Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

But Song Shiyan did not refute her words, although he knew that the word "care" should be put in quotation marks.

After confirming Wang Yinyin's answer, he reached out and handed her the document he had just taken out.

Wang Yinyin took the document and flipped through it briefly. There were a lot of words in it and she didn't know where to start, so she asked Song Shiyan directly.

"What's in this document?"

Song Shiyan brought a stool to Wang Yinyin and asked her to sit down, perhaps so that she could watch the show with more energy.

But she asked, and she answered.

She is such a lazy person that she doesn't even want to think carefully about the inheritance distribution contract. She is really not afraid of cheating her.

Song Shiyan said clearly, "According to our country's laws, as the spouse, you are the first-line heir and the inheritance right belongs to you, but my brother has made a will with a lawyer before. If he dies, all his deposits and other liquid assets on the books will belong to his spouse, that is, you, and the rest will belong to me."

Wang Yinyin was a little confused, but she understood it roughly. The money belonged to her, but the house, car and two stores belonged to her brother-in-law.

Although she knew that she would have a large sum of money coming into her account, Wang Yinyin was more confused than happy, so she asked Song Shiyan directly: "Then what should I do?"

Song Shiyan looked at Wang Yinyin, who had an extremely beautiful face, but her eyes were staring at him like a rabbit. She looked both beautiful and pitiful.

"How much living expenses does my brother give you every month?"

Wang Yinyin hugged a round pillow beside Song Shiyan's bed and thought for a moment: "My monthly salary is about 4000, and your brother gives me 5000 for living expenses every month."

Song Shiyan nodded, his slender fingers touched his tall nose bridge, his eyes clear and calm.

Wang Yinyin was very confused as to why he was not sad at all about his brother's death. Instead, he started planning his future life before she could come to her senses.

But he didn't ask. Song Shian was already dead, and he now listened to Song Shiyan.

I had just been married to Song Shian for a month and we hadn’t developed any feelings for each other yet. But after I realized that there was someone willing to take care of me, the sadness I felt was almost gone.

Song Shiyan said, "I will be back to school tomorrow afternoon, so things must be dealt with as soon as possible. Just like before, I will deposit 5000 yuan into your card on the first of every month. Just take care of yourself."

After hearing this, Wang Yinyin hurriedly approached him, a pleasant fragrance emanating from her body, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with panic.

"Are you going back to school tomorrow? Can you stay a few more days? I'll ask the teacher for leave for you.

I will be the only one in the house after you leave, and I don’t want to be the only one in the house.”

She wanted to keep him. She couldn't imagine staying alone in this cold home for a month.

Song Shiyan gave him a smile to comfort him, but he couldn't change the pace of his life for her.

"Sister-in-law, I'm in my second year of high school now. It's a critical period for studying, so it's not easy to ask for leave."

Although he couldn't learn anything in school, he hated having his regular life disrupted, and asking for leave was considered an unexpected event.

When Wang Yinyin heard what Song Shiyan said, she realized that she was being stupid.

Her skin is very white, looks delicate and smooth, and usually exudes a faint pink, which looks particularly attractive.

Feeling embarrassed at this moment, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she looked like a hibiscus flower in full bloom.

"Well, then you should study hard. Elementary school isn't very busy, so I can visit you often."

This result is acceptable. It doesn't matter if she comes to visit occasionally.

Song Shiyan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, if you want to come to see me, please send me a message in advance."

Wang Yinyin smiled implicitly and wanted to ask how to deal with Song Shian’s matter specifically, but after thinking about it, she decided not to ask.

Even if I knew it, I couldn't help much, and it would be a waste of Song Shiyan's time to listen to it again.

Song Shiyan looked at Wang Yinyin sitting there motionless. She didn't have anything to discuss with him, but she didn't seem to want to leave either. He closed his eyes slightly.

He knew why she didn't want to leave, but he wanted to read alone now, so he let her go back to her room after enduring for another 5 minutes.

Wang Yinyin's intuition told her that Song Shiyan was getting impatient because she had been sitting here all the time, even though he was still reading a book with a peaceful look on his face.

This experience was very rare for Wang Yinyin. She had always known her attraction to men, but this was the first time a man was impatient with her existence.

She decided to do something to stop him from sending her away.

Wang Yinyin stood up from the stool, walked slowly behind him, bent down and whispered softly in his ear: "Are you hungry now? I'll make you some midnight snack. You must be exhausted after this day."

Her fragrant hair touched Song Shiyan's ears, and he naturally distanced himself from her. There was a warning in his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was very shallow, making him look very cold.

Wang Yinyin didn't know why he looked at her that way. She did that because she hoped he would be happy and like her instincts more, so she naturally didn't guess that it was her behavior that offended him.

She just continued to move closer to him, her charming eyes filled with innocent anticipation, waiting for his answer.

The distance between them was getting closer and closer. Song Shiyan had no room to hide. The book was closed and his eyes were filled with natural and clumsy seduction.

Song Shiyan has never been a passive person. Whether she does it intentionally or not, she must have the initiative in her own hands.

Seeing that Song Shiyan had nowhere to hide, Wang Yinyin put her hands on the back of his chair, the smile on her face became more affectionate, and she moved closer to him little by little.

Her idea was simple, she just hoped that her brother-in-law would like her a little more. She knew that her actions had broken the boundaries of normal interactions between men and women, but who cared.

She just hoped that he would become obsessed with her soon so that he would be willing to support her forever.

She knew that Song Shi'an had said that his younger brother was much richer than him.

Wang Yinyin is not greedy. As long as her living expenses can remain the same, she is fine. She does not have the talent to be a fairy. She just hopes that she can live a better life.

Even if I get Song Shian’s inheritance now, it will not be in my hands. It will definitely be taken away by my parents and given to my eldest brother.

Wang Yinyin moved closer to his handsome face little by little, her small and upturned nose was about to touch his, and their breath blended together.

She didn't plan to kiss him right now. If she broke the window paper now, what if he got angry and didn't want to support her?

When she was about to step back, Song Shiyan grabbed the back of her neck like a naughty kitten and pressed it slightly.

His force was not strong and there was no pain at all. He just grabbed Wang Yinyin's body and pushed her back, making her feel itchy in that area.

There were no calluses on Song Shiyan's hands, but just such a simple touch made Wang Yinyin's body go weak, and she couldn't help but want to fall on him.