"Because I am old, I have made this will to entrust the property in my name to my daughter-in-law, Ms. Yu Guzhi, with full authority to handle it."
Yu Guzhi!
Isn’t it Mrs. Ling’s maiden name?!
How could Mr. Ling give all his property to Mrs. Ling? Not to mention everyone here, even her biological daughter Ling Xuanyue couldn't believe it. Mother and grandfather have always been at odds. Such an arrangement is too unbelievable. Let me ask, what is the meaning of this?
How could a sane person make such a big difference between the wills made half a year before and after? Anyone with any brains can guess the trick in this.
"It turns out that someone has laid out the plan a long time ago. No wonder he has been so confident from the beginning..." Ling Chengxuan was shameless, Rujun's eagle eyes were sharp: "Yu Guzhi, do you really think you can get the share with that bullshit will?"
Inheritance? Stop dreaming, the Ling family’s property will not fall into the hands of someone with a foreign surname!"
Mrs. Ling's heart was cold. The relationship between husband and wife for decades was as thin as paper. The man she once loved deeply did not hesitate to break up with her for money. She should have seen through it a long time ago. In this case, she had nothing to be polite about. She sneered coldly.
Said: "You are right. Although I have a foreign surname, my son does not. He is an upright member of the Ling family and is qualified to inherit the inheritance."
"Ling Ye?" Ling Chengxuan's eyes fell on Ling Ye who was sitting on the sofa. He happened to meet his indifferent gaze, and he suddenly shivered and looked away in embarrassment.
Ling Ye narrowed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa. It seemed that Mrs. Ling couldn't wait to take action. This matter had been buried in everyone's minds for many years, and it was time to unravel it.
Ling Ruoxian couldn't stand it anymore and smiled to ease the atmosphere: "Sister-in-law, since this property is all for A-ye, then sit down and talk calmly so as not to hurt the relationship between the couple. No matter what dad decides, we will have no complaints."
"Who said the property is for him?" Mrs. Ling stretched out her hand, pointed her index finger at Ling Ye, and said bitterly: "He is not my son at all!" After that, she took out her mobile phone, dialed the number, and called the person on the other end of the receiver to come in.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ling Chengxuan angrily snatched Mrs. Ling's cell phone and threw it to the ground. Ling Ye is not her son? This is really the biggest joke in the world. Who doesn't know the story of the Ling family more than 20 years ago?
The eldest daughter-in-law gave birth to a child with dark green eyes?!
The ancestors of the Ling family were British aristocrats. In the earliest days, every generation of men had dark green eyes. However, later on, they gradually became less common. Even he and his father did not inherit it. In this generation,
Ling Ye just came out. If he is not a child of the Ling family, how can he explain his dark green eyes?
"I'm not talking nonsense." Mrs. Ling trembled all over and shouted with all her strength: "He is the son of that bitch Yu Manhua!"
What?!
"Manhua?" Ling Chengxuan's heart seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer. The face of that elegant woman appeared in his mind, with a small glutinous rice mole and a pointed chin. She was so beautiful that it was beyond the world. He heard it right. She
Say, Ling Ye is Manhua’s son? Wouldn’t that be...
Frantically grabbing Mrs. Ling's arm, his eyes were red: "Say it again! Didn't Manhua's child die at birth? How could Aye be her son?"