Chapter 44 The Will
Although the Xie family is in chaos, you can actually find that sadness is just an appearance, and under the tears are faces that are calculating.
As an outsider, Ye Yingning can watch calmly, so she can see more thoroughly. She can see through it almost at a glance. The so-called reluctance is just that everyone is in danger.
Xie Jianming's wife, Xie Juntang and Xie Junrou's biological mother, passed away due to illness in her early years. Over the years, he has been inviting a nanny from his family to take care of him. The two have no legal husband-wife relationship, but Xie Jianming gives the woman a sum of money every month. Half a month ago, the woman had already left silently under Xie Jianming's instruction and did not continue to be entangled.
In addition, the Xie family is not very prosperous. Among the direct relatives, there are only two brothers and sisters of Xie Juntang and Xie Junrou, as well as their spouses and children. Other relatives are coming to the funerals from all over the country.
Zhou Yang changed his clothes and respectfully kowtowed three times in front of Xie Jianming's bed. Then the funeral staff began to scrub the old man, put on makeup, put on his shrouds, etc., and provide a full set of funeral services.
During this period, Xie Junrou, who was accompanying her, fainted from crying several times. Ye Yingning had to support her and ask her to mourn her.
When all these tasks were completed, the lawyer of the Xie family came and specially summoned the whole family to the study room, and was about to read out the will that Xie Jianming made during his lifetime.
After all, it was a big deal. Everyone looked solemn and went to the study one after another, and each of them couldn't help but show nervous expressions.
Xie Jianming's study is located on the top floor of the villa. Unlike ordinary families, there is nearly 200 square meters of study room and a collection of more than 50,000 books, which is comparable to a small private library.
Everyone sat down one after another, and the workers brought tea as usual. When no one was absent, the lawyer took out a long-prepared will from his briefcase and read it out.
"Nanping Dacheng Law Firm was commissioned by Mr. Xie Jianming... According to the General Principles of the Civil Law of the People's Republic of China, the Inheritance Law of the People's Republic of China and other laws and regulations... Mr. Xie's last wish is announced as follows... Xie's shares... The eldest son Xie Juntang will inherit 30% of Nanping Heavy Industry Co., Ltd.... The eldest daughter Xie Junrou will inherit 20% of Nanping Heavy Industry Co., Ltd.... The legitimate grandson Xie Yao... the grandson Zhou Yang..."
The lawyer meticulously read the will made by Xie Jianming during his lifetime. Everyone's face had different expressions, either nervous or expectant. The most anxious one was Xie Juntang. He took off his glasses from time to time and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He obviously cared about the specific content of the will.
Unsurprisingly, the Xie family, including Zhou Yang, each inherited a certain share of the inheritance.
After the lawyer finished reading the book, he came over and asked everyone to check out Xie Jianming's seal and signature on the original will to show that it is true and valid.
Soon, the lawyer left the Xie family mansion, and everyone seemed to have recovered.
"Dad is biased... Jun Tang has worked hard for the family for more than 30 years, and has white hair in his fifties, but he has…"
Xie Juntang's wife Wang Rui cried first. She had originally placed infinite hope on her son, but who knew that the dream was shattered. Now that the old man passed away and made such a will to protect her sister-in-law Xie Junrou, she naturally cried bitterly.
"Why are you crying? Is this useful now? I'm just sorry for the ancestors, my Xie family's family business is cheaper!"
Xie Juntang wiped his forehead suddenly, his eyes were red, and he spoke resentful, and then he fell on his dissatisfied eyes on his own sister Xie Junrou, and gave him a fierce look.
Because they have long become vegetative, their son Xie Yao did not appear here. The property left to him by Xie Jianming will soon be converted into a medical fund as a special amount for maintenance and treatment in the next few decades.
After hearing the couple's words, Ye Yingning, who stood behind Zhou Yang, was stunned. She never expected that her father's body was not cold, and as a child, she had already spoken ill of his property because of the distribution of property.
So, life itself is really more exciting, more ups and downs, and more difficult to predict than artistic creation.
The plots in those wealthy novels and TV series are definitely not all made up. Nonsense often exist, and even more shocking, surprising and unimaginable.
Xie Junrou seemed to have expected this reaction between her brother and sister-in-law. She stood there with her head held high, with a dignified manner, but her face was pale and her eyes were swollen. When she opened her mouth, her voice was not loud, but she was loud.
"This is my father's will. I know my brother and sister-in-law are in a state of peace. But I have not been at home for many years, and you have taken a lot of what you shouldn't have. Why wait until the old man swallows his anger before standing up and saying that there are any of them? You are a fifty-year-old, aren't I? Even if we can live to a hundred years old, we have half of our feet in the coffin. Your son is lying on the bed and can't move, but my son is also an active-duty soldier. Can he swallow the Xie family?"
She said it was right. On the one hand, Xie Juntang and his family of three have been happy over the years, coaxing Xie Jianming to give them a lot of benefits. In contrast, Xie Junrou, who is far away in a foreign land, has cut off relations with her family, let alone obtained money and property. On the other hand, although Zhou Yang inherited the property of the Xie family, it is difficult for him to become a legal shareholder or formal heir in the future, because his status as an active military officer will make him sign any economic contract invalid.
"You...you are really..."
Xie Juntang pointed at his sister, "You" for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.
Xie Junrou looked at him, sneered, walked over a few steps, pushed Zhou Yang's wheelchair from Ye Yingning's hand, and walked straight out of the study.
Ye Yingning felt very embarrassed that his identity was continuing to stay here, so he had to lower his eyes and quickly follow.
Several workers carried Zhou Yang's wheelchair and carried him from the top floor to the small garden in front of the villa. Xie Junrou put on a shawl and pushed him for a slow walk.
"What the hell is going on? You have always been steady in your work. Could it be her..."
The mother and son are in love. A few days ago, Xie Junrou felt panic. She thought it was because Xie Jianming was about to be unable to hold on, but she didn't expect that something happened to Zhou Yang.
"Mom, don't think too much. If something really happens, can she come with me?"
Zhou Yang smiled lightly, reached out and patted Xie Junrou's back of the hand, and advised her not to think about it. However, when he lowered his head, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.
"That's right... I'm so kind to her family. If I have a little conscience, I shouldn't have any other intentions towards you..."
Xie Junrou nodded and comforted herself.
"Mom, I know you're doing it for my own good. But you did something wrong..."
Zhou Yang suddenly remembered something and looked up. If he remembered correctly, it was his cousin Xie Yao's bedroom.
Her face darkened, and Xie Junrou naturally knew what he was going to say, and quickly said coldly: "Xiao Yang! Don't mention it again!"
He was stunned, then stopped speaking, but just squinted his eyes silently and looked into the distance.
Ye Yingning stood on the windowsill on the second floor, looking at the mother and son in the garden.
She felt that Xie Junrou and Zhou Yang rarely met, and they must have thoughtful words to say. Now it is a very moment, so she did not go downstairs on the excuse to give them time to be alone.
Chapter completed!