Chapter 241

In those years when the old lady was in good health, she was reluctant to admit that the marriage between Ling Dongming and wenqingwan was a pity in her heart. But later, Jiang Meilan married to Ling's family. She didn't even investigate her background, so she easily agreed to her son's request. From the beginning, she was very receptive, and had expressed her regret.

At the beginning, if he hadn't forced his son to marry wenqingwan, maybe lingdongming would have more happy days these years, and Linghan wouldn't have been sent abroad to study.

Therefore, on the wedding night, Ling Han and ye Huanyan were in a quarrel in their new house, which really stabbed her biggest weakness in her life and her biggest regret.

Maybe in the beginning, Ling Han should not be forced to marry ye Huanyan.

But it's done. I'm afraid even my bitter spouse can't turn back.

Aunt Zhang didn't say much, but repeated sighs had made ye Huanyan understand the old lady's mood.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart, but not for her own situation. What she felt was that before the old lady died, she had to regret for the things of her children and grandchildren.

At noon the next day, the nurse came out of the ward and called Aunt Zhang in. I didn't know what she said, but she came out soon. After that, the door of the sick room was closed and no one was allowed in.

Later in the afternoon, Aunt Zhang took a lawyer into the ward and looked through the glass window at the old lady's trembling hand and signed something on a document. Then she was relieved and called Ling Han and ye Huanyan in.

At this time, the old lady had taken off her oxygen mask, and her spirit seemed to be better, but what the doctor said made everyone dare not take it lightly. Ye Huanyan's eyes were red, but she stubbornly clenched her teeth and refused to shed tears by herself, for fear of making the old lady uncomfortable.

"Yan Yan, come to grandma."

The old lady moved her fingers and waved at her and Ling Han.

The two men stood by her side one by one. Ye Huanyan didn't dare to speak, for fear that he couldn't help crying when he opened his mouth.

Ling Han knew that all this was a foregone conclusion. In addition to regret, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Grandma, you can rest assured that your grandchildren will run their family business and live a good life in the future."

The old lady smiled with great kindness, "I know you will."

She raised her hand, put ye Huanyan's hand in Ling Han's hand, and shook it hard,

"Do you blame grandma for forcing you to get married?"

Ye Huanyan subconsciously glanced at Ling Han. His face was dignified and shook his head, "grandma, I don't blame you. You are all for my good."

The old lady glanced at ye Huanyan again, suddenly sighed, and tried to say, "but I blame myself."

After saying that, without waiting for the two to comfort, her eyes fell on the lawyer in suit and shoes at the end of the bed, and her voice was hoarse, "I have asked lawyer Luo to draw up a proof of the inheritance, look at the contents of the inheritance, and then you two go and sign."

After such a long sentence, the old lady coughed twice, and the nurse on the side hurriedly put on her oxygen mask.

Ye Huanyan held the old lady's hand tightly and refused to release it. Ling Han looked back at the lawyer, and the lawyer handed the folder in his hand to Ling Han.

Ling Han glanced at it and didn't know what he saw. He suddenly frowned and hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, he picked up his pen and signed his name, and then handed it to ye Huanyan opposite. His face was cold and seemed to be a little contemptuous, but he didn't say a word more.

Ye Huanyan looked at the contents of the estate distribution book in a daze, with a stiff look on his face.

There is a line of words impressively written in the notes of estate transfer, which goes deep into our eyes,

"The above assets were frozen for one year, and one year later they were transferred to the name of Ye Huanyan's son. The premise is that one year later, the paternity test results of his son are confirmed as Ling family blood. If the DNA results do not match, all the above assets will be donated to the Red Cross."

On this heritage certificate, hundreds of millions of assets were frozen under the name of the old lady of the Ling family. Whether the old lady believed the identity of the child or not, she used the most desperate way to protect their mother and son.

At least Ling Han must wait for the safe birth of the child in his belly. The child must be the blood of the Ling family, otherwise no one can get this huge asset.

Ye Huanyan is not a fool. After so many years in the workplace, she can't see through the meaning behind this document.

This is the old lady's last protection for her.

"Grandma..." ye Huanyan's fingers trembled slightly while holding the document,

The old lady clenched her other hand and shivered, "good boy, sign."

There was a confused look in her eyes, and she seemed to be in a trance, but she still stared at ye Huanyan, staring at her, waiting for her to sign.

"Sign quickly... Miss Yan." Aunt Zhang urged aside.

Ye Huanyan only felt that tears blurred her eyes. In a haze, she picked up the pen and signed her name. She never felt that her name was so difficult to write, nor that a pen could weigh a thousand kilograms.

When signing the last stroke, a burst of pressure suddenly came from her shoulder. She raised her head with trembling. She only saw the old lady's withered arm drooping on her shoulder, trembling twice, and losing all its vitality in this life.

The doctor quickly came forward. After verifying the situation, he regretfully took off his mask and told the people in a nearly numb tone,

"I'm sorry."

Ye Huanyan held the old lady's hand and tried for a long time, but found that she couldn't cry at all. Her tears seemed to dry up. Her eyes stared at the motionless figure on the bed, gradually revealing an empty look.

The doctor came to withdraw the old lady's bed, but found that she couldn't break her fingers.

She clung to the hand and looked straight at the old face. The pictures flashed in her mind frame by frame. Over the years, the old lady took care of her, cared for her, and even gave her instructions on her deathbed. She couldn't let go.

The lawyer put away the inheritance documents, bowed to the old lady and Ling Han, and left respectfully and politely. What he said before he left didn't enter ye Huanyan's ears, but it fell very clearly in everyone's ears.

"I'm sorry, everyone. At this time in a year, I'll come to two of you and open the frozen heritage with the little master's DNA identification report."

The doctor and nurse stood in front of the bed. A nurse tried to swing ye Huanyan's hand. After several attempts, she finally raised her head and looked at others in embarrassment.

Aunt Zhang was already sobbing and had no strength to comfort ye Huanyan.

Only Ling Han, a tall figure standing by the bed, was cold like a statue at the moment. He stared at his grandmother on the hospital bed for a long time, and then his eyes slowly fell on ye Huanyan.

She was also dressed in her bright red wedding dress, and the pale monotonous color in this room was particularly eye-catching.

It hurt his eyes.

"Ye Huanyan, how far do you want to pretend?"

He said indifferently, "you've got what you want. You don't have to act, do you?"