I want to be my ex-boyfriend's aunt every day

This time, although it was a minor operation, the treatment effect was not as good as the previous medication effect. Xia Hong saw the company's legal affairs officer just after the anesthesia wore off. The two looked at each other, and the man turned back.

"Mr. Xia is awake, ma'am."

Xia Yingying was dozing off, leaning against her mother. Xue Huirong kept an eye on Xia Hong. When she heard the lawyer say that Xia Hong had woken up, she hurried over and grabbed Xia Hong's hand, "Old Xia, you're going to scare me to death, you... woooo."

Those crocodile tears come when they come.

Although Xia Hong opened his eyes and was anxiously tongue-tied, he could not utter a single fluent word. The air was blocked in his throat, and he could neither go up nor down. It was extremely uncomfortable.

"Dad, how do you feel?"

Xia Hong has been having frequent attacks lately, and each one is getting more serious than the last.

Xia Yingying also understood that her father was getting old, and she knew that there was a high possibility that her father would die. With the ideas instilled in her by Xue Huirong, she was even more anxious to seize the ownership of the homestead.

In fact, Xia Yunshu didn't care about all this at all.

If she really wanted this ancestral home, she should have contacted her grandfather and uncle directly.

They could naturally snatch it back for themselves, but in her opinion, it was just external property.

Xia Hong burst into tears.

He secretly exerted force with his hand and grabbed Xia Yingying's hand.

"Yingying, please go out for a moment. You and Uncle Fang wait outside. I have something to tell your father."

After the two left one after another, Xue Huirong closed the door.

The room fell silent, and Xue Huirong looked at her husband who was dying on the hospital bed.

"Lao Xia, you're not in good condition. You could go there at any time. You have to think about us. The company is in a big deficit right now. If you go there in the future..."

Xue Huirong didn't dare to think about her own fate.

Xia Hong obviously understood what was said, and he felt very heartbroken.

When he was bedridden, Xue Huirong was not thinking about how to treat him, but was thinking about how to liquidate his property and how to make himself rich and respectable. Xia Hong was heartbroken.

Xue Huirong's eyes were very frank, "I know, you actually think so too. Yunshu and you have fallen out, and your affairs after death have to be handled by us mother and daughter. This villa is ours, right? Old Xia?"

Only then did he realize that Xue Huirong had been plotting against him all these years.

He burst into tears again.

This time, Xue Huirong also cried with Xia Hong. She looked much more haggard and older.

"Old Xia, we had already drafted the contract when you fainted. I won't read it to you to save you the trouble. Just sign it directly, Old Xia."

After saying that, Xue Huirong took the ballpoint pen from the side and stuffed it into Xia Hong's hand.

Xia Hong suddenly came to his senses and felt even more guilty towards Xia Yunshu and her mother. He slowly raised his arms.

Xue Huirong had already handed the will to Xia Hong, but he didn't sign it. At this critical moment, he slapped him. The loud slap stunned Xue Huirong, "Old Xia, I didn't expect that you are still as irritable as when you were young even though you are sick. I guess you were just as forceful when you taught Xia Yunshu a lesson."

Xue Huirong knew the destructive power of this sentence.

Xia Hong was already exhausted, and his hands dropped limply.

Xue Huirong had a cold and malicious smile on her face. She continued to talk to herself, "Although I am your wife, Xia Hong, over the years, who has ever acknowledged me?"

"You had a stroke, this family..."

Xue Huirong was certain that Xia Hong would not be able to recover anytime soon.

No, no.

Because of his own obstruction, Xia Hong might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

"It's you," Xue Huirong's warm hand fell intimately on the rough back of Xia Hong's hand, "It's all your fault. Isn't it all your own fault that you have ended up in this desperate situation today? You cheated on me during your marriage and got entangled with me, which pissed off your original wife to death. Xia Yunshu could have married into the Fu family smoothly, but because of you, she has been ruined."

"Old Xia, didn't you do all this?"

She questioned, her tone cold and her eyes vicious.

A lot of words were rolling in Xia Hong's throat.

In the end, what came out was not a roar but a helpless whimper. Xue Huirong smiled faintly, "I know what you mean. You want to give the company to us and transfer the house to us, right?"

"As for me, I will immediately find a lawyer to sort out my will. Old Xia, you don't have to say anything. You've been too tired in this life. You can finally have a good rest."

Xia Hong didn't move, but his breathing became rapid and frightened.

Because the best treatment time was delayed, Xia Hong's condition was worse than before.

The moment he opened his eyes on the hospital bed, he saw the company's lawyer, Xue Huirong and Xia Yingying.

Xia Yingying stopped crying too.

"This is a contract you have entrusted to me. This is a will you made while you were still alive. Now I will give you a brief account of it and see if you have anything to delete or add."

In fact, it's just a way to get away with it.

He was seriously ill and had lost the ability to take care of himself.

How can one point fingers at contracts and wills? Doctor Fang has already said that the most ideal state after treatment is hemiplegia. In other words, Xia Hong will be a waste, a living dead in the future.

"Dad, thank you for giving the company to me and my mom. Don't worry, we will manage it in an orderly manner."

Xia Hong burst into tears again.

His heart was as clear as a mirror, but he could do nothing about it.

The lawyer had already started reading out the documents, speaking very quickly without pausing and refusing to explain any unclear parts. The content of the first contract was as follows: The client is seriously ill and in critical condition, and is now ceding the company's general agency rights to his spouse Xue Huirong and daughter Xia Yingying.

As for the testator, he gave all the money he could cash out to his wife and daughter. The eldest daughter, Xia Yunshu, was left with nothing because she was kicked out of the house.

As for this villa, it is naturally given to the two of them.

After reading it aloud, the man handed the contract to Xue Huirong in front of him.

"Madam," the lawyer said blatantly, knowingly breaking the law, "Logically, the legal representative must sign the document, but now that President Xia has become like this, you must be the one to take charge of the situation."

Xue Huirong held the ballpoint pen and sighed.

"What else can we do? Old Xia, don't worry. Yingying and I will take care of this mess for you." Xia Hong was in great pain and almost sat up in shock from his dying illness.

In the afternoon, Xia Yingying resigned from her job and left with a proud look on her face.

Even though her employment contract had not expired, even though she would not get any bonus, salary or deposit if she left so casually.

But what does it matter?

As for Xue Huirong, she found a part-time worker to take care of Xia Hong. She went to the notary office to get the notarization done as soon as possible, and then ran around with various certificates issued by the hospital.