Chapter 130 Will

The driver used the intercom to notify the drivers in front.

At this moment, Shen Hongyuan didn't know whether he was afraid or looking forward to it.

He thought someone would stop him.

Then say, "Don't go yet. The young master hasn't come back yet. Where did he go?"

But surprisingly, this didn't happen.

Things went so smoothly that it made people feel empty.

Shen Hongyuan sat in a stable seat.

He watched the RVs in front of him move one by one.

He felt his car gradually start up and hit the road.

The dense trees on both sides of the car window faded to both sides.

The speed gradually increased from very slow to fast, and finally turned into blurred tree shadows.

Shen Hongyuan felt very strange at this moment.

It was as if a heavy burden on his shoulders was suddenly lifted off. After traveling to this point, he finally felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He

also felt an indescribable stagnation all over his body.

It was so stagnant that it seemed as if his consciousness and thoughts had been pulled out, and only a body was left turning like a machine.

But halfway through the journey, Shen Hongyuan felt unbearable again.

He kept thinking that he heard a child crying in his ears.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look back, and he seemed to see a child crying and chasing a car.

But Shen Hongyuan knew rationally that this was impossible.

The car was so fast, how could a four-year-old child catch up?

Until they arrived at the villa in the mountains.

People got out of their cars one by one, and then they found that the young master was missing.

The auntie who was invited realized something and immediately said, "I saw the young master enter the Madam's RV with my own eyes! Madam, don't you know? How could you let such a young child get off the car by himself?"

Madam Shen was unable to react for a while and was still stunned.

"Lost? How is it possible?" She murmured, "Is he playing hide-and-seek? Go to the RV and look for him quickly."

At this time, Shen Hongyuan didn't know why, but his heart was extremely calm.

He calmly heard himself yelling at Madam Shen and the auntie angrily:

"What do you think of the child? How could you let Ranran run away by himself? If Ranran is lost, how can I explain to the old man!"

Shen Xingyu and Shen Xingzhuo, who came down later, saw the adults' appearance and realized what had happened.

Shen Xingzhuo cried all the way, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were swollen.

He didn't really understand what it meant that his brother was missing, and he was still in a daze.

Shen Xingyu's face turned pale on the spot, and he turned around and ran back the way he came.

Shen Hongyuan quickly asked someone to hold him back, saying, "How old are you? Don't make trouble. Leave it to Dad."

At this time, it was drizzling.

The sky was already dark.

In a very brief moment, Shen Hongyuan did think about going back to look for him.

Children have short legs and can't run far. If he goes back now, he should still be waiting there.

But when the rain got heavier, Shen Hongyuan gave up the idea when he saw the rainstorm prison police on his phone.

He walked into the rain with his phone in his hand, looking anxious, and said, "I'll arrange for someone to look for them. You guys take care of the remaining children."

But after standing in the rain for a long time, Shen Hongyuan finally put down his phone.

He didn't make a single phone call or call anyone.

The night rainstorm came and went.

The huge villa was extremely depressing.

Mrs. Shen was crying in the room.

Shen Xingzhuo had a high fever that night.

The light in Shen Xingyu's room was always on, and he would walk to the yard from time to time to check on him. Shen

Hongyuan hid outside, letting the heavy rain soak him.

Even in midsummer, it was still very cold when the rain poured on his body.

I wonder if a four-year-old child would be even colder after being caught in the rain.

Shen Hongyuan suddenly thought of the image of a child hugging his thighs and calling him daddy.

He suddenly felt very sad and cried with his hands covering his face.

That was his little son.

How could he not feel distressed?

Shen Hongyuan thought again, it doesn't matter, with their family, isn't it easy to find a child?

Just leave the child outside temporarily.

When the old man can't hold on any longer and leaves, he will find the child back immediately!

Shen Hongyuan promised in his heart again and again. When he

woke up the next morning, Shen Hongyuan opened the news.

Only then did he know that a small mountain flood broke out at the foot of the mountain in the early morning of this day.

When he saw this news, Shen Hongyuan sat quietly for a long time.

A journey that should have been a relaxing one ended like this.

As the initiator, Shen Hongyuan felt a little guilty at first.

But slowly he reached a kind of self-reconciliation - this was also something that could not be helped, who let the child run around without listening.

But some changes still happened at home.

After the second son had a fever, he became confused and could not remember the past clearly.

He would cry whenever someone mentioned his younger brother.

Mrs. Shen became reluctant to meet people for unknown reasons and stayed in her room, not even attending the parties she usually went to.

The eldest son, who used to lose his temper and was in a rebellious period, for some reason started to care about the trivial matters at home and was concerned about everything.

It seemed as if he was afraid to let himself be idle.

The old man did not know what had happened and sent someone to pick up his youngest son.

Shen Hongyuan made excuses to get away with it several times.

But in the end, the truth could not be hidden.

Shen Hongyuan was called over by the old man.

The old man's complexion had improved a lot during this period. He lay on the hospital bed and looked at Shen Hongyuan. He

said in a deep voice: "You have made a difference. As a grandfather, I can't even see my grandson?"

Shen Hongyuan hesitated for a while and said: "If you want to see him, let Xingzhuo come to accompany you. He has been clamoring to miss his grandfather."

The old man didn't say anything, but stared at him with a heavy look.

Under the old man's gaze, Shen Hongyuan finally spoke hesitantly:

"Ranran... got lost while traveling. Auntie and his mother didn't take good care of the child. I have been looking for him, but the situation was too complicated at the time..."

Shen Hongyuan tried to explain, subconsciously trying to clear himself.

But he raised his eyes.

But he saw his father on the sickbed, the old man Shen who was greedy, tough, and built the entire Shen family.

At this moment, a rare blankness appeared on his face.

Shen Hongyuan even felt a little strange in his habitual fear.

He didn't expect that one day he would see this expression on his father's face.

Silence was like a flood.

After a long time, the old man's old, dry and purple lips trembled, and asked: "What did you say?"

Shen Hongyuan had to repeat one sentence: "Ranran is lost, I didn't expect..."

But before he could say those evasive words, the old man suddenly moved.

The old man reached out and picked up the crutches beside the bed, and slammed them towards Shen Hongyuan.

The heavy mahogany cane flew over, and the silver dragon head hit Shen Hongyuan in the face. He immediately covered his nose and hunched up in pain.

Shen Hongyuan heard his father's hoarse voice shouting: "Go! Go and find my Ranran!"

Shen Hongyuan's nose was sore and bloody.

But at this moment, for some reason, he actually had an indescribable pleasure.

What if it's urgent? The child is already lost.

It's too late for the old man to train a grandson to replace him.

The disease came like a mountain.

Grandpa Shen has had diabetes for decades, and complications are frequent.

After hearing that his grandson was lost, he soon had problems with his heart and was bedridden again.

He could only tell his assistant to ask someone to check.

Shen Hongyuan used to be a timid person beside the old man.

The old man was not satisfied with him and wanted to cancel his position as the heir, so he could only agree silently. He

also thought of various ways to please the old man.

But after this incident, Shen Hongyuan found some fun in competing with his father. When

the old man Shen wanted to find his grandson, he secretly stabbed people and spread some specious false news.

And taking advantage of the old man's illness, he attended various occasions more frequently as the heir of the Shen family and spread the news that his father was dying.

In this way, he also gained the title of a filial son.

Until one day, the old man Shen called him to the ward.

The old man was lying on the bed with a cold and calm expression.

It seemed that he had returned to his old harsh and stern self.

There was no sign of the collapse he had that day when he hit someone with a cane.

Shen Hongyuan was not surprised by the old man's condition.

He knew his father best.

Even if he had some emotional fluctuations occasionally, his father would always consider the overall situation.

Because, whether it was his son or his grandson.

In the eyes of the old man, all his relatives combined were not as important as the Shen Group he founded.

The company was what the old man Shen valued most.

Compared with the interests of the company, all people and things had to stand aside.

Shen Hongyuan even guessed that the old man probably had guessed that he had lost the child.

But even so, in order to save the face of the Shen Group and for the company to continue to operate.

The old man would still protect his son.

Who made him old and he was the only son?

Shen Hongyuan pushed the door open and came in, lowered his head and called out, "Father."

There were also caregivers and nurses in the ward. In front of outsiders, he was still the filial and timid son.

Old man Shen glanced at him and said, "You're here."

"Yes, father." Shen Hongyuan said.

Old man Shen didn't say anything else. He lay quietly on the bed, his eyes looking at nowhere.

Shen Hongyuan noticed that there were two more people in the ward, the old man's lawyers.

Soon, the old man raised his hand and waved.

All the idle people in the ward withdrew, leaving only the lawyers and Shen Hongyuan.

When the door of the ward was closed,

Shen Hongyuan saw the lawyer set up a camera.

Seeing Shen Hongyuan's confusion, the lawyer explained: "The old man is going to announce his will."

Shen Hongyuan was stunned, and suddenly he was a little excited and proud.

He thought that he had won this time after all.

He didn't expect that one day he would see his father surrender to him.

Shen Hongyuan immediately said: "Father, what are you talking about? Your body is fine. I asked the doctor, and he said that you..."

Old man Shen closed his eyes and raised his hand to interrupt him.

But he didn't say a word.

This old man who has been strong for most of his life seemed particularly taciturn at this moment.

Until the lawyer turned on the video and began to conduct some simple tests on the old man, proving that the old man still had clear thinking ability.

The old man cooperated very well.

Shen Hongyuan waited on the side.

Finally, he heard the old man speak:

"I am Shen Hanshan. I own 60% of Shen's shares. 5% of them will be left to my eldest grandson Shen Xingyu, and the other 5% will be left to my second grandson Shen Xingzhuo..."

There were also some other real estate distributions in between.

Shen Hongyuan was not surprised by the distribution of the old man Shen.

He made the old man angry, and it was reasonable for the old man to lose his temper.

Besides, the two sons together only accounted for 10%, which was nothing.

Suddenly, Shen Hongyuan noticed the old man's gaze.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed, looking at him with his eyes sideways.

Because of his illness, his eyes were covered with a layer of light yellow, making it difficult to see the expression in his pupils.

Soon, Shen Hongyuan heard the old man's next words:

"The remaining 50% of the shares and the rest of the property under my name will be left to my grandson Shen Xingran."

The old man's voice was hoarse and low, with the weakness after a long illness.

But his tone was particularly firm.

Shen Hongyuan even heard a sincere malice.

He digested it for dozens of seconds before he stood up from the chair.

The two lawyers were also elderly people who followed the old man. They were all shocked when they heard what the old man said.

No one thought that Shen Hanshan would leave such a will.

A lawyer immediately stepped forward and tested the old man again to see if he was even conscious.

The old man completed the test calmly.

He repeated his will and said, "If the little grandson dies, all the shares and property belonging to the little grandson will be donated."

At this moment, Shen Hongyuan felt extremely shocked.

And hateful.

He always thought that the old man took the grandson in just to cultivate a puppet that suits his own wishes. Usually,

the old man was not close to the grandson, but very strict.

Shen Hongyuan looked at the grandson who lived with the old man, as if he saw himself suffering as a child.

This made him always have sympathy for his youngest son.

But now...

why?

Why is he so strict with his son, desperately guarding against and obstructing him, as if he was afraid that he would destroy the Shen family he built with his own hands.

But he actually gave all the precious Shen's to a four-year-old child whose whereabouts were unknown and whose life or death was unknown?

In the end, he would rather donate it to waste than leave it to him?

Did the old man want the entire Shen's to be buried with his grandson?

Then what was his son in the eyes of his father?

After the old man verified and signed the will, he lay there without saying a word.

Shen Hongyuan ran out of the ward like crazy.

He smoked a whole box of cigarettes on the way.

He drove to the foot of the mountain where the villa was, where the child was lost.

But because of the mountain torrents, the surroundings were in a mess.

Shen Hongyuan trudged in the ruins for a long time and only found a small yellow duck bag in the mud.

Shen Hongyuan stared at the satchel for a long time, feeling that God was playing tricks on him.

Driven by profit, he finally arranged for people to search for his son's whereabouts.

But the irony is that it is easy to find a child when he is lost, but it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find him.

Shen Hongyuan searched for a long time and found nothing.

A month later, Shen Hongyuan brought a boy to the bedside of Grandpa Shen.

The old man's health had not improved, but he had not died.

He caught a glimpse of a child out of the corner of his eye, and struggled to get up to see.

What he saw was a strange child.

Shen Hongyuan had a stubble on his face. He held the child's shoulders and said to him,

"Tell grandpa, what is your name now?"

The child hesitated and answered, "I... my name is Shen Xingran."

"You beast!"

Grandpa Shen picked up the things on the table and threw them over, but he fainted afterwards.

Shen Hongyuan immediately picked up his "Shen Xingran" and sent him outside.

The next day, Grandpa Shen died of hypoglycemia.

Shen Hongyuan bribed Grandpa Shen's lawyer, deleted the video, and changed the date of the will.

The date was postponed to after he adopted Shen Xingran.

But the already formed will was not good after deletions and modifications.

Shen Hongyuan gradually grew bolder and simply forged a new one.

Fifty percent of Grandpa Shen's shares belonged to him.

After the will was announced, no one on the board of directors had any doubts because of Grandpa Shen's consistent style.

They even felt that the old man had grown older and his heart had softened because the old man gave ten percent of the shares to his two grandsons.

Shen Hongyuan successfully became the chairman of Shen's.

He carefully hid the evidence.

Looking at his eldest son who was becoming more and more outstanding, Shen Hongyuan couldn't hide his jealousy from time to time.

But fortunately, he trained his eldest son to be a slave of the Shen family.

And looking at his second son who had accomplished nothing, Shen Hongyuan sometimes wondered if the old man looked at him the same way he looks at Shen Xingzhuo now.

While Shen Hongyuan was scolding his second son, he felt that he was much better than his father.

As for Shen Xingran...

Shen Hongyuan personally pampered him and took him to various social occasions.

He watched this orphan, under his training, shine in the crowd. He

watched him become the center of attention, and the name "Shen Xingran" was firmly on his head and imprinted in the hearts of others.

He is "Shen Xingran".

It is "Shen Xingran" who can be controlled by Shen Hongyuan, and is Shen Hongyuan's trump card.

Not long after Shen Xingran entered university.

Shen Hongyuan was called by Mrs. Shen to go to the parent-child identification center.

Seeing the cautious, timid, ignorant and uneducated boy who was tortured by poverty and lack of love to the point of being unable to show up in public.

Shen Hongyuan's heart was filled with fear on one hand and pleasure on the other.

He thought: Old man, look, is this the heir you like?