Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Everyone's eyes fell on Gu Tingsen, and Yu Wei followed him.

"Mr. Gu, this is our Yan family's business and has nothing to do with you." Yan Ting stood up and said, "Please get out immediately."

Tao Jing was sitting in the corner, but when she saw Yu Wei come in, she immediately sat up straight.

Gu Tingsen said expressionlessly: "In order to be loyal to others, Wenzhou once made a will before his death. This will has been notarized. After his death, all the property in his name, including the group shares, will be Yu Wei will inherit."

When Yu Wei heard Gu Tingsen's words, she looked at him blankly. Why did Yan Wenzhou make a will when he was so good?

Shen Meiling's face darkened a bit when she heard this.

She didn't expect that Yan Wenzhou had already planned all this for Yu Wei. Her good son really had his whole heart devoted to Yu Wei.

Tao Jing immediately stood up and said with a look of disgust: "When someone in our Yan family dies, why do everyone with a foreign surname want to come and share the inheritance? Why, do you think our Yan family is dead? You said you have a will? Do you have a will?"

Tao Jing's eyes swept over Yu Wei and Gu Tingsen, "Who knows if you two have colluded to divide the Yan family's property!"

"Four Madam, I have brought a lawyer. If you don't believe me, you can go to the notary office to check." Gu Tingsen said without emotion, "Yu Wei is the sole heir to Wenzhou's inheritance."

Yu Wei's voice was hoarse, "Is this what you said he left me?"

Gu Tingsen nodded.

"When?" Yu Wei looked at him, "When did he make this will?"

"About a month ago."

So he already knew that he might die?

"What a joke! Who is Yu Wei? Why did she get Yan Wenzhou's inheritance? What is their relationship?" Tao Jing was so angry that she couldn't help but say, "She is just an illegitimate daughter, she also deserves the Yan family's inheritance shares.”

The shares held by Yan Wenzhou are second only to Yan Tingsong, which means that as long as Yu Wei inherits Yan Wenzhou's shares, she will directly become the second largest shareholder of the Yan Group.

Shen Meiling stood up slowly and said coldly: "Since Wenzhou has made a will, I respect his decision."

Tao Jing thought she had heard wrong. Shen Meiling had been fighting for so many years, but she was willing to let Yu Wei, the mistress's daughter, inherit Yan Wenzhou's inheritance.

With that woman Song Qinghe turning a deaf ear to Yan Tingsong, given time, the entire Yan Group would not fall into Yu Wei's hands.

"Two...Mr. Shen, Wenzhou is confused, you can't be confused!"

Shen Meiling glanced at her coldly, "Why are you so anxious? Anyway, no matter who inherits, it has nothing to do with you."

Tao Jing's face turned blue and white, and Yan Tingguo glared at her fiercely. She was so embarrassed!

Yu Wei suddenly turned around and walked out.

Gu Tingsen chased after her and blocked her way, "Yu Wei, you still need to come with me to deal with it."

"What to do?" Yu Wei looked at him with red eyes, "He already knew that he might die, but he didn't tell me anything!"

Yan Wenzhou's words suddenly flashed through Yu Wei's mind.

He said that there were always things more important than him in her heart, and it would be better to lose him than to lose those things.

So is this what he meant by loss?

Yan Wenzhou, do you have to prove how important you are to me in such a cruel way?

"Yu Wei, please calm down. Wenzhou has left. His last wish is for you to have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life."

No worries about food and clothing?

Yu Wei felt it was ironic. She had not lacked food or clothing in the past twenty-eight years, so why should he bother? Yan Wenzhou, do you want to use this method to make me remember you for the rest of my life?

Yu Wei did not go with Gu Tingsen to deal with the inheritance, but returned to the clinic.

Gu Tingsen told her that the Yan family would hold a funeral for Yan Wenzhou tomorrow, and if she wanted to see Yan Wenzhou on his last journey, she could attend.

funeral? As long as she thought of these two words, there was a dense pain in her heart, which almost made her unable to breathe.

She didn't even have an identity that could send him off.

Yan Wenzhou's funeral was very low-key and simple. The Yan Group has not disclosed the information to the public for the time being, and only close relatives and friends were invited to the funeral.

Afraid that Mrs. Yan would not be able to bear it, Yan Tingsong did not send anyone to notify her.

It's raining lightly in the sky.

Yu Wei appeared in the mourning hall. Although the Yan family members complained a lot, no one dared to get angry with Yan Tingsong around.

Yu Wei looked at the stern face of the man on the portrait, and her mind was full of bits and pieces of the past. She originally thought she wouldn't cry anymore, but the tears fell again unsatisfactorily.

Shen Meiling stood not far away, looking at her sad look without any disturbance in her heart.

Maybe she shouldn't have let Wenzhou mess with this woman in the first place!

When they arrived at the cemetery, Yu Wei stood in the crowd holding a black umbrella, holding a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums in her hand, and waited until everyone left the cemetery.

Yu Wei placed the flowers in front of his tombstone, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped away the rain on the photo, revealing his handsome face.

But the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it couldn't be wiped away no matter how hard it was wiped, and it even blurred her vision.

Yan Wenzhou, I don’t believe you just left like this.

You're just kidding me, right?

Sensing the sound of footsteps behind her, Yu Wei wanted to turn around, but someone had already covered her mouth and nose, and she fainted in the next second.

……

When Yu Wei woke up, she found that her hands and feet were tied.

"woke up."

Shen Meiling's voice sounded, and Yu Wei raised her head and saw Shen Meiling sitting on a chair with a fruit knife in her hand.

Yu Wei sat up and looked at her calmly, "What do you want to do?"

"Yu Wei, do you know how much Wenzhou likes you?" Shen Meiling stood up and walked slowly towards Yu Wei.

Yu Wei felt a sting in her heart, "I don't need you to tell me how much he likes me!"

Shen Meiling put the cold blade against Yu Wei's face and slowly slid it down to the aorta on her neck, "I really want to slit your neck to see whose blood is flowing inside! "

The knife was obviously close to her neck, but she was not afraid at all. She even had a vague crazy idea. If the knife cut down and she died, would she be able to see him again?

"What do you want to do?"

"Are you curious why he insisted on marrying Luo Sihan?" Shen Meiling asked with a smile, "I threatened him. Do you know what I threatened him with?"

Shen Meiling raised her chin with the tip of the knife and looked at her cold face, "Is Song Qinghe unwilling to tell you who your biological father is?"

Yu Wei didn't respond.

"Do you know why?" Shen Meiling laughed, leaned close to Yu Wei's ear, and lowered her voice, "Because she didn't know either. After all, so many people had sex with her that night. How did she know she was pregnant?" Whose seed is it!”