Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Chapter 135: Drawing Water from a Bamboo Basket and Empty Game

With Sang Yuwan's methods, she must have uncovered the relationship between Jiang Chen and Bo Xingzhi. Surprisingly, she didn't completely block the news like she did last time, but instead allowed the incident to continue to ferment online.

What was even more surprising was that she could have handled the matter herself, but she handed it over to Ji Xiao.

This further confirmed that Ji Xiao was her confidant.

Ji Xiao is a smart person.

The waters of the Bo family are extremely deep.

The bombs left by Bo Xingzhi are too many and too dense.

If not handled properly, it will bring disaster to oneself.

That's why Ji Xiao didn't hesitate to humble himself and come to ask for his opinion.

Rong Zhi called the man in black in and said in a cold voice, "Have you found out who is behind this?"

The man in black shook his head.

Rong Zhi's features were cold and sharp, and his tone was low, "What has Shen Yilin been doing recently?"

The man in black replied, "He was imprisoned in the Liuyuan Garden by Mr. Shen. He probably didn't do this."

Rong Zhi frowned, "Besides him, who else would want to kill Sang Yuwan?"

The man in black scratched the back of his head and thought seriously, "I thought of someone, but I dare not say it."

Rong Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes instantly became turbulent. "You also think it's him."

The word "also" indicates that he and the man in black are thinking of the same person.

The man in black's heartbeat quickened slightly, "Second Master, I'll go check again."

Rong Zhi said coldly, "Don't alert the enemy."

The man in black clenched his hands into fists, "Yes."

Half an hour later.

The President's Office of the Bo Group issued a statement to the public.

"Today's incident at the Bo family was purely accidental. I hope everyone will refrain from spreading or believing rumors. Going forward, the group will strengthen security to ensure the safety of property and lives."

explained.

It seems like nothing is explained.

After seeing it, Sang Yuwan was very satisfied.

This Ji Xiao is indeed smart.

-

The old house of the Bo family.

Ning Wanzhen's personal lawyer Yun Qiao walked into the living room.

"Old lady."

"Lawyer Yun, please sit down."

Ning Wanzhen looked a little better than yesterday.

Yun Qiao sat down and said respectfully, "Old Madam, the transfer of equity may be a little difficult to handle."

Ning Xiner came down from upstairs and almost sprained her ankle when she heard this.

She bit her lip, trying her best to control her emotions, and walked over. "Lawyer Yun, okay."

"Hello, Miss Ning." Yun Qiao smiled at her.

Ning Xiner sat down next to Ning Wanzhen, with her legs together, looking well-behaved and docile.

"Lawyer Yun, what did you mean by difficult?" Ning Wanzhen frowned, her tone displeased.

Ning Xiner's heart was in her throat and her fingers slowly clenched.

Yun Qiao has been Ning Wanzhen's personal lawyer for more than 20 years and is very trustworthy.

She said it was difficult and something must have gone wrong.

Ning Xiner was so afraid that all her efforts would be in vain that she held her breath and looked at Yun Qiao.

Yun Qiao took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Ning Wanzhen.

"Madam, this is a will left by the old patriarch. You will understand what it means after reading it."

Ning Wanzhen's mind buzzed, her eyes widened in shock, "Yuanshan's will?"

Yun Qiao confirmed, "Yes. This will was made a month before the old patriarch passed away. He instructed that it would only be made public under special circumstances."

Ning Wanzhen's face turned pale, her chest heaving. "He even hid it from me?"

Ning Xiner was so anxious that she felt like she was on fire, her face flushed red. She reached out and picked up the document in front of Ning Wanzhen.

She read it all without missing a word, and suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she asked, "Auntie, how could this be?"

"Give it to me." Ning Wanzhen's face showed anger.

Ning Xiner's arms were shaking. "Aunt, why would my uncle make such a will?"

Ning Wanzhen put on her reading glasses and read the will carefully. Her blood pressure suddenly soared and her cheekbones turned an unhealthy red.

Bo Yuanshan's will was specifically aimed at the Bo shares held by Ning Wanzhen.

The 15% of Bo's shares held by Ning Wanzhen belong to the common property of Bo Yuanshan and her, with each of them holding 7.5%.

If one of the parties dies, the 7.5% in his or her name will be inherited by his or her son Bo Xingzhi.

After Bo Xingzhi passed away, his shares were inherited by his children.

to be honest.

Of the 15% of Bo's shares held by Ning Wanzhen, 7.5% belong to Bo Xingzhi's children.

Only 7.5% truly belongs to her.

If she gave Ning Xiner 5%, she would only have 2.5% left.

In this way, the shares she holds are even smaller than Ning Xiner's.

Ning Wanzhen took off her reading glasses and threw them heavily onto the coffee table.

Yun Qiao spoke slowly, "Madam, parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. The old patriarch made this will for his descendants."

Ning Xiner's breathing was stagnant, her chest felt tight, and her hands were tightly clutching the sofa cushions beneath her.

Ning Wanzhen was furious. "He's doing this for his offspring, isn't it the same for me?"

Yun Qiao said, "Old Madam, calm down. Your love for your descendants is naturally the same as that of the old patriarch."

Ning Wanzhen frowned and said angrily, "He established this thing, and I had no idea. You too, you clearly knew it a long time ago, why are you only telling me now?"

Yun Qiao explained, "Madam, I just found out about this too."

When Ning Xiner heard this, her eyelids twitched and her clenched fingers loosened a little.

Perhaps, there is still a little hope.

Ning Wanzhen stared at Yun Qiao. "You mean, this will isn't with you?"

Yun Qiao replied, "The person who drafted the will was the old patriarch's personal lawyer, Rong Zhi."

When Ning Wanzhen heard the name, her anger suddenly ignited, and veins popped on her forehead. "So he was the one behind this."

Ning Xiner sneered inwardly, thinking, "I was wondering why my uncle would make such a will."

Yun Qiao saw Ning Wanzhen stand up, and he also stood up, saying respectfully, "Old Madam, this will is authentic. There is no doubt about it."

Ning Wanzhen raised her hand, pointed at her and angrily shouted, "How much benefit did he give you?!"

Yun Qiao said calmly, "Madam, he and I have no connection. If you don't believe me, you can ask someone else to confirm."

Ning Xiner snorted coldly, "Of course we have to confirm. These shares originally belonged to my aunt alone, and now they say they are jointly held by my aunt and uncle. It's hard not to suspect that this will is a forgery."

Ning Wanzhen became even angrier. "Yun Qiao, from today on, you are no longer my personal lawyer. Get out of here."

Yun Qiao took a deep breath. "Old Madam, let me say one last thing. This will is authentic. If you insist on having your own way, I'm afraid Director Sang will choose to execute it immediately."

Ning Xiner's pupils shrank, "What do you mean by that?"

Yun Qiao asked her in return, "Ms. Ning, do you understand the meaning of the will?"

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