to leave them anything.”
"He can't use these things to trap me." Qiao Wanwan fought back tears. "If he really passes away, the child is so young, wouldn't I be the one to manage the Imperial View Group? I don't want to!"
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