Asen's words seemed to inject a dose of cardiotonic into Chu Tiance's body.
"What did you just say?" Chu Tiance suspected that he had heard it wrong.
"I said that Miss Zi Han might not be dead. When Lan Chen died that day, the nurse you met standing in front of the oncology building... I think she looks a lot like Miss Zi Han."
Chu Tiance's brows wrinkled even tighter, "Are you talking about the person who blocked my way?"
"Yes, she was wearing a nurse's uniform at the time. She came out of the oncology building with red and swollen eyes from crying. I almost shouted at the time. There was also a person next to her who seemed to be the eldest son of the Ou family in eastern Sichuan. After I came back, I checked the information. Recently, there has been a rumor that there is a young lady in the Ou family."
Chu Tiance listened quietly.
"However, the Ou family said that this young lady was born to the wife of the gambling god Ou Chuanshan. Because she was weak and sickly since childhood
, she had been fostered abroad. She was just brought back recently. I asked someone to find out and they said that this young lady's name is Ou Zihan." "So, Xiaohan is not dead..." Chu Tiance finally smiled, and the smile on his face was like a rainbow after the rain.
This might be the best news he had heard during this period of time.
"Master, you should cheer up and accept Master Xi's advice. Hurry up and have a corneal transplant. Maybe you can still see Miss Zihan." Asen took the opportunity to say.
Chu Tiance hesitated.
Lan Family
Lie Yan and Lan Lingshan finished Lan Chen's funeral together. The funeral was very simple and in accordance with Lan Chen's wishes before his death. He felt that he had done too many bad things, so God punished him in this way, and repeatedly asked for a simple funeral.
Lan Lingshan was also very tired these days, but it was not time for her to rest yet, because everyone knew that after the funeral, it was time to make the medical certificate public.
On the sofa, Lan Chen's lawyer announced the completion of the will.
Lan Chen had written a will at the beginning of his illness. His will was very fair, dividing all the shares of the Lan Group into two, and the real estate and deposits under his name into two.
"You two, if you have no objection, please sign and put your fingerprints on it." The lawyer said to them.
"Okay." Lan Lingshan didn't expect Lan Chen to give her half of the inheritance. It was really unexpected that she, a daughter who was adopted halfway, could get half of the inheritance. After all, most wealthy families hope that their sons will inherit.
"Wait a minute." Lie Yan spoke.
Lan Lingshan just picked up the pen and put it down again, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?" Lan Lingshan was afraid that Lie Yan would be dissatisfied with the distribution of the will.
"Lingshan, all of Dad's inheritance is for you." Lie Yan said softly, "These originally belonged to you. The Lan Group has been able to survive for more than 20 years because the Lan family still has a daughter, so these should all be yours. The Lan family owes you."
"Brother, I..." Lan Lingshan was even more surprised.
"Needless to say, I have decided to give up the inheritance, so these are all yours. Take good care of the Lan Group, and you will be worthy of Dad." After saying that, Lie Yan stood up and walked straight out of the Lan family's villa. Standing
at the door, he turned around and took a look at the place where he had lived since he was a child, and suddenly smiled.
It's all over, and this may be the best ending.
There are some things in this world that don't belong to you, and even if you take them, you will eventually have to return them.
Lieyan drove away from the Lan family and returned to his villa. He hadn't been back for a few days and thought Qingran must be missing him. But when he opened the door, he saw an empty house.