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

Su Ming and Su Xi stayed at Shen He's house until ten o'clock in the evening before they said goodbye.

Su Xi has a house in Qing City. Su Ming will stay at her place tonight and leave early tomorrow morning.

Shen He stood up and said, "Grandma, you stay home. I'll go see Grandpa Ming and Auntie off."

"it is good."

Su Ming and Shen He walked and talked in front, while Su Xi followed silently behind them holding a sweet milk tea.

"Grandpa Ming, I want to ask you a favor."

Su Ming's expression darkened slightly. He stared at Shen He for a while before he said, "Tell me about it."

Shen He found it funny when he noticed the change in Su Ming's mood.

Grandpa Ming's personality is exactly the same as Shen Jinyan's.

Are all old scholars like this?

"Grandpa Ming, my cousin Jinyan is studying medicine under you. He has been smart and calm since he was young. He is a good candidate for medical research."

"But my cousin is still young, so I would like you to help me keep an eye on him."

When Su Ming heard about this, he relaxed. "I thought it was nothing."

"Miaomiao, Jinyan is my favorite student that I personally selected. I will teach him well without you saying anything. However, Miaomiao, since you have spoken, I must be stricter with that kid."

Su Ming could see that Shen He was a child with a close attitude towards the Shen family.

He also has to help take care of Shen Jinyan's child.

Shen He shook his head and said, "It's not just about studying."

"Grandpa Ming, you have experienced countless ups and downs in your life, and you have also fallen many times and suffered some losses. Our Shen family has no power and influence, and it is not necessarily a good thing for Jinyan to be too outstanding."

“The trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy them.”

"Grandpa Ming, there will inevitably be evil spirits around Jinyan, and I hope you can help him more."

In the previous life, Mu Tingyun bribed a member of Su Ming's research team and asked that person to secretly prepare medicine and poison a patient.

He then framed Shen Jinyan for these things and sentenced him to more than ten years in prison.

After being imprisoned, Shen Jinyan was retaliated by Mu Qing and became stupid due to chronic neurological drugs.

This matter made Shen He feel sad.

Shen He must plan ahead and eliminate the potential crises around Shen Jinyan.

Shen He's words were not just instructions, but reminders.

Su Ming looked at Shen He scrutinizingly and asked in a serious tone, "Miao Miao, are you hiding something from me?"

Shen He was worried and whispered, "Last time when the old lady of the Shen family celebrated her birthday, Jinyan went home secretly, but was still discovered."

"That night, several CEOs of domestic pharmaceutical companies came to the Shen family. The Shen family was very prosperous that night."

"Those CEOs tried to invite Jinyan to join their research institutes, but Jinyan refused."

"That night, I went to the bathroom and accidentally overheard their conversation. I heard them say some very vicious things."

Su Ming frowned: "What?"

"The original words were: A genius like Shen Jinyan is a treasure trove for any company. If we can't get him, we can't let other companies get him. We'll talk to him later. If he still doesn't know what's good for him, we'll find someone to ruin his reputation."

"If you can't get it, destroy it!"

"How ridiculous!" Su Ming was so angry that he cursed: "These pests! They are really obsessed with money! Jinyan is my student, let's see who dares to do this!"

"Grandpa Ming." Shen He calmly analyzed: "They may not have the courage to do this, but we must be on guard against others."

"They can say that they will find someone to ruin Jinyan's reputation. I am worried that they will bribe the people around Jinyan to prepare for future actions."

"As a sister, I am really worried about Jinyan, so I beg Grandpa Ming to help me keep an eye on the people around Jinyan."

Understanding the seriousness of the matter, Su Ming solemnly promised Shen He: "Miao Miao, don't worry, whether this matter is true or false, I will not take it lightly."

"Jinyan is also my beloved disciple. I value him as much as you do!"

"Grandpa will definitely protect him and will never allow anyone to dirty his feathers!"

With Su Ming's words, Shen He felt relieved.

*

After seeing Su Ming off, Shen He stayed up late to complete the details of Mengshan's wedding room. After sending it to the other party's email, he fell asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Shen He subconsciously opened his work email and found that Meng Shan's assistant had replied to him, asking her to sign the contract.

Shen He was pleasantly surprised. He quickly changed his clothes and drove straight to the Tingyu Club.

This time, it was not Meng Jin who came to receive Shen He, but Assistant Jin.

"Miss Shen, our boss is waiting for you inside."

Assistant Jin knocked on the door of the box, and Shen He heard Meng Shan's voice: "Come in."

Assistant Jin pushed open the door, "Ms. Shen, please."

Assistant Jin was waiting outside and had no intention of going in.

Shen He entered the box and saw Meng Shan.

The young master of the Meng family looked to be about the same age as Song Jingcheng and was wearing a white suit with dark patterns.

He has a deep mixed-race face and blue eyes as beautiful as the water in the Blue Moon Valley.

But those beautiful blue eyes had no warmth when they looked at people, and it was as if they were looking at a dead object.

This is a cold and decisive man.

Shen He had never greeted this kind of person before, and felt a little scared.

"Ms. Shen, please take a seat." Mengshan behaved elegantly and gracefully.

Shen He calmed himself down and sat over with his bag.

"Mr. Meng, I have long heard of your name."

"You know me." Meng Shan was not surprised. He asked Shen He, "Did Meng Jin tell you?"

Yes.

But Shen He said: "Mr. Song told me."

A look of surprise appeared on Mengshan's face.

"Mr. Song..." He crossed his legs, his tall and straight body leaning against the back of the chair, looking down at Shen He with a look of scrutiny and indifference.

"Which Mr. Song?" Mengshan seemed like he really didn't know this person.

Shen He lied without blushing or beating his heart: "The head of the Song family, Mr. Song Jingcheng."

Mengshan suddenly realized, and it looked very exaggerated, "So it's Jingcheng, we are good friends. I wonder what the relationship is between Miss Shen and my good friend?"

Shen He answered ambiguously: "We are also good friends."

"Oh?" Meng Shan pushed the untouched cup of coffee on the table in front of Shen He, "Miss Shen, have some coffee."

Shen He held the coffee and stirred it gently.

Meng Shan looked at her pretending to be calm and suddenly pointed out: "You and the third son of the Mu family are lovers. According to seniority, you are the younger generation presented to you, the future nephew's wife."

"Where did this good friend say that?"

Shen He continued to stir the coffee.

Staring at the shaking coffee surface, Shen He said something shocking: "It's true that Mu Tingyun and I are lovers, but this doesn't prevent Mr. Song and I from being underground lovers."

"Good friend is just a nice way of saying it."

Mengshan: "..."

He finally looked Shen He straight in the eye.

"Ms. Shen, you are really surprising." Miss Shen looks very well behaved, but she is very bold in her actions and words.

"Miss Shen told me such a secret matter. Aren't you afraid that I will reveal it to others and ruin your reputation?"

Shen He sipped her coffee elegantly and said, "Mr. Meng just said that you and Mr. Song are good friends."

"Mr. Song is the patriarch of the Song family, and I am just a nobody. If this matter gets out, it goes without saying who will suffer the greater loss."

"Mr. Meng is Mr. Song's good brother. If his good brother has an underground relationship, Mr. Meng will definitely cover for him."

So Shen He was not afraid.

Mengshan’s three views were refreshed once again.

interesting.

Really interesting.

"Ms. Shen is really good at playing tricks. I admire her."

Mengshan nodded towards the document on the table and said to Shen He, "Ms. Shen, my lover likes your design very much."

"Here is the contract, take a look, if there is no problem we will sign it."

Shen He didn't touch the contract.

She put down her coffee cup, looked directly at Mengshan and said, "I heard that Golden Judgment accepts all kinds of business. I can do this cooperation for free, but I have a business deal I want to discuss with Mr. Meng."

Mengshan: “Oh?”

"Ms. Shen, you should know that we at Golden Judgment always charge for doing business."

"What is your reward?"

Shen He took out a handwritten medical book from his briefcase and handed it to Mengshan.

Mengshan opened the medical book and glanced at it casually.

After seeing the contents clearly, Mengshan's expression was startled, and his eyes were finally shocked. "Is this... the Soul-Restoring Needle Technique from the Su Sect's unique martial arts?"

"Mr. Meng is so knowledgeable that he actually recognized this book 'The Art of Restoring Souls'. I can assure you that this book 'The Art of Restoring Souls' is absolutely authentic. It is the authentic copy of Su Zhongwen, the last generation of imperial physician of Su's School of Medicine."

"Originally, there were three copies of the Soul-Restoring Needle Technique, but the other two copies were destroyed during the war. Now, only one page of the manuscript is still hidden in the National Medical Hall."

"And the fragments are too precious and are not on display to the public. But I think Mr. Meng must have a way to go to the site to take a look and determine whether my medical book is authentic."

There is no need to see Mengshan.

Because that piece of paper was presented by Golden Judgment to the National Medical Clinic.

He knew very well that the handwriting in his hand was authentic.

Carefully closing the medical book, Mengshan asked Shen He: "What business do you want to do with me?"

“Within one year, no matter what the reason is for my death, Golden Judgment must, at all costs, make sure that Mu Tingyun, the third son of the Mu family in Qing City, and his childhood sweetheart Qin Yinong are buried with me!”