Chapter 1260 Talking about the grave (5)

Just as I was stunned for a moment, Yan Yu woke up. Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, her face was as pale as paper, she moved her mouth gently, and made another move to me asking for paper and pen.

I glanced around and immediately looked for paper and pen to hand it over to her. Then I saw her write a few words: Next time I encounter this situation, don’t worry about me, your safety is the first priority.

When I saw this word, a long-lost emotion spread in my heart and I touched her cheek indulge indulgence, "Follower, this should be my words. Next time I encounter danger, don't worry about me, your safety is the first priority."

She seemed to enjoy my touch, and leaned her cheek towards my arm, looking at me happily.

Just like that, she looked at me, I looked at her.

After watching for nearly a minute, I gently patted her forehead, "I have been here for so long, but I still don't know what's going on in your home. By the way, where is your father? I want to go over and take a look."

She looked tight and made a gesture at me, meaning that I would help her up.

I nodded and immediately helped her up.

She smiled at me, picked up the paper and wrote.

I didn't say anything, stood at the door for a while, took out a cigarette, took a few more sips, and kept thinking about what to do next.

When I saw it, I immediately became angry and cursed: "This woman is too shameless! How can she get this kind of score? Even if she really wants to get a score, it's still half. How can she be qualified to get two-thirds."

She wrote a passage and handed it to me. When I saw it, it said that her father had been doing business in the early years and had saved a lot of money, which looked like he had about 50 million yuan. Yan Yu worked hard in the entertainment industry over the years and made nearly 10 million yuan in wealth. Because she had no idea about money, the money had always been in her father's account.

She looked at me, shook her head desperately, and wrote: "Money is something outside of me. I just want my father to spend the evening peacefully. As long as they and their daughter don't come to cause damage, it's enough."

I took the note and saw that it was written on her family situation, but the content was a bit annoying.

She shook her head and wrote: "In recent years, the woman has transferred most of the money in the family to the wild man on the grounds of treating her father. The remaining money in the family should be less than three million. According to the stepmother's wish, she has taken care of my father over the years, and the house she lives in now should be divided into two-thirds of hers. As for the remaining three million, she will also take away two million.

What it means is that her family is a reorganized family. Her mother died of dysfunction when she was born. Later, her father took her to marry the current woman as her wife, that is, her stepmother. The stepmother also has a daughter, Yan Yu's sister. Like Yan Yu, she is also in the entertainment industry. The difference is that Yan Yu has become a first-line star, while the stepmother's daughter has always been a marginal person in the entertainment industry.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this background that her stepmother often acts like she is the best in the world at home.

Yan Yu once suspected that it was her stepmother who had tampered with it and secretly asked someone to investigate her stepmother, but she found nothing.

This time, she had been writing for a long time. After ten minutes, she handed me the note in her hand.

Seeing this, a string in my heart moved, stood up, walked towards the door. Yan Yu moved behind him and turned his head to see the note in her hand that said, "Don't stand up for me."

I hurriedly asked why.

I told Yan Yu about this idea.

After about half an hour, I sighed and walked into the room. I saw Yan Yu handing me a note. When I saw it, it said, "Help me go see my father."

I was so drunk that I said, "Even so, I should give you the money you made before!"

This huge sense of gap made the stepmother not very popular with Yan Yu, and she gave Yan Yu a lot of expressions.

It is worth mentioning that it was about ten years ago. At that time, Yan Yu's father and his stepmother had just been married for three years, and her father had a strange disease. In the first two years, he was weak in limbs and his head was drowsy all day long, and he could still walk. In the next few years, he was completely paralyzed in bed.

To be honest, for me, what is the best way to share in this family? The money was made by Yan Yu, and of course it was Yan Yu. As for her father's 50 million family fortune, she could go to court to sue.

However, about a year ago, Yan Yu accidentally discovered that his stepmother had a man outside, and the man seemed to have a dark background, and he heard that he was still the leader.

After reading this, I frowned slightly. I have encountered many things like dividing family property in previous funerals, but this is the first time for a family property like hundreds of millions of yuan.

She bit her lip and wrote two words: Property.

After reading this information, I thought a little bit and asked Yan Yu, "Why hasn't that woman divorced your father over the years?"

Her stepmother targeted this money and had been spending no divorce. The purpose was obviously obvious. She planned to share some money after her father passed away, and even embezzled all the family wealth.

A middle-aged man lies on the bed, about fifty years old, perhaps because of his years of bedtime. The man had a lot of white hair on his temples, and he looked a bit indescribable vicissitudes.

She smiled bitterly and wrote: "She has a daughter, so she should be divided into two-thirds."

When he saw us, the middle-aged man said happily: "Yuer, you are back."

Soon, I helped her to the third floor. There were only three houses on the third floor, which looked quite generous. Yan Yu's father lived in the house on the left. I helped her walk over. Without waiting for me to knock on the door, the door slowly opened. It was a house of about 40 square meters. The decoration in the room was extremely monotonous, with only a few simple furniture, and a medium-sized wooden bed was placed at the bottom.

I nodded, quickly helped her out of the bed, and asked again, where her father lived, she raised her hand and pointed to the third floor.

When he said this, the man was full of energy, not like a person who had been ill for many years. More importantly, the man's eyes were particularly deep, giving people a feeling of being unable to see through.

If Yan Yu hadn't told me in advance, I would never believe that this man was about to die.

Let me ask you, how could a dying person have such a loud voice and how his eyes are so deep? It should be noted that ordinary people have extremely low voices and heavy voices, and their eyes are mostly turbid.

With this doubt, I helped Yan Yu walk over and saw Yan Yu write a note and handed it over: Dad, how do you feel?

"It's okay, I can stay with our Yuer for a few years." The middle-aged man smiled, and then, he seemed to remember something, looked at Yan Yu, and said in confusion: "Yuer, why don't you speak?"
Chapter completed!