So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Mu Tingyun said harshly: "Be my lover, or my lover, Shen He, think it over carefully."

"...He is really seriously ill." Shen He treated it as if he was talking nonsense and didn't listen to a word he said.

Seeing that Shen He didn't take his words to heart at all, Mu Tingyun felt as powerless as if he was punching cotton.

well.

This is what it feels like to be ignored.

To Qin Yinong, every word he said was an imperial decree and he always got a response from Qin Yinong.

Only Shen He dared to ignore him like this!

But, he wasn't angry at all...

"Mu Tingyun. You just said that you are the heir to your uncle's estate. What about Song's Enterprise? Who will he hand it over to?"

Mu Tingyun seemed to have heard something very strange.

He said: "The Song and Mu families are old enemies. As you said, my last name is Mu. There is no way I will get a share of the Song companies."

"You've heard about it, right? My uncle has already trained a think tank. They are all trusted members of the Song family."

"After my uncle passes away, they will continue to manage the Song family. Of course, I can only inherit my uncle's personal property."

Hearing this, Shen He's mind was in a mess.

If what Mu Tingyun said was true, then what about the will that Mengshan read out in the previous life?

That will gave Song Jingcheng's inheritance and Song's enterprise to Mu Tingyun!

Did Mengshan betray Song Jingcheng?

Golden Judgment serves wealthy businessmen around the world. If it really did such a despicable thing, it would be tantamount to digging its own grave.

What went wrong?

She must have missed some details!

Shen He leaned against the head of the bed, carefully recalling the details of what happened on the day of Song Jingcheng's funeral. She didn't even notice when Mu Tingyun left.

In the previous life, when Song Jingcheng died, Shen He was already Mu Tingyun's fiancée, and she was present at the entire funeral.

When Song Jingcheng's body was buried, Mengshan appeared with the agreement.

That day, Mengshan was wearing a white suit and on his right thumb was a dark gold sun-patterned ring that symbolized his identity as the president of Golden Judgment...

When he flipped the documents with his right thumb, the little red mole on his little finger had a special charm in the sunlight.

Swish!

Shen He suddenly opened his eyes.

Is there a red mole on Mengshan’s right little finger?

Shen He had met Meng Shan several times, but had never observed his hands carefully.

Shen He picked up the phone, opened Su Xi's WeChat, and asked her: [Aunt, is there a small red mole on the little finger of your uncle's right hand? ]

It was not until the next morning that Shen He received Su Xi's reply: [No.]

When Shen He saw the message, his scalp went numb.

No!

In the previous life, the Mengshan at the funeral was not the real Mengshan!

This discovery made Shen He feel horrified.

It was only in the evening that Song Jingcheng came to see her in a wheelchair.

It was early summer, but Song Jingcheng was wearing long clothes and long pants, and a thin blanket covering his body. His cold and lonely aura coupled with his pale and sickly face would make anyone who saw him exclaim—

This man is going to die!

But as soon as he entered the ward and saw Shen He, a warm smile appeared on Song Jingcheng's cold and sharp face.

This smile made her face look even redder, like a ripe May peach, pink and delicious.

"Come over tomorrow and bring me some peaches." Shen He suddenly felt greedy.

But the man in front of him was too weak to withstand a bite.

Song Jingcheng turned around and told cool guy Xie Jin: "Go to the supermarket outside and buy some peaches." He then asked Shen He: "Do you want anything else?"

Shen He: "...Sanitary napkin?"

She has had her period these past two days and has been feeling a little uncomfortable in her stomach.

"Row."

Song Jingcheng calmly instructed Xie Jin: "Buy two packs of both for daytime and nighttime use. If you don't know how to choose, ask the salesperson."

Xie Jin nodded, turned and left.

As soon as he left, Shen He laughed, "You asked Xie Jin to buy it for me, wouldn't he be embarrassed to death?"

"What's the big deal?" Song Jingcheng said, "My mom told me that Xie Jin's girlfriend had a brain injury when she was 20 years old. Her IQ has remained at the level of an 8 or 9-year-old. Xie Jin has been taking care of her."

"He knows how to take care of girls better than I do."

Shen He was extremely surprised, "Can Xie Jin's fiancée's brain be cured?"

"I have seen many doctors, both at home and abroad, but they all said that the human brain structure is too complicated and they are not sure. However..."

Changing the subject, Song Jingcheng told Shen He: "Our grandmother has been giving that girl acupuncture recently and said she wanted to give it a try."

"Xie Jin agrees?"

"Let's try our best. No matter how bad it is, how bad can it get? Our grandmother is so powerful, she can't make the girl paralyzed."

Grandma Su was willing to treat the girl, which was something Xie Jin was very happy about.

"How do you feel today?" Song Jingcheng stood up directly from the wheelchair and lay down on Shen He's bed.

Shen He was squeezed by him so hard that he could only lie on his side.

Shen He was so angry that he wanted to laugh, "Whose bed is this? You seem to be lying there with peace of mind."

Song Jingcheng said: "I don't feel so at ease. I was dreaming while taking the medicinal bath last night."

"Ok?"

"I dreamed that we were having an experiment on a hospital bed. You were the patient and I was the doctor. I treated you and was very enthusiastic about the treatment."

Song Jingcheng teased Shen He deliberately: "Since we are here, why don't we give it a try?"

Shen He: "...Get lost!"

She grabbed the pillow and pressed it on Song Jingcheng's head.

Song Jingcheng buried his cheek under the pillow, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

Shen He simply lay on his chest and laughed along. After laughing, Shen He said, "I was reckless about what happened yesterday, but I am sure about what happened yesterday."

"If I encounter something I'm unsure of in the future, I will definitely ask you for help."

"Song Jingcheng, I will do my best to snatch your connections from you, use your identity, and order your subordinates around."

"I'm definitely not being polite with you!"

Song Jingcheng's fingers kept rubbing against her back from time to time, but there was no ambiguity, only tenderness.

"it is good."

Having not slept all night last night, Song Jingcheng actually felt a little sleepy while lying next to Shen He.

It was strange that there was no soothing aromatherapy here, but he felt too sleepy to open his eyes.

When Xie Jin came back with his things, he saw that his boss had fallen asleep, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes. Xie Jin put down his things quietly and went outside to keep watch.

Song Jingcheng slept until after nine o'clock in the evening.

When I woke up, I found Su Jin was there too.

"Grandma." Song Jingcheng called her very smoothly.

Su Jin came to bring food to Shen He. When she heard the word "grandma", she paused while serving the soup and muttered, "I brought black chicken soup. Shen He, have a big bowl, and you have a small bowl."

Give him a small bowl, that's all love.

Song Jingcheng and Shen He looked at each other and smiled secretly.

The chicken soup stewed by Su Jin had a strong medicinal aroma. Song Jingcheng could smell it, but it had no taste when he drank it.

"It's delicious."

Song Jingcheng held the soup bowl and asked Su Jin, "Grandma, what are the benefits of this medicinal soup?"

Su Jin said bluntly: "It has many benefits, and it is most useful for treating uterine cold. Our Miaomiao has uterine cold, so we need to take good care of our body so that we can have a smooth pregnancy in the future."

Song Jingcheng was stunned.

Shen He's face also turned red, "Grandma, don't talk nonsense."

Su Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with this. She deliberately provoked Song Jingcheng: "Your sick body is not suitable for having children. But our Miaomiao likes children, and she will definitely have children in the future."

"If you don't recover from this illness, your father may not know who will be the one who got it."

Shen He almost choked to death on a mouthful of soup. He couldn't go down or up, and he didn't even dare to look up at Song Jingcheng.

Song Jingcheng was holding the bowl of soup, and he caught a glimpse of Shen He's guilty reaction from the corner of his eye, and his heart finally died.

Very good, that night at Tingyu Club, he was really inseminated by someone else.