At that time, the old man didn't mind expressing his attitude to others at all.
If possible, I hope Lin Qian can also inherit everything from me.
Although Lin Qianyi lost his memory, this did not affect his position in the old man's mind.
Whether to read the contents of the will ultimately depends on Mr. Zhang’s own wishes.
Song Rushuang and Lin Qianyi looked at each other, and the latter slowly shook his head at the former.
What it means is also very obvious.
Lao Zhang has to make his own decision.
Song Rushuang held her breath. It all depended on what choice Lao Zhang would make this time.
"Come in first."
Lao Zhang took out an iron box from a cellar in the room.
Song Rushuang looked at the item that was protected in multiple ways. Even though she didn't open it, she knew in her heart that it must be the will.
Since he handed it to her, there was no need for her to be pretentious and she just opened it and started reading.
Fortunately, Lao Zhang handed me the key, so there was no need to dismantle it violently.
After finally opening one layer, before Song Rushuang could breathe a sigh of relief, she found another box inside.
She looked up at Lao Zhang. Isn't this a bit too cautious?
"Oh, sorry, I just wanted to be on the safe side, so I added more security measures."
Song Rushuang nodded to show her understanding.
Such an important thing was like a mountain pressing down on Lao Zhang's head.
Because of psychological pressure, people will be more cautious in their behavior.
To others, this would naturally seem a bit abnormal, but being in Lao Zhang's position, Song Rushuang believed that she could not handle it more safely than Lao Zhang.
In front of everyone, Song Rushuang opened the iron box on this layer again and then fell silent.
"What's wrong?"
Song Rushuang stared at the smaller paper box in her hand, feeling a little depressed for no reason. She choked for a long time before asking sincerely:
"Uncle Zhang, this is what I think. If you don't want to, you'd better not embarrass yourself."
Wow, three layers of iron boxes, one layer inside the other, a true "iron wall".
Old Zhang's eyes fell directly on the iron box handed over by Song Rushuang, and his face couldn't help but look embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, I installed it before, so I forgot how many protective measures I added to it. You, wait a moment!"
Old Zhang quickly took the iron box and opened all the protective devices in one go. Only when a letter finally saw the light of day did he take it out personally and hand it to Song Rushuang.
She had a vague premonition in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.
After all, her guess is just a guess, and the facts are the facts.
She can deceive herself, but she can't deceive everyone.
After reading the whole thing, it is actually a very normal will, which mentions the author's concern and care for his children.
Moreover, Mr. Gao was not as ruthless as Song Rushuang imagined.
He also made appropriate arrangements for Gao Yunyan and his son as well as his other children.
However, even if they saw this will, they would not be satisfied with it.
Alas, this is probably a common problem when there are many children in a family.
Parents can never treat their children equally, so some children will go astray as they grow up.
As for the Gao family, it cannot be said that the old man is completely without fault.
At least, his first child and youngest child are both daughters, so he favors these two children more.
This left his sons caught in the middle, and over time they developed a resentful nature.
Resent your parents and your brothers and sisters.
It's hard to bear.
Song Rushuang didn't have time to sigh before she discovered there was a second page.
"The previous one is the most reasonable method, but that brat Gao Yunyan will definitely not comply. If that's the case, then I will give all my belongings to my grandson, Lin Qianyi."
This is probably the most important information on the second sheet of paper.
Song Rushuang was silently shocked. The old man was indeed Gao Yunyan's biological father. He really understood his son better than anyone else.
After reading it, Song Rushuang handed the will to Lao Zhang, hoping that he could also take a look at it.
Old Zhang was very knowledgeable about the rules. He handed the will to Lin Qianyi first, and said respectfully:
"Young Master, please take a look first."
Lin Qianyi slowly shook his head, which was considered a refusal.
Song Rushuang didn't think there was anything surprising.
In Lin Qianyi's heart, he is a member of the Lin family.
Even if he didn't deny that he was Mr. Gao's illegitimate son, it was all for her.
But when it comes to something as private as a will, he certainly won't go and look at it directly.
Song Rushuang was worried that Lao Zhang would see something, so in order to arouse unnecessary suspicion, Song Rushuang immediately said:
"Uncle Zhang, please take a look at it yourself. How this will is handled in the end depends on your opinion."
After listening to what Song Rushuang said, Lao Zhang felt that it made a lot of sense, so he started to read the will himself.
After reading the first picture, he naturally had the same idea as Song Rushuang.
In addition, I also feel upset.
Most of the time, it was to stand up for Mr. Gao.
"This second master is really crazy. The old man hasn't forgotten that he is his son. He cares about him so much, but he still wants to forcibly take something that doesn't belong to him. Doesn't he feel ashamed?!"
Song Rushuang kindly reminded:
"Honestly, I must remind you that this will is not just one page. Would you like to see the next page?"
Following Song Rushuang's suggestion, Lao Zhang patiently looked at the second page, and his expression changed from indignation at the beginning to solemnity.
"The old man really understands the Second Master. He knows that he will definitely cause trouble. Now that it has become like this, we have to follow the instructions on the second piece of paper and handle this matter."
After a pause, Lao Zhang frowned again, as if he had thought of something troublesome, so he said in a deep voice:
"The old man did have a grandson, but unfortunately, the child disappeared twelve years ago."
Song Rushuang looked at Lin Qianyi.
She did not feel relieved because the matter finally fell on Lin Qianyi.
She just looked at Lin Qianyi worriedly.
In Song Rushuang's opinion, everything she wants to forget is bad.
There is no doubt that Lin Qianyi was definitely unhappy during his time at the Gao family.
If these things make him remember things that he had finally forgotten, he will definitely be in pain.
This is definitely not a good situation.
Old Zhang, who knew nothing about the inside story, was still sighing. Even if he knew the will, he would not be able to find the old man's grandson like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Lao Zhang sighed slightly, his tone quite desperate:
"I think I'm going to disappoint the old man. The Gao family has been trying to find the young master for over ten years, so how can we expect to find him in such a short time?"
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