A motorcade slowly drove away from Tianhai Mountain.
In one of the Rolls-Royces, Wen Renhong looked at his niece with some worry: "Are you sure that the old man has written a will before, appointing you to be the next head of the Wenren family?
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He still can't believe that he would actually risk the disapproval of the world and pass on the position of head of the family to a woman in her twenties.
Wenren Muxue wore a filial piety hat, her pale face full of sadness: "Originally, my grandfather planned to pass the position of head of the family to my father first, and then my father would pass the position to me."
"Unfortunately, my father's physical condition is getting worse day by day. Grandpa also knows that my father can't hold on for long. Half a month ago in the evening, he called me to the study, wrote a will in front of me, and placed the will in the study.
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"He told me that after his death, there will definitely be disagreements in the family over the succession of the throne. As long as I come up with this will, no matter who wants to be the head of the family, they can only act in accordance with the will and help me
Stabilize the family situation and let the Wenren family run smoothly."
When Wen Renhong heard this, his face became moved.
"Then do you know where this will is in the study?"
"I don't have any other intention. I just make preparations in advance and get the will as soon as I get off the bus, so as not to be taken advantage of by the third brother, which will be detrimental to us."
Wen Ren Muxue raised her head, looked at him and said: "There is a lamp next to the pillow on Grandpa's bed. Turn the lamp holder 180 degrees clockwise and it will open the mechanism under the bed. Grandpa's will is there."
"organ?"
Wen Renhong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, don't worry, as long as my second uncle is here, I will definitely help you uphold justice and support you to become the head of the family. No one can stop you!"
After saying that, he took a deep breath, turned around and sat upright in the chair again.
In his eyes, there was a look of greed that could not be concealed, but it flashed past without any trace.
The residence of the Wenren family.
White wreaths and paper money filled the sky, firmly covering this deep house compound with a layer of white snow.
On the occasion of the funeral of Mr. Wenren, this place was still heavily guarded.
The aura of the great master can be found in every corner of the mansion.
A group of people emerged from the Villa and walked towards the old man's former residence without stopping.
"We received orders from the second master to enter the old master's study and look for a relic of the old master."
In front of the study door, a middle-aged man took out the order for the second room and showed it to the guard in front of the door:
"It concerns the burial time of the old man. Please get out of the way quickly to avoid ruining the family affairs!"
The guards are three powerful Grand Masters. They are all close followers who have followed the old man all their lives. All of them have stepped into the most powerful level of terror. They did not follow the old man's funeral car to Luoyu Mountain and guarded here until
The next new owner will move in here.
"What do you want to take?" an old man asked.
"It is a major matter related to the funeral of the old man. It is inconvenient to reveal it to you. It is a serious matter. Please let me go immediately!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man walked directly into the study room.
"According to the last wish of the old patriarch, we will guard this place and wait for the new patriarch to enter the study. If the new patriarch is not seen, no one is allowed to enter!"
The old man suddenly roared, and his momentum spread, forming a huge airflow that directly knocked the middle-aged man away.
However, before the middle-aged man could stand up, he saw a companion standing next to the old man, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly took action!
"puff!"
A flash of blood burst out directly from the old man's chest.
A bloody palm, holding a beating heart through the back, was suddenly exposed to the air.
"The new owner will come, but the precondition is that you must die."