Abandoned by a wealthy family with a baby

"Master, Ning Lingbi has returned to school."

After receiving Uncle Liu's call again, Ning Zan had already gone through the possible events, combined with his own guesses, and came to a possible conclusion.

"Uncle Liu, keep an eye on him first and don't act rashly. The affairs of the Ning family are very complicated. If possible, please Uncle Liu keep an eye on Ning Lingbi. Since he likes to spend money, let him spend more."

The previous time, Uncle Liu's mood was obviously not stable. In order to prevent Uncle Liu from doing wrong things because of being too excited, it is better to give him something to do.

Sure enough, under Ning Zan's initiative, Uncle Liu hurriedly agreed.

"Understood, young master."

Ning family.

"Mom, why did you ask Dad to write a will and give all the property to my younger brother?"

Knowing that Ning Tianyi had written a will and handed over all property to the newborn child, Ning Lingbi felt depressed for a while, and more importantly, his mother was still targeting the youngest son.

Because of the premature birth, the baby who just uttered his voice was very weak, and he seemed to have no strength no matter when he was drinking milk or crying.

It turned out that Ning Lingbi still liked this younger brother very much, until he learned about the will.

Wen Wan is not surprised that Ning Lingbi would ask such a question, and she was already prepared to answer, and comforted in a low voice: "Abi, I did this for your own good."

"Why is it for us? I can't figure out why all the property belongs to him. No matter how you calculate it, it should be divided equally among the three people." Ning Lingbi frowned and complained.

The three people Ning Lingbi was talking about were naturally the three sons of Wen Wan's five children. As for the two daughters and Ning Zan, they were automatically ignored by Ning Lingbi.

"A Bi," Wen Wan held Ning Lingbi's hand, "Do you know how hard it is for your father to write a will? If it wasn't for your brother, your father would never have written a will."

"Why?" Ning Lingbi was curious.

"Silly, your father is young and in good health. If you let him write that you are the heir in the will, what do you think he will think?" Wen Wan said in a deep voice.

Ning Lingbi was not too stupid, and finally understood her meaning under the gentle hint: "You mean Dad will not be happy?"

"What do you think?" Wen Wan glanced at him, "If you insist on letting your father write your name in the will, he will not only be unhappy, but also feel that you are cursing him to death."

"How could I, Mom, you know, I'm not that kind of person." Ning Lingbi panicked.

"I know you're not that kind of person, and your dad knows it too, but people's hearts are unpredictable," Wen Wan's voice became softer, "You said if Ning Zan knew about this, what would he tell your dad?"

Ning Lingbi frowned, even if this matter was just a gentle guess, he had already figured out what Ning Zan would say.

"However, the name of the younger brother can't be the only one in the will, right?" Ning Lingbi didn't forget his purpose of finding Wen Wan, "And you also said that Dad is still young and he is still far away from death, so write the will early do what?"

He may be confused about other things, but when it comes to money, his mind is very clear.

What does it mean that only the younger brother's name in the will means that once Ning Tianyi dies in the future, the entire Ning family will belong to the younger brother alone, and he will not even get a share of it.

Wen Wan held her breath and exhaled slowly, feeling extremely dissatisfied with this eldest son.

Ning Zan can't even match her brains, she really can't count on this eldest son.

Fortunately, the youngest son is born now. As long as she trains her well from an early age, she will definitely be able to cultivate the youngest son into a talent.

When married, obey the husband, and when the husband dies, obey the son.

Wen Wan thinks these two old sayings are very reasonable, now she relies on Ning Tianyi to live a good life, and when Ning Tianyi dies, she will rely on her son to live a good life, but this son has to be picked carefully, absolutely not too stupid.

Thoughts turned in a big circle in her mind, Wen Wan looked at her eldest son with even more gentle eyes.

"Abi, what I told you today, you can't say it outside, especially you can't tell your father." Wen Wan whispered.

Ning Lingbi immediately sat down in front of her, patted his chest and assured: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone."

Wen Wan smiled: "Don't you want to know why I asked you to write your brother as the heir in the will? It's actually for your own good."

"Why is it for our own good?" Ning Lingbi frowned.

"You are stupid. Although your father is young and may still live for a long time, no one can predict accidents. If your father accidentally has an accident, do you know how the property will be divided?" Wen Wan asked earnestly.

Ning Lingbi shook his head.

Wen Wan sighed: "If that happens, Ning Zan will also have a piece of property."

"Why?" Ning Lingbi's temper exploded immediately.

"Hush," Wen Wan hurriedly pulled him back, "Keep your voice down, don't let your father hear, what he hates the most is others coveting his property, we can't be the person he hates."

Ning Lingbi calmed down: "Then you can't just write my brother's name."

"You silly boy, why did you turn back again? Why did you write your brother's name? Didn't I say it before? Writing your name will only make your father angry!" Wen Wan frowned, looking at Ning Lingbi with a full face. They all hate it.

When Ning Lingbi came back to his senses, the voices in his head were fighting. On the one hand, it was the voice of unwillingness to hand over the property to Ning Zan, and on the other hand, the will was written only for his younger brother.

The will is only for my younger brother, so it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him?

Wen Wan saw Ning Lingbi's worry with just one glance, and poked his forehead with her hand: "Are you stupid? If you don't write a will, Ning Zan will get a share of it for nothing. How unwilling, but if you write Your brother's name, we are still a family, don't you still have me here, you are all my children, do you think I will favor your brother alone and treat you badly?"

Hearing this, Ning Lingbi's worried heart was finally let go, and he suddenly realized: "That's right, and you're still here, Mom, I didn't know what I was worrying about before."

"It's just thinking, don't believe me." Wen Wan deliberately dissatisfied.

"No, no," Ning Lingbi quickly denied, "I believe it. If I don't believe in anyone, I can't help but believe in you, Mom. I just got into a dead end, and I'm still smart. In this way, all the property will be ours. ?”

"Do you think mom is someone who can do stupid things?" Wen Wan glanced at him.

"It's not like, you are the smartest person in the world," Ning Lingbi said, and suddenly lowered her voice, "Even Dad was played by you in the applause, and the smartest person must be Mom."

Wen Wan patted his arm: "Okay, stop flattering, go get busy when you have to, don't stand in front of me."

"It's not an eyesore, it's not an eyesore," Ning Lingbi quickly got up, turned around and took two steps, as if suddenly remembered something, then turned around, "Mom, I'm out of money, you can give me some money."

"How much?" Wen Wan slightly raised her lower eyelids.

"Not much, 100 million." Ning Lingbi is very proud now. In his eyes, 100 million and 200 million are similar to 100 and [-], which is just pocket money.

Wen Wan still felt a little distressed, but she didn't show the slightest bit on her face, she agreed casually: "Okay, I'll call you later."

"Then hurry up, I'm still waiting to use this money to play, everyone is waiting for me." Ning Lingbi urged.

"Okay, Rory, let's talk, it's just this little money." Wen Wan agreed, at least now it is much easier for her to spend 100 million than before, and she believes that it will become more and more easy in the future.

Isn't it just 100 million.

After Ning Lingbi left, Wen Wan took out her phone.

After chatting with Ning Tianyi before, she got a card, saying that it would give her 500 million living expenses every month.

Wen Wan before felt that 500 million was enough to spend, but in the blink of an eye, Ning Lingbi took away 100 million.

It seems that it is not enough, we have to find a way to ask for more money.

Wen Wan thought about it, thinking about how to get more money out of Ning Tianyi's pocket.

Ning Lele's home.

"Dad, let's eat."

Ning Zan looked down, and the little boy was holding a large plate of toy vegetables in his hand, and he was holding it in front of him.

"Don't eat."

"Don't Dad like vegetables?" Ning Lele looked up at him.

Ning Zan raised his eyebrows: "Father loves vegetables."

"Then eat it, dad." Ning Lele took a plastic green pepper and raised her hand.

Ning Zan took the plastic green pepper in his hand: "Really?"

"Well, really eat," Ning Lele said with a serious face, "Dad doesn't eat, because he doesn't like vegetables."

Ning Zan vaguely grasped Ning Lele's routine, and said with a smile, "And then?"

Ning Lele continued to put on a stern face: "Father doesn't like vegetables, and Lele doesn't like vegetables either."

Ning Zan squatted down: "Then you don't have to eat vegetables, right?"

Ning Lele and Ning Zan looked at each other, and their eyes stayed on the green pepper in Ning Zan's hand for a while, then suddenly took the green pepper from Ning Zan's hand and put it on the plate in his hand: "It's cold, I can't eat it."

After finishing speaking, Ning Lele turned around and was about to trot away.

Ning Zan reached out to hug him, dragged him back, and scolded with a smile: "Ning Lele, are you stupid to be a father?"

"Oh, oh--" Ning Lele kicked her feet, trying to break free from Ning Zan's embrace, but the plastic vegetables on the plate in her hand fell all over the floor, and he was still held tightly by Ning Zan.

"Cute uncle, help, help, help!!!"

Ning Zan raised his head and saw Xi Chenchu ​​standing at the corner, raised his eyebrows immediately: "You taught him?"

Xi Chenchu ​​coughed twice: "Lele asked me if plastic vegetables can be eaten, and I definitely said no."

"Then what?" Ning Zan didn't believe it was that simple.

Before Xi Chenchu ​​could speak, Ning Lele betrayed him, yelling: "My lovely uncle said that my family doesn't like food, my father will definitely not buy it, and if my father doesn't like vegetables, he won't buy vegetables either." .”

Ning Zan looked at Xi Chenchu ​​again.

Xi Chenchu ​​showed an innocent look: "Well, I admit, I said the first two sentences, but the latter is Ning Lele's own play, and it's none of my business."

After finishing speaking, Xi Chenchu ​​looked at Ning Lele.

Ning Lele immediately covered her mouth: "This is a secret between me and my lovely uncle, you can't tell it."

Ning Zan suppressed a smile: "You already said it."

Ning Lele let out a long sigh, with her head downcast: "It's so difficult to keep a secret."

Seeing his son's sad appearance, Ning Zan wanted to laugh, but he held back before he could laugh out loud.

He said with a straight face, "Double the vegetables today."

Ning Lele sighed again: "Oh, I knew it."