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Chapter 268 Chapter 269: Return of Princess Yan (27) Typo has been fixed

Ye Qingxin noticed Gu Jiao's gaze, turned her head and looked back, saw Gu Jiao's dull face and eyes, she smiled at Gu Jiao, the smile didn't reach her eyes, it was just polite.

Even so, that smile was still like the sun, shaking Gu Jiao's eyes.

Gu Jiao stared at the pair of Bi people, in a daze.

"Jiaojiao, don't be sad. It's a good thing for his Feng family to retire. When you got engaged, I saw that the Feng family's purpose was not pure. Your mother insisted on making it for you. Now your mother can't control you. You I'm only 27 now, and the days to come will be long, and I will always meet someone who treats you sincerely."

Madam Yan lovingly stroked Gu Jiao's hair.

Gu Jiao came back to her senses, glanced at Mrs. Yan, and said with a choked voice, "Grandma, I'm tired and want to sleep."

"Okay, you sleep, we won't disturb you." Mrs. Yan gently supported Gu Jiao to lie down, Zhao Youjia reached out to help, but Gu Jiao avoided his touch without a trace.

Zhao Youjia's hands froze in mid-air for a moment, his fingers curled up slowly, and then he retracted his hands as if nothing had happened.

Ye Qingxin, Jing Boyuan and Mrs. Sheng got up, Jing Boyuan said: "Let's go back first."

When Mrs. Yan heard that Ye Qingxin wanted to go back, she hurriedly tucked the quilt up for Gu Jiao, and hurriedly said: "Wait a while, I'll go back with you."

Gu Jiao was stunned for a moment with tears in her eyes, and called softly: "Grandma..." There was a sense of reluctance in her tone.

After the accident, Mrs. Yan's meticulous care and constant protection gave Gu Jiao some comfort in her broken heart.

Without her legs, without a complete family, she can no longer lose the favor of Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan's hurried steps faltered, she turned her head and saw Gu Jiao's pitiful appearance, she couldn't walk away.

Gu Jiao has been by her side since she was more than ten years old. She gave her a lot of laughter when she was in the most painful time, and let her enjoy the joy of children and grandchildren around her knees for more than ten years. Now that her biological granddaughter is back, she loves Ye Qing. Ye Qingxin, but facing Gu Jiao, she was also full of love and affection.

Ye Qingxin looked at Gu Jiao and Mrs. Yan, and said with a smile: "Grandma, why don't you stay here with Sister Jiaojiao, she needs the care of her family now."

Taking retreat as advance, and using it on people who care about you, has always been to no avail.

Mrs. Yan struggled in her cloudy eyes. For a moment, she shook Gu Jiao's hand and coaxed, "Jiao Jiao, grandma has something to do when I go back. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

Gu Jiao's gloomy eyes dimmed a bit, she slowly withdrew the hand held by Mrs. Yan, and nodded slightly.

Mrs. Yan patted Gu Jiao on the shoulder, walked towards Ye Qingxin, held Ye Qingxin's hand, looked at her affectionately and smiled.

Ye Qingxin looked back at Mrs. Yan with a smile on her face, but said nothing.

If Mrs. Yan wanted to stay with Gu Jiao, Ye Qingxin would not stop her. Similarly, if Mrs. Yan wanted to go home to accompany her, she would not refuse.

Gu Jiao was seriously injured, but Ye Qingxin could not make trouble, but could not help in a timely manner.

Ye Qingxin did not forget that at the beginning, Zhao Youjia threatened Doctor Su to tamper with her body because of Gu Jiao. Although it is not clear whether there is a direct connection between Gu Jiao and Gu Jiao behind this incident, an indirect connection is inevitable.

Ye Qingxin didn't forget that if Zhao Youjia succeeded in that matter, how difficult the road ahead would be for herself and Jing Boyuan.

She also has no chance of being the mother of three unborn children in her womb.

Coming out of the hospital, the wind outside is a bit strong, and it is full of warmth on the human skin, mixed with a trace of coolness that does not show a trace, it has the smell of spring, comfortable and pleasant.

Jing Boyuan held Ye Qingxin's hand, and the gentle sunlight shone on their hands, making the picture more beautiful and clear.

Mrs. Sheng sighed, and said: "Jiaojiao is also a child with a hard life. Huang Weijuan's stupid thing has hurt her reputation. In the future, with the Yan family as the backstage, I'm afraid she can't be called a decent man, let alone She looks like this now... because of this child..."

In the eyes of the elderly, nothing is as important as the lifelong events of their children.

Madam Yan also sighed: "Isn't it?"

Back at the Nanshan Villa, it was already twelve o'clock in the noon. Mr. Yan and Mr. Sheng went out to meet old friends, and they will not be at home during the day.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Sheng spread some sweet noodle sauce on the lotus leaf cake, rolled roasted duck slices and cucumber strips, rolled them up and handed them to Ye Qingxin, saying: "Xinxin will come home with me tonight, I have something to say." After a pause, she said to Jing Boyuan, "Ah Yuan also went there together."

Ye Qingxin took the rolled roast duck handed over by Mrs. Sheng, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Sheng smiled: "It's about the will."

Ye Qingxin was taken aback.

will?

She looked at Mrs. Sheng with doubts in her eyes.

Mrs. Sheng glanced at Mrs. Yan, and said: "Your grandfather and I are both old, I don't know how long we can live, and our health is not as good as before. If you say nothing, you will be gone. If you don't arrange the affairs of the future, you and I Grandpa is worried."

Ye Qingxin felt uncomfortable.

The relatives she just met, she feels that there are still many, many times to be with them, but now she tells her that they are old and may leave at any time.

Even if it was the truth, Ye Qingxin couldn't accept it.

Her nose was a little sour, "Grandma..."

"Look at you, what is this doing? We're getting older. This is something that will inevitably happen. You don't need to be sad. It will make you happy to know that you are alive and well in your lifetime, and you will live ten years longer than me."

"Okay, stop talking, eat and eat."

Madam Yan frowned and looked at Ye Qingxin seriously, as if she was thinking about something.

After dinner.

Jing Boyuan went out to do errands, Ye Qingxin watched TV and chatted with the two elderly people at home.

Ye Qingxin's cell phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, she leaned over and took it to see, it was Gu Jiao's number, she was a little surprised, she had almost no contact with Gu Jiao.

After being stunned for a moment, she got up and walked to the hanging chair, and slid down the screen to answer.

"Xinxin." Gu Jiao's weak and hoarse voice came, Ye Qingxin didn't speak, and listened quietly.

Gu Jiao said: "I really envy you. You used to have nothing, but now you have everything. Xinxin, I not only envy you, but I also envy you."

"I'm jealous that you have that man's favor and love, I'm jealous that you are pregnant with his children again and again, I'm jealous that you have become such a prominent status, I'm jealous that you are good-looking."

Ye Qingxin sat on the hanging chair, raised her hand to gently hold the armrest, and interrupted Gu Jiao's words lightly, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The phone side was stunned for a moment, Gu Jiao said: "My mother's matter, please hold your hand high."

Ye Qingxin pursed her lips lightly, but didn't make a sound.

"I apologize to you on behalf of my mother, Xinxin, I'm sorry, my mother sent people to tie you up, because she was afraid that you would come back and take away the glory and wealth that should belong to her, Xinxin, I promise you, as long as you let Jing... Jing Bo Yuan let my mother go, I will not compete with you for everything about the Yan family."

Gu Jiao is like a 24 filial daughter.

Ye Qing thought, she probably didn't know that her leg was smashed by the assailant her mother hired.

"First..." Ye Qingxin rolled up her lips and smiled, "The wealth and glory of the Yan family do not belong to your mother."

"Secondly, everything in the Yan family belongs to grandpa and grandma. In the future, whoever they want to give these wealth to is their freedom. I never thought of competing with or robbing anyone."

"Thirdly, your mother made a mistake, and her own law decides what punishment she should receive. Bo Yuan and I are just ordinary people, not officials, and have no right to interfere in the judicial process."

Ye Qingxin's voice was clear and flat, with no emotion in it.

Gu Jiao was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and then said again: "Xinxin, I beg you, don't let my mother go to jail, she already knows her mistake now, and she regrets it very much, because of me... because I lost a leg Come on, take pity on me, don't let me lose my mother again, okay?"

Ye Qingxin was unmoved, and her tone remained calm, "Do you know what would happen to me if the person your mother asked to kidnap me that day succeeded? They used ether on me, and they didn't care about my children at all. Poor mother, your life is your life, what about me and my children, we deserve to be bullied like this by you?"

"If your mother tied me up, what would she do to me? Huh? Would she feel sorry for me and let me go?"

Gu Jiao was silent.

Ye Qingxin said again: "Gu Jiao, people are doing what the sky is watching. There is a word called "playing with fire and self-immolation". This word is very suitable for you and your mother now."

After hanging up the phone, she let out a long breath of foul air. Immediately, the corner of her mouth lifted into a smile. Gradually, the smile went from the corner of her mouth to her eyes, and then to her heart.

It seems that he is in a good mood.

Ye Qingxin lowered her head and touched her stomach. She has a child now, so she must maintain a good mood at all times.

"Who's calling? We've been talking for so long." Ye Qingxin returned to the sofa, and Mrs. Sheng asked.

Ye Qingxin smiled and said, "A friend."

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Jing Boyuan came back from outside. When he left at noon, he changed into a formal attire, probably because he had to attend some important occasion.

He changed his clothes and went back to Sheng's house with Ye Qingxin and Mrs. Sheng.

Shengjia is located in the best location in Beijing, and enjoys private access to the top ten 18-hole golf courses in the country.

This is Ye Qingxin's second visit to Sheng's house. After she met Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng, she came here once with Mrs. Sheng.

Passing through the majestic porch, the servant opened the entrance door, saw Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan, and the servant called out in a clear voice: "The old lady, miss, and uncle are back."

Jing Boyuan took care of Ye Qingxin as usual and changed the indoor mop. Seeing that Jing Boyuan was willing to let go of his posture for Ye Qingxin, Mrs. Sheng was relieved.

"Hey, this is A Yuan? I can't recognize you squatting here." Sheng Wenqiong stood beside the crowd at some point.

Jing Boyuan gently and meticulously helped Ye Qingxin put on her slippers, arranged the boots she had taken off, stood up, looked calm and indifferent, and looked at Sheng Wenqiong without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Aunt." Following Ye Qingxin, he called Aunt Sheng Wenqiong.

Polite and personable.

Sheng Wenqiong sneered: "For a woman, you are willing to show your face. The dignified boss of Pauway Group is so obsequious to change shoes for a woman, and you are not afraid of being laughed at when you say it."

Jing Boyuan smiled lightly: "Isn't it natural for a husband to change his wife's shoes?"

Ye Qingxin immediately added: "Could it be that uncle hasn't changed aunt's shoes in all these years?"

The husband and wife sang together, implying that Sheng Wenqiong was not favored by her husband.

Sheng Wenqiong's face turned blue.

No woman is willing to be said to be unfavorable to her husband, even if Sheng Wenqiong is past the age of falling in love.

She glared viciously at the pair of men and women standing in the hallway. The man was tall and the woman was delicate and pretty. The harmonious scene made her eyes hurt. She snorted coldly and opened her mouth to say something. Mrs. Sheng cut off her words , "Don't say a few words, don't block the door, why don't you let us in?"

Sheng Wenqiong shut his mouth unconvinced, turned around and walked into the living room bitterly.

In the living room, Mr. Sheng came back from a small gathering with his old friends, and sat at the head of the sofa. Yu Wei sat on his left side. Yu Gengxin was standing in front of the window on the phone. When he saw Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin, Yu Gengxin rushed two The man nodded as a greeting.

Standing on the back side of Mr. Sheng were two middle-aged men who looked very smart and capable, in suits and leather shoes. When they saw Jing Boyuan, they greeted Jing Boyuan: "Mr. Jing." About It is understanding.

Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on the two of them, and he nodded expressionlessly.

The servant served a cup of tea for Jing Boyuan, and a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice for Ye Qingxin.

Several people were seated.

Sheng Wenqiong sat down on Yu Wei's left, Mrs. Sheng sat down on Mr. Sheng's right, and then Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan.

The two of them have been holding hands since they entered the living room. If you look carefully, you will find that it is Jing Boyuan holding Ye Qingxin's hand, as if afraid that she would get lost.

Sheng Wenqiong caught a glimpse of Jing Boyuan's insignificant but pampering and loving behavior from the corner of his eye, and grinned sourly.

At the beginning, her daughter liked Jing Boyuan so much, and she tried her best to match him up, but in the end, Ye Qingxin, an outsider, was taken advantage of. Looking around, Sheng Wenqiong really couldn't see that Ye Qingxin was any better than Yu Qingyou.

Is Jing Boyuan blind?

If it wasn't for Ye Qingxin's intrusion, maybe Yu Qingyou is the hostess of Boway Group now, and Yu Qingyou is also the largest shareholder of Boway Group. If you just say these two things, you don't know how many people you will envy .

The more Sheng Wenqiong thought about it, the more angry she became. This Ye Qingxin not only robbed Yu Qingyou of something that should have belonged to her, but now she is now robbing her of something that belongs to her. It is simply abhorrent.

Not long after, Yu Gengxin hung up the phone and came over, and sat down next to Sheng Wenqiong.

"Hmm!" Seeing that everyone was here, Mr. Sheng cleared his throat, and said, "Everyone is here, Lawyer Mo, let's start."

After saying that, the man standing behind Mr. Sheng on the right side nodded to everyone present, and said: "Good evening, everyone, I, Mo Cheng, a lawyer from Wutong Law Firm, was entrusted by Mr. Sheng Xuefeng to make a will and serve as the will Executor, the will has been notarized by a notary office and has legal effect. Now, on behalf of Mr. Sheng Xuefeng, I will make the will public. Please read the will carefully, and if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me."

As he spoke, he glanced at the person standing on the left of Mr. Sheng.

The man immediately understood, and distributed the materials in his hand to everyone one by one.

Ye Qingxin opened the pages, carefully reading every word and every word, with a sense of peace in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't like wealth, and it's not that she thinks of herself as noble. She always believes that sometimes fate must be there, and there is no time to force it.

To her, the inheritance of the Sheng family is a windfall. If she gets it, it will be icing on the cake. If she doesn't get it, she won't force it.

She has had enough, a loving family, an excellent doting husband who has given her more than enough to enjoy.

Sheng Wenqiong turned over the copy of the will, and the more she looked at it, the more ugly her face became. She threw the will on the coffee table with a 'slap', and she said angrily to Mr. Sheng, "Dad, why should you give her the manor in the eastern suburbs? I don't agree!"

Old Master Sheng was calm, "Except for the manor, the rest is left to you, are you still not satisfied?"

Mrs. Sheng also said, "Wen Qiong, don't mess around."

At the beginning, the two elders really listened to what Ji Yi said, and their daughter knew that Sheng Wenqiong was indeed competitive, and sometimes he did things ruthlessly, although they didn't want to believe that Sheng Wenqiong would do things that would hurt Ye Qingxin, but there were no absolutes in the world, and they didn't want to Looking at Sheng Wenqiong and Huang Weijuan in the future, I don't want Ye Qingxin and their great-great-grandson to be hurt.

The two elders have been thinking together for a long time, and the best way is to make a will.

Among the family properties of the Sheng family, only the Lavender Manor in the eastern suburbs can be compared with the Sheng Group.

Sheng's Group is now controlled by Boway Group, and Ye Qingxin is the largest shareholder of Boway Group, which is equivalent to falling into Ye Qingxin's hands. Now that the manor is given to Ye Qingxin, Sheng Wenqiong is bound to be dissatisfied.

Therefore, Mr. Sheng gave Sheng Wenqiong all the properties other than the Sheng Group and the manor, including movable and immovable properties.

He wanted to soothe the imbalance in her heart.

It's just the result, obviously unsatisfactory.

Sheng Wenqiong was not only unbalanced, but also jealous, "I want the manor, you can give her everything else."

Old Master Sheng looked at Sheng Wenqiong sternly.

Sheng Wenqiong was not frightened by his eyes at all, and said stubbornly: "I must want the manor, otherwise I will not recognize this will."

Mrs. Sheng stared at Sheng Wenqiong, and said: "You still need to admit about making a will? This will has been notarized, you have to agree if you agree, and you have to agree if you don't agree. Do you deserve the manor? That's because Wen Jun is alive. When it was established for Tongtong, did you contribute a penny or a contribution? Wen Jun's things should be inherited by his daughter!"

"Mom!" Sheng Wenqiong refused to accept it, and argued with reason: "But I have been taking care of the manor for so many years. I have worked hard for more than ten years. Why should I give it to others now? What did the manor do?"

Mrs. Sheng: "Don't forget that the income of the manor over the years is in your wallet. How much is the net income of the manor every year? You don't know it? I didn't even ask you to spit out the profits of the manor in previous years. Not enough yet."

"What's more, you take care of the manor? The only thing you do for the manor is to put the money it earns into your pocket."

"Mom..." Sheng Wenqiong turned pale with anger.

Mr. Sheng interrupted her, "Okay, I'm calling you together, not to veto my will, I'm just telling you, if you didn't read the will carefully, Lawyer Mo, read what they didn't see once."

Attorney Mo nodded towards Mr. Sheng, turned to the last page of the will, and read in a straight voice: "If one of the two heirs mentioned in the above will dies, the executor has the right to take back the rights of the other heir. Inheritance, all the above-mentioned properties of the decedent will be donated to the Auto Accident Relief Foundation.”

In short, if either Ye Qingxin or Sheng Wenqiong dies, all the property of the Sheng family will be donated to charity, and the other person will not get any benefit.

The last item was clearly protecting Ye Qingxin.

Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng pondered for a few days and nights, thinking about how to completely dispel Sheng Wenqiong's coveting of Ye Qingxin's manor.

Only this.

Either, take all the property except the estate, or, don't want anything.

Smart people will choose the former, even if they are unwilling, they will choose the former, which is better than not getting anything.

Sheng Wenqiong had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get up or down, looking at Ye Qingxin, she almost burst into flames.

"Mom, how can this be? If something happens to Ye Qingxin, will I have to pay for my property? Am I your own?"

These words were particularly harsh to the ears of others.

Mrs. Sheng looked at Sheng Wenqiong with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Doesn't her daughter have any affection in her heart?

Since Sheng Wenqiong was very young, she has noticed that this daughter is not as caring and sensible as her son. The older she gets, the more obvious this gap becomes.

Sheng Wenjun is excellent, but not arrogant. He always thinks of his family in every possible way. He has a sunny smile every day. It is difficult for people to like it or not. On the other hand, Sheng Wenqiong is impulsive and irritable. Following her, she never cared about other people's feelings.

Over time, the parents' hearts are inevitably biased, and they put all their hopes on their sons.

Later, Sheng Wenjun died unexpectedly. Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng had to transfer all their hopes to Sheng Wenqiong, but Sheng Wenqiong's performance in work and life was not satisfactory. The two elders often secretly missed their son who died young at night.

Seeing her daughter's sour appearance, Mrs. Sheng suddenly felt exhausted. She stood up and said, "The matter of the will is settled like this. It's useless for you to have opinions. After a hundred years from the old man and I, what do you think about the legacy?" If you want it, just follow the will, if you don’t want it, donate everything, that’s fine, I’m a little tired, I want to go back to my room to rest.”

"Xinxin, you and A Yuan go home for dinner, and I won't keep you. Grandma is a little tired. Grandma will go to Nanshan Villa to accompany you in a few days."

Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan got up to say goodbye.

Yu Gengxin sent the two out.

"My mother just has a bad mouth, and she has no bad intentions. Don't take it to heart." Yu Gengxin said.

Ye Qingxin smiled: "It's okay, cousin, we didn't blame aunt, she is an elder, we respect her."

Yu updated: "I'm sorry."

He watched the white Land Rover disappear before turning back to the living room.

Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng were not there, presumably they had gone back to their room, and Yu Wei and Sheng Wenqiong were not there either.

The servant was tidying up the coffee table, and Yu Gengxin asked casually, "Where is he?"

The servant replied: "The old man and the old lady said they were tired and went back to the room to rest. The wife said she had a headache and went back to the room too. The husband is with the wife."

Yu Gengxin nodded, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, and when he took it out, it was Jiang Xiaolou's phone.

The corner of his mouth could not help but twitch a smile, and his bright eyes were full of tenderness.

Jiang Xiaolou asked him to go out for dinner.

After putting away the phone, he turned around and wanted to go out, when the phone rang on the sofa unexpectedly.

Yu Gengxin turned his head subconsciously and looked over. Where Sheng Wenqiong sat before, a white lady's mobile phone kept ringing.

It belongs to Sheng Wenqiong.

Yu Gengxin caught a glimpse of the caller ID on the screen, and it was Mrs. Ge who was usually on good terms with Sheng Wenqiong.

After hesitating for a moment, he took his mobile phone and walked towards Yu Wei and Sheng Wenqiong's room.

The ringing stopped quickly, and he had already reached the door of the room. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when there was a loud bang! '.

Obviously, it was the sound of something hitting the floor hard.

"Why didn't she die in the Yangtze River with Sheng Wenjun!"

The sound insulation effect of the door panel is quite good, but Yu Gengxin can still hear Sheng Wenqiong's roar. It can be seen how loud Sheng Wenqiong's roar is, and the anger in his heart may be even greater.

Yu Gengxin paused when he knocked on the door.

There was a short moment of silence in the door, and Sheng Wenqiong's angrier voice came out, "They are pushing me, and if they push me, I will kill that little bitch, just like killing Sheng Wenjun back then! They all deserve to die!"

"Keep your voice down!" This time, it was Yu Wei who roared.

Yu Gengxin had the illusion of being struck by lightning.

　The typo has been fixed, but it is not 100% free of typos, hehe

　　
　
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