She didn't want Qiao Nian to confront Nie Qingru, but when she learned the truth, her blood boiled and she wanted to find someone to confide her emotions.
Qiao Nian responded: "Yes."
Xie Yun really couldn't laugh, so she pulled the corners of her mouth and then gave up. She rummaged through her bag and took out a document and handed it to Qiao Nian.
"this is for you."
"what?"
Qiao Nian took the thing from her, glanced down and was stunned.
Seeing her stunned, Xie Yun finally smiled and said, "This is what your uncle left for you."
When she mentioned Ji Lingfeng, her smile faded a little, but she still tried to curl her lips, asked Qiao Nian to take the document, and said, "He suddenly vomited blood in the study. At that time, He Lin and I rushed in. He Lin was busy calling a taxi and a doctor, and I happened to see this document on his desk."
In Qiao Nian's hand was a signed and sealed will.
Ji Lingfeng transferred eighty percent of his property to her name.
Xie Yun had of course read the document, and was quite open-minded: "I took it away because I was afraid that if he fell, He Lin and I would not be able to control the old guys in Juyi Hall. If those people saw the will, it might not fall into your hands. I think this is his wish, so I put it away for him. Fortunately, you are here, so I will give it to you, so that I don't have to worry about leaving it with me."
Qiao Nian pursed her lips, as if to return the file to her: "I..."
"Don't give it to me." Xie Yun knew what she wanted to do, and she held it with her hand to resist, and whispered, "I know you are not short of money, and I don't want to use this to get close to you. After all, we have been married for more than 20 years, and he is dying soon. I can't let him close his eyes."
After Xie Yun stuffed the things into her hands, she didn't give Qiao Nian a chance to refuse. She let go of her hand and raised her eyes to smile at her, and said calmly, "I'll go see him."
As she spoke, she gathered the shawl on her shoulders, straightened her hair, made herself look as noble and calm as ever, and walked towards Ji Lingfeng's ward.
Wait until she disappears.
Ye Wangchuan, who was standing behind the girl, patted her shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Qiao Nian felt the touch on her shoulder and came back to her senses. Her pretty face had a complicated expression. She clenched the thin but heavy paper in her hand and pulled the corner of her mouth: "I was thinking that some people want you to die, while others try every means to treat you well."
And these two types of people happen to be the same type of people—people who are related to her by blood!
Ye Wangchuan raised the corner of his lips, his eyes sharp and deep: "Want to save Emperor Ji?"
Qiao Nian turned around and slapped the will into his arms expressionlessly, still looking very arrogant: "If you don't save me, it has nothing to do with me!"
After saying this, he walked out without looking back.
Ye Wangchuan didn't chase after him. He held the will that Qiao Nian threw into his arms between his fingers. With a quick glance, he knew how much Ji Lingfeng wanted to compensate her.
Eighty percent of Ji Lingfeng’s private assets are in this will, which is a document stamped and signed and notarized by a lawyer.
Based on this will, even if Ji Lingfeng died suddenly in the future, Qiao Nian would not have the time to take over the Ji family according to his wishes.
They can also rely on these industries to rise up as a dazzling new elite in the Independent Continent. Within ten years, they may not be worse off than the Ji family.
Ji Lingfeng meant to empty the Ji family in order to provide Qiao Nian with a way out.
Ye Wangchuan folded the things that Qiao Nian threw to him and put them away, so that she wouldn't be unable to find them when she needed them later. Just at this time, Nan Tianyi came to find him.
Ye Wangchuan followed him and left first.
(End of this chapter)