Wenxuan's face was a little serious, he looked at her and said, "I just answered a phone call."
"Oh? Whose?" He Mengjie couldn't help but ask.
Wenxuan answered in a low voice: "It's the Yuan family's phone number."
He Mengjie immediately sat up straight and asked with a slightly nervous voice: "Why are they calling you so late?"
Wenxuan looked at her and replied: "Yuan Hao is seriously ill and is hospitalized. He asked me to revise his will."
He Mengjie's body stiffened suddenly, and she couldn't tell what she was feeling.
Seriously ill and hospitalized... How could this happen! Doesn't he look very healthy? How could he be seriously ill and hospitalized in just half a year?
Wenxuan slowly came closer, put his arms around her, and asked softly: "Do you want to come with me?"
He Mengjie's heart twitched slightly, then she shook her head and said, "I'm not going. No one is watching Tingyu, and I have nothing to do with them!"
Wenxuan pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "It's okay if you don't go tonight. I'll go and see what's going on first."
He Mengjie couldn't help but ask: "What disease does he have?"
Wenxuan shook his head: "I don't know either. These days, Mr. Yuan and I have less contact. Most legal matters are handled by dedicated employees. That is, last year, when you had a lawsuit with him,
Also, he asked me to make a will for him a long time ago, so I had more personal contact with him."
After Wenxuan said this, he was silent for a while and then said: "I'm thinking that if he wants to modify his will, he must modify the part about you..."
He Mengjie stiffened her neck stubbornly and said, "I don't want his property!"
Wenxuan gently stroked her head and said softly: "Little fool, now is not the time to be angry. Legally speaking, you have the right to inherit his inheritance, and you deserve it. Why don't you want to?"
"I...I just don't want it!" He Mengjie was still stubborn.
Wenxuan leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, and said: "Okay, okay, we will talk about this later. Now, I have to go to the hospital. You can take Haotingyu at home, okay?"
He Mengjie nodded.
Wenxuan went upstairs, and after a while he came down and changed his clothes. He put on his shirt and trousers again, and he became the lawyer again.
He Mengjie stood at the door with her arms around Wen Tingyu and watched Wenxuan drive away slowly, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.
That night, when she gave Wen Tingyu a bath and coaxed her to sleep, she always felt a little absent-minded.
Although she insisted that she had nothing to do with Yuan Hao, did she think so in her heart? She knew very well, absolutely not.
At the very least, she took other people's money to study. She took advantage of other people's shortcomings.
Even if she doesn't admit it, she has to admit that she and Yuan Hao have an indelible relationship flowing in their blood.
He Mengjie couldn't fall asleep. When she closed her eyes, her mother's loving face and Yuan Hao's regretful expression always appeared alternately in her mind. In the end, she had no choice but to sit up and go downstairs to wait for Wenxuan in the living room.
Wenxuan came back very late, almost into the early morning. He opened the door and saw He Mengjie still sitting on the sofa watching TV. He was slightly surprised, and then he threw himself on the sofa and hugged her tightly into his arms.
He Mengjie hugged him, saying nothing or asking anything.
Wenxuan said it himself: "Yuan Hao had liver cancer. It only took a month or two for him to find out. It was already in the advanced stage, very quickly. He fell into a coma several times in the past two days. After he woke up, he had someone give him to me.