study.
Jiang Yufei pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing that her father was writing his will, she clung to him like a good daughter and began to act coquettishly and cutely.
"Dad, don't be angry about what happened just now. I don't want your money. No matter how you write the will, I have no objection." Jiang Yufei lay on her father. She didn't intend to ask for it directly, but to let her father realize it in a tactful way.
"Dad knows Feifei is not that kind of person, I understand." Jiang Zhiguo nodded.
"Dad, actually the person I should thank the most is you. Back then, mom and I entered the Jiang family together. Although I am not your child, you helped me change my last name so that everyone would look up to me. It was you, Dad, who protected my childhood and allowed me to grow up healthily. Thank you, Dad. I will always be your good daughter." Jiang Yufei hugged her father. She was shaking his determination bit by bit.
Jiang Zhiguo patted his daughter's hand gently.
"It's rare that you still remember these things. No matter what happens in the future, we are still a family," said Jiang Zhiguo.
"Dad, are you going to write a will now? Then I won't disturb you, you write it first!" Jiang Yufei let go of her father with a smile.
As she turned to leave, she glanced back and saw that the proportions in her father's will were as follows: Jiang Xiaorou would own 10%, Jiang Yufei would own 5%, and the remaining 5% would be donated.
It is written clearly and plainly in the will.
Jiang Yufei's heart suddenly sank. She had just said so much, thinking that her father would consider their long-standing father-daughter relationship and give her a larger share. Even if he couldn't get more, at least it should be fair.
Now, Jiang Xiaorou not only owns the entire Jiang Group, she also wants 10% of her father's shares. Her father is really biased!
Jiang Yufei returned to the room with a gloomy face, and the first thing she did was to throw things around. The sound was extremely loud, "bang, bang".
"What's wrong, wife? Does daddy disagree?" Li Xiu hugged Jiang Yufei.
"Don't call me dad, he's not our dad, he's Jiang Xiaorou's dad." Jiang Yufei was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.
"What's going on? Doesn't Dad intend to leave any for you at all?" Li Xiu asked.
"He gave it to me, but only left me 5%." Jiang Yufei sneered: "This is the man I've called dad for more than 20 years. I'm so disappointed."
Five percent? It was a lot, but they wanted more.
"Wife, do you think there is any other way? Are we really going to let Jiang Xiaorou get away with it?" Li Xiu hugged Jiang Yufei and spoke in her ear. His voice was soft and thin, but it was meaningful.
"What solution? What solution is there? Dad has already written his will. He will take it to a lawyer tomorrow morning. It will take effect once the lawyer confirms it. Do you think there is any other solution?" Jiang Yufei pushed Li Xiu away, becoming more and more upset the more she thought about it.
Bang, bang, she started throwing things again, and kept doing that all night.
Jiang Xiaorou's room was next door. She was lying on the bed, listening to Jiang Yufei's rant and finding it ridiculous. This was indeed human nature. For the sake of money, they turned themselves into devils. It was so despicable.
Jiang Xiaorou will never become like Jiang Yufei because she will never put money first.
early morning.
Everyone sat together to eat, no one spoke, and even the sounds of eating were quieter than usual.
Last night, everyone was arguing over property, but this morning, everything was so calm, which was quite surprising.
Jiang Xiaorou was the first to eat. She stood up, wiped her mouth, and patted her father's back gently.
"Dad, you'll go find a lawyer later. Drive carefully. It's rush hour now, so don't be too hasty," Jiang Xiaorou said.
"I know. You should also pay attention to your own safety. Go on more blind dates when you have nothing to do. Don't always be alone." Xiaorou's father urged her to get married early in the morning.
He was not urging her to get married, but forcing Jiang Xiaorou to get out of here quickly.
"Dad, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to be late for work." Jiang Xiaorou ran out directly.
Outside the villa.
Shen Yancheng’s car was parked there.
Why is he here? It's so early in the morning. Isn't he afraid that Dad will see him and let the dogs bite him?
"Why are you here?" Jiang Xiaorou walked over.
Shen Yancheng was dressed very formally, in a suit and tie, and had his hair done. Was he trying to charm the flowers and plants on the roadside as well?
"I just happened to pass by and saw that it was still early, so I stopped. Are you going to work? Should I take you there?" This was the first time that Shen Yancheng was so attentive.
Who made him want to pursue Jiang Xiaorou but didn't know how? So, he could only send her to work. Although it was old-fashioned and unromantic, it was enough to see her.
"No, I have a car." Jiang Xiaorou refused.
She was going to TM Group in a while, and it would be inappropriate for Ana Shen to send her there.
"Your car is not safe. If it has a flat tire halfway, it will delay your going to work. Let me take you there!" Shen Yancheng quickly opened the car door and waited for Jiang Xiaorou to get in.
"Do you think my car is made of tofu? How can a tire burst just like that?" Jiang Xiaorou smiled and got into her car. She still didn't believe it. How could a tire really burst?
If the tire bursts, she will complain to Ferrari, saying that they produce shoddy products. Who would dare to drive a car that has had a flat tire for two consecutive days?
When Shen Yancheng saw Jiang Xiaorou's car drove away, he had to get into his own car. He was very calm and sat in the car leisurely following Jiang Xiaorou's car.
Ten minutes later.
When turning.
There was a loud bang.
Jiang Xiaorou felt her head buzzing and the car suddenly stopped moving. She got out and took a look.
Shit! A flat tire? Really?
Jiang Xiaorou stood on the main road and looked back at Shen Yancheng's car. His head stuck out of the car window and stared at Jiang Xiaorou.
"Old Shen, have you ever been so lucky? I really have a flat tire." Jiang Xiaorou put her hands on her hips, feeling helpless.
It must be that Ana Shen was dressed too handsomely today, and her tire couldn’t bear it and burst.
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