Father Ruan's funeral was finally scheduled for three days later.
Before his death, the old man had repeatedly told Steward Liu that he didn't want to make a big deal out of his own affairs.
Therefore, this funeral of the Ruan family, only a few friends and relatives who had made good friends in the past were invited, and it was held in a very low-key manner.
According to the wishes of the old man before his death, he will be buried with the late Mrs. Ruan in the Xiaoshan Cemetery in the north of the city.
On the day of the funeral, Ruan Zhiyin put on a solemn black suit and trousers, stood there with a calm expression, and politely greeted the guests who came to express their condolences.
Over there, Gu Linlang and Ye Yanchu had just finished offering condolences to Mr. Ruan, and silently walked to her side.
"Yinyin, birth, old age, sickness and death are common occurrences, so be careful."
Gu Linlang had no relatives, but she also remembered the lengthy sadness when the dean passed away.
She has received support from the old man and has respect in her heart. It's just that instead of experiencing unbearable pain, leaving is a relief for the elderly.
Ruan Zhiyin heard the words, nodded slowly, and barely raised the corners of her mouth: "Well, I know."
These days, I've been busy dealing with the old man's death and dealing with all kinds of people politely and decently. After the initial surge of emotions passed, she seemed to gradually become numb.
Looking at the familiar photo on the tombstone, Ruan Zhiyin knew in her heart that this was the joyful smile that grandpa should have.
Maybe Cheng Yuelin was right, she should get used to facing her grandfather in a different way, instead of letting herself stay in a depressed mood.
Looking up at her friend who was still worried, Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'm fine, I'm just not used to it."
Ye Yanchu didn't know how to comfort her, so she simply took Ruan Zhiyin's hand and changed the subject: "I think Mr. Qin just called Lin Jingfei over there."
Grandpa Qin was a close friend of Grandpa Ruan during his lifetime. Even if the marriage contract between Ruan Zhiyin and Qin Jue was annulled, the Qin family would definitely come on this occasion.
Just now, Elder Qin came over and said a few words to Ruan Zhiyin, and then called Lin Jingfei who had been silent all the time.
"Fang Weilan doesn't like Lin Jingfei, but the old man Qin looked at him fine. After all, he looked at the younger generation." After Gu Linlang finished speaking, she frowned.
Ye Yan first glanced at Lin Jingfei, who was dressed in black not far away: "Grandpa Ruan died, but she was the most embarrassing one, suddenly a younger brother popped out, and I don't know how the will will be divided, but now it's safe and sound. A lot."
Father Ruan's will has long been drawn up, and it will only be announced after the funeral.
Both Lin Cheng and Lin Jingfei may inherit part of the estate, but Lin Jingfei's relationship with her father, Lin Cheng, is now quite embarrassing.
In the past few days of preparing for the funeral, except for Lin Cheng, everyone else has been living in the old house to take care of Grandpa Ruan's relics. During this period, Lin Jingfei remained silent, her eyes were red and swollen every day.
And the happiest of these two days should be Lin Cheng. After all, the old man's will has no chance to be changed.
"It's time for her to learn some lessons." Gu Linlang sighed and frowned, "But one yardage is one yardstick. In this matter, Lin Cheng is not a good thing."
As Ruan Zhiyin's good friend, of course she didn't like Lin Jingfei, and she had been in the face of her.
But several people understood that whether it was Lin Jingfei who dragged Qin Jue to stir up scandals or took advantage of Jiang Anzheng to let Qin Jue escape from marriage, there must be a hint from Lin Cheng.
Lin Jingfei deserved it now, but people like Lin Cheng made Gu Linlang even more disgusted.
Ye Yan looked at the men on the other side of the crowd and suddenly said, "Senior Cheng did a good job this time, and the rest of the Lin family couldn't come."
Whether it was a funeral or a funeral, Lin Cheng and the Lin family were stopped outside the cemetery by someone sent by Cheng Yuelin.
After all, Cheng Yuelin was only the grandson-in-law of the old man, and his reputation must be hampered by doing so decisively, but Ruan Zhiyin was still very moved.
She also didn't want to see the Lin family appear at her grandfather's funeral. Cheng Yuelin did this to help her bear all the rumors.
Thinking of this, Ruan Zhiyin smiled and said, "It's time to thank him."
But he always said no thanks.
When Gu Linlang heard Ruan Zhiyin's words, she glanced at her, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in her words: "Yinyin, what do you think now?"
After speaking, seeing Ruan Zhiyin's face slightly startled, Gu Linlang knew that she was busy preparing for the funeral, and she didn't have time to think about other things.
So she shook her head and looked at Ye Yanchu: "Okay, let's go first."
Ruan Zhiyin: "I will send you."
"No, you're still busy."
Gu Linlang stopped her footsteps, looked at Cheng Yuelin not far away, and turned to leave with Ye Yanchu.
She knew that Ruan Zhiyin had always been a decisive person. Some things will soon become clear to you.
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Watching Gu Linlang and Ye Yanchu leave, Ruan Zhiyin's thoughts were immersed in Gu Linlang's sudden words just now, and it took a while for her to recover.
Who knew that as soon as he raised his head, his vision was blocked by the figure of a man.
"Zhiyin."
In front of him was Qin Jue, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Facing Ruan Zhiyin's dull phoenix eyes, Qin Jue's Adam's apple slipped down, her eyes were burning, and her voice was dyed low.
"I know you don't want to see me, but if you need any help, you can contact Zhai Xu, don't... always carry it yourself."
He hadn't seen Ruan Zhiyin for a long time.
Qin Jue didn't want to arouse Ruan Zhiyin's disgust too much, and it was not good for him to go to the company to block her, but in this way, he would not have the chance to meet her.
Knowing that Mr. Ruan passed away, Qin Jue was worried about Ruan Zhiyin and wanted to come to her urgently, but he was afraid of causing trouble for her.
After all, now he does not have a suitable identity to accompany her to deal with all this.
The only way to see her is by attending the funeral.
When he looked at her from a distance just now, Qin Jue felt that Ruan Zhiyin was a little haggard. He wanted to comfort her and help her solve the troubles in the future, but he was afraid that she would be in a hurry to distance herself from him.
Thinking of this, Qin Jue said quickly, "Zhiyin, don't rush to refuse first, you have helped me a lot in the past, haven't you?"
He knew that she was always very clear with people, otherwise, she would not be willing to accept his help.
Hearing Qin Jue's words, Ruan Zhiyin took a slow breath and looked at him: "Anyway, thank you for coming to mourn Grandpa."
Qin Jue paused for a while, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled at her: "Grandpa Ruan is also my elder."
This was already the time when Ruan Zhiyin had the best attitude towards him.
Seeing that Qin Jue had no intention of leaving, Ruan Zhiyin frowned, looked past him, and subconsciously glanced at the man surrounded by guests not far away.
He happened to be looking at Cheng Yuelin's gaze, and his heart was inexplicable, as if through this gaze, he heard his voice ringing in his ears—
"Ruan 嘤嘤, restrain yourself."
Ruan Zhiyin lowered her head with her eyes wandering. As for what Qin Jue said behind her, she could no longer hear it clearly, and only nodded perfunctorily.
Seeing this, Qin Jue thought she had listened to what she said, and felt more relieved.
But in the end, he didn't dare to say too much to make her unhappy, so he paused slightly and turned away with reluctance.
On the other side, Qian Fan said angrily, "Brother Lin! Damn, that shameless Qin Jue dares to talk to his sister-in-law!"
If Cheng Yuelin hadn't stopped him, Qian Fan would have wanted to rush up directly and pull that unsightly guy Qin Jue away from Ruan Zhiyin!
Cheng Yuelin frowned slightly, his eyes were cold, and he said solemnly, "He is also a guest on this occasion, so be careful."
After a pause, he said again: "Wait for him to walk over before going over."
After all, today is Father Ruan's funeral, Ruan Zhiyin definitely doesn't want to leave people to talk about, and he can't ignore her face.
That being said, Cheng Yuelin's eyes were always locked on the two people not far away.
Qian Fan carefully looked at the stern aura exuding from the man's body, did not dare to say more, turned to look at Fu Chenyuan, who was playing with his cell phone with a calm face.
It wasn't until Qin Jue turned to leave that Cheng Yuelin eased his face, and Qian Fan felt relieved.
—
After Qin Jue left, Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief.
When they went to see Cheng Yuelin again, the other party had already walked towards her with Qian Fan and others.
As high school alumni, Qian Fan, Fu Chenyuan, and Ruan Zhiyin all knew each other, but they didn't know each other very well.
"Hello, Qian Fan." Ruan Zhiyin greeted Qian Fan with a smile, then looked at Fu Chenyuan, who was beside him, and nodded, "Lawyer Fu."
Qian Fan was flattered and said with a smile: "Good sister-in-law, good sister-in-law."
As for Fu Chenyuan, he was very direct, leisurely took out a business card and handed it to Ruan Zhiyin, "Miss Ruan, if you need legal services involving inheritance disputes in the future, you can contact me."
The tone was too direct, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
Cheng Yuelin glanced at her and nodded: "His professional ability is good, you can think about it."
Qian Fan also helped: "Yes, yes, sister-in-law, you don't have to be polite to him."
Ruan Zhiyin hesitated for a while, then reached out to take the other party's business card and said with a smile, "Thank you, if you really need it, I will trouble Lawyer Fu."
She had heard of Fu Chenyuan's reputation for filing lawsuits, and she knew that the other party was difficult to invite, and she did not reject the other party's good intentions.
Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan just said hello to Ruan Zhiyin after their condolences. After a brief chat, Qian Fan said goodbye.
"Sister-in-law, let's go first. If you have time in the future, come to the club with Brother Lin to play."
The club that Qian Fan mentioned was naturally Jin Huang, which was funded by him and Wang Xin and others. Therefore, Qian Fan is also half of Jin Huang's boss.
The other party put those words aside and turned to leave.
And Ruan Zhiyin stared at the backs of Qian Fan and Fu Chen who were moving away, and finally realized something was wrong.
Qian Fan's attitude towards her just now was a little too enthusiastic, and the sister-in-law's call was sincere.
Didn't Cheng Yuelin tell Qian Fan that the two of them were fake marriages
Seeing Ruan Zhiyin's doubtful eyes, Cheng Yuelin coughed lightly and said lightly, "Qian Fan can't hide things, so tell him it's inappropriate."
"Oh."
Hearing the man's explanation, Ruan Zhiyin nodded as if enlightened, and then heard a vague conversation between Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan who had gone far away—
"Lawyer Fu, this driver said that the road is not easy to find, why don't you take me all the way."
"No time, think of a way yourself."
"Damn, are you going to pick up your ambiguous partner again? Fu Chenyuan, they have been ambiguous with you for so long, maybe they are just a sea king who uses you as a spare tire, don't lose your head."
Ruan Zhiyin: "…"
It looks like he can't hide his words.
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In the evening, the funeral was over.
Ruan Zhiyin and Cheng Yuelin did not return to the villa, but drove back to the Ruan family's old house together.
In the quiet living room, apart from Lin Cheng and Lin Jingfei, who were sitting apart, there were Ji Yijun and another middle-aged man in a neat suit.
Ruan Zhiyin understood, presumably the other party was Mr. Ruan's estate lawyer Chai Song.
After Mr. Ruan passed away, Chai Song and Ruan Zhiyin spoke on the phone to inform her that Mr. Ruan's will will be announced at the old house after the funeral.
Lin Cheng was unable to attend the funeral, so he arrived at the old house early in the morning, but Chai Song insisted on waiting for everyone to arrive before reading the will, and he could only wait until now.
Seeing Ruan Zhiyin entering the door, Lin Cheng's tone was a little impatient: "Lawyer Chai, can you declare your will now?"
Chai Song was very professional, he didn't care about Lin Cheng, nodded silently, and stood up after Ruan Zhiyin and Cheng Yuelin took their seats.
"Hello everyone, I am Mr. Ruan Lao's lawyer Chai Song. I was entrusted by him to announce Mr. Ruan's will to everyone."
Ruan Zhiyin nodded calmly: "Hello, lawyer Chai."
Chai Song looked back politely, and then cut to the topic: "Mr. Ruan revised his will for the last time half a month ago. In his last will, he appointed three heirs."
"The 14 properties and fund deposits under Mr. Ruan's name will be divided equally among the three designated heirs based on the current market value."
Ruan Zhiyin and the others listened silently, their expressions unchanged.
Lin Cheng's expression became more solemn after hearing Chai Song mention the three heirs.
In recent years, Mr. Ruan has indeed been partial to Ruan Zhiyin, but he has always been good to Lin Jingfei, his granddaughter.
Ji Yijun is the adopted son of Mr. Ruan who has gone through the adoption procedures, and is also the nominal son.
There were only three heirs to the estate, and Ruan Zhiyin certainly knew what Lin Cheng was worried about.
But even when she was prepared, she clenched her fingertips in surprise when she heard what Chai Song said next.
Chai Song's words were clearly heard in everyone's ears—
"Mr. Ruan owns 40% of Ruan's shares, of which 30% is owned by his granddaughter, Miss Ruan. Miss Lin and Mr. Cheng will inherit the remaining 5%."
Except for Ji Yijun, everyone else was shocked.
Ruan Zhiyin never thought that the other heir was neither Ji Yijun nor Lin Cheng, but Cheng Yuelin, who had only been married to her for more than two months.
She didn't know whether her grandfather's decision was because of herself, or whether she simply liked Cheng Yuelin, the grandson-in-law.
Turning her head to meet the man's ordinary gaze, Ruan Zhiyin chuckled and shook her head, whispering in his ear, "You are very fond of Grandpa."
"Well, it proves that Grandpa has a good vision."
Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows at her with a smile, his tone was calm, but it directly stimulated Lin Cheng, who was sitting on the other side.
"How can this be!"
Lin Cheng's emotions were a little out of control, obviously he didn't want to believe that his years of hard work had been in vain, and Ruan Zhiyin and Cheng Yuelin who came out halfway took away most of his inheritance!
"Brother-in-law, why are you so excited?"
Ji Yijun glanced at Lin Cheng lightly, and called Lin Cheng 'brother-in-law' after a long absence.
"It's my fault too. The old man mentioned to me twice about inheritance. I think we are all elders, so it's not easy to grab something from the younger generation."
"So I simply suggested to Uncle Ruan that we don't have to think about the two of us. Now that I'm getting old, it's time to be self-reliant, right?"
It was the first time Ruan Zhiyin saw Ji Yijun say such a heart-wrenching remark.
In terms of age, Ji Yijun is not yet forty, which is obviously different from Lin Cheng, who is already over fifty.
As for the other party's decision to give up the inheritance, Ruan Zhiyin was not surprised.
After all, Ji Yijun moved out of the Ruan family when he was an adult. After Ruan Shengwen's death, he did not interfere in the Ruan family's affairs. He seemed to have no interest in the Ruan family.
Lin Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his face flushed, and he frowned and retorted: "How can Jingfei be the granddaughter of the old man, how could he have given all the 30% shares to this girl."
When Ji Yijun heard the words, he chuckled: "Lin Cheng, did you forget something. 25% of the 40% of the shares of the old man was left by Brother Shengwen, which should have been given to Yinyin."
This principle is just like Ruan Lingfang left her 10% shares to her daughter Lin Jingfei.
Mrs Ruan grew up when Ruan Shengwen was alive. At that time, Mr. Ruan wanted to hand over the company to his son, and he also transferred shares to his sons and daughters.
It was just that when Ruan Shengwen and his wife died, Ruan Zhiyin had not been brought back to the Ruan family, and the only legal heir was Mr. Ruan.
Apart from Ruan Chengwen's 25% of the shares, Mr. Ruan just gave the remaining 15% to Ruan Zhiyin's three juniors, and he couldn't say any favoritism.
Lin Cheng still seemed reluctant to admit the will of the old man Ruan, pointed at Cheng Yuelin and frowned: "But he is just an outsider, how could the old man—"
"Lin Cheng, Cheng Yuelin is my husband, not an outsider of the Ruan family." Ruan Zhiyin interrupted Lin Cheng and sneered, "If he is an outsider, what is your illegitimate child in your marriage?"
"You have the time to make a fuss here, why don't you find a way out for the Lin family. Do you think you can still be the general manager?"
Lin Cheng heard the words and snorted: "Ruan Zhiyin, don't forget, I still have 10% of the shares held on behalf of me. Even if you want to pull me down, you have to ask other shareholders to agree."
Even if he failed to get the shares, he was not without support. Lin Cheng has been deeply entangled with the rest of Ruan's shareholders over the years, and these people will not be easily wooed by Ruan Zhiyin.
If he gives up enough benefits and negotiates an agreement with the rest of the shareholders in private, he still has room to turn around.
"Pull it down?" Ruan Zhiyin shook her head and laughed, "Lin Cheng, if you can no longer be the general manager yourself, do I still need to bother to pull you down?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you are suspected of misappropriating the company's funds and harming the company's rights and interests. I have the right to file a lawsuit against you."
Lin Xingcheng finally calmed down, chuckled lightly, and looked at her calmly: "Ruan Zhiyin, if you want to catch me, you must have evidence."
"Yinyin, my uncle has never done anything to harm the interests of the company."
All business flows related to him are handled cleanly in Nguyen's internal financial statements.
Ruan Zhiyin couldn't find it.
This point, Lin Cheng has no fear.
"No?" Ruan Zhiyin lowered her eyes, took out a document from her bag and handed it to Lin Cheng, "Then look, are these enough?"
"You violated the restrictions in the overseas medical cooperation agreement with T&D, and transferred the funds in the cooperation project to the overseas account. And I, as the largest shareholder of T&D, will formally file a lawsuit against you."
Once the charges are convicted, Lin Cheng will be imprisoned for more than five years.
Even if he is still thinking of seeking cooperation from other shareholders, the position of general manager will not last.
Realizing this, Lin Cheng raised his head in shock: "Did you deliberately lure me into the previous medical cooperation case?"
Although Ruan Zhiyin participated in the company's business in the early days of T&D's founding, she has since quit.
Lin Cheng never thought that Qin Jue would give Ruan Zhiyin 30% of the shares!
"Lin Cheng, don't always blame others, you are too greedy yourself."
"Okay, Qin Jue actually gave you 30% of the shares. He has a deep love for you." Lin Cheng gritted his teeth, suddenly looked at Cheng Yuelin, and pointedly said, "Mr. Cheng is not afraid. Someone wears a green hat?"
Cheng Yuelin glanced at the information in Lin Cheng's hand, and raised his eyebrows casually.
"Oh?" He smiled and asked back, "What am I afraid of? These shares..."
Halfway through the words, Cheng Yuelin glanced at Ruan Zhiyin lightly, and his voice was neither salty nor light, "It's the common property of our husband and wife."
"Are you right? Yin Yin."
Lin Cheng: "…"
The author has something to say: Cheng Zai: When necessary, I can eat hard rice or soft rice.
As for Qin Jue—a laborer, a laborer’s soul.