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"Qingye, get up." Mother Yu Wanrong's sharp voice came from above her head.

Su Qingye was completely naked, kneeling in front of her father's spirit, looking up for some unknown reason, "Mom?"

Like Su Qingye, Yu Wanrong wore plain clothes, but her face was delicately made up, and she could not see a trace of the pain of losing her husband. A 40-year-old woman was still full of charm.

"The guests have already left, what are you still kneeling here for? Do you want to go with your short-lived father?" Yu Wanrong scolded.

Su Qingye was shocked.

It was only three days since her father passed away, and when the body was transported back to City C, it was completely unrecognizable and tragic, and as a daughter, didn't she even have the right to be sad?

"Mom, aren't you sad?"

Yu Wanrong turned her head, "Now is not the time to be sad."

"..." The helplessness in Su Qingye's heart came out from her voice, "So what do you want me to do?"

Yu Wanrong pulled her up and twisted the back of her neck, forcing her to look towards the door, where several uncles and aunts were wandering.

"Did you see those people? They stay here after the condolences are over. Do you know what they are waiting for? Waiting for our mother and daughter to collapse, waiting for the shares of the Su Group to be divided up like hungry wolves, waiting for us Evicted from the Su family."

"Your father's sudden death left us with a mess. We can't sit still and wait for death."

It's not that she is ignorant of these open and secret fights in the Su family, and the coveting of those people's equity is clearly written on their faces. However, Yu Wanrong has not entered the family tree after marrying into the Su family for so many years, so how can she compete with those people? ?
"Mom, let's let go, leave Su's house, I can support you."

Yu Wanrong suddenly changed her face when she heard these words, "What nonsense are you talking about? I won't hand over the shares to others. If I die, I will hold them in the loess."

Su Qingye frowned, she didn't care about the Su family at all, let alone the property in her hands.

At the age of 22 this year, she has already gained a place in the clothing industry with her superb design talent, which is enough to make her mother's life worry-free. She has long known that relying on others is never as good as relying on herself.

At this moment, she just felt panicked, out of breath, and wanted to escape.

Just turned around, but was pulled back again by Yu Wanrong.

Yu Wanrong grabbed her shoulders, "Look at me, Qingye, you are the only mother left, this time, you must help mother."

"How to help?"

"I'll give you two choices. First, you marry the heir of the Jin Group as the young wife; second, I will be the second wife to the chairman of the Jin Group. Choose by yourself."

Su Qingye couldn't believe her ears, "Mom, what are you talking about!"

The Jin family is a well-known powerful family in C City.

Chairman Jin Feinian is in his seventies this year, and now has two sons, the eldest son Jin Yan is 29 years old, and the youngest son Jin Cheng is 28 years old.

Unfortunately, it is rumored that Jin Yan was in poor health and was plagued by illnesses since he was a child. Some people privately speculated that this young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth might not live to be 30 years old. Therefore, the future inheritance rights of the Jin Group will inevitably fall on In the hands of the second son, Jin Cheng.

And Jin Cheng...

I heard that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, he is decisive in the mall, and his private life is even more a mystery, no one dares to pry into his feelings.

In short, he is an extremely dangerous and complicated man.

"If you want to survive in the upper class, you must learn to cling to the rich and powerful. If your daughter doesn't, then you can only let me be a mother. But are you really willing to let your own mother commit herself to serve an old man?" Yu Wan Rong's voice pressed down on Su Qingye word by word.

As soon as Su Qingye turned her head, she saw Su Shoucheng's photo in the black frame, as if her father's eyes were staring at her, she broke out in a cold sweat.

She has no choice.

"Mom," Su Qingye's voice was dry, "don't say this in front of father."

"Qingye, let's get married, the Jin family will be our good backer, and we will give mother a good reputation."

Yu Wanrong's voice rang in her ears faintly, like a spell.