She hugged her harder, breathing every inch of the man's breath, "Feng Yan, we can't do this."

Can't be separated from Yin and Yang, can't cry like this.

The one who survived had to endure so much pain.

Feng Yan's eyes were fixed on the old man. When he was dying, he was not by her side.

The rest, only a few... Circulating memories.

……

Mo Lao died.

The two brothers passed away on the same day, as if heaven had taken them all at once.

And the legend about him, also for a moment, has become the past.

All the customs of this port city have changed since the death of Mo Liting.

The customs of Hong Kong City need to be buried in three days.

Otherwise, the soul will be unstable and unable to reincarnate for a long time.

Feng Yan didn't deal with everything after that. Everything was done by Mo Heng himself. It seems that they were ready a long time ago.

Several bodyguards carried Mo Lao's body out of the bedroom and put it in the crystal coffin.

The man who had been arrogant all his life really left after all.

Su Xiaowan stood beside Feng Yan, looking at the old man at that end.

He was getting older and older than he had seen the other day.

She turned and stopped looking at her.

Tears have long been shed.

Like the news of Feng Yan's death, Su Xiaowan has shed a lot of tears these days.

She thought that if she ran faster, could he... He knew the news and walked with ease?

But people have gone, in the world, there is no way to start again.

She wiped her tears. At this time, Baron Mo came over.

I don't know why, Su Xiaowan always feels that Feng Yan is hostile to him.

This kind of hostility seemed to flow between them... But they didn't say a word, so she didn't know if it was her feeling fault?

Feng Yan took a look at Mo nanjue. "When my father passed away, you eldest son didn't take care of his father's affairs at home. You were out all day. What did the consortium think?"

Monange stopped.

I took a look at the people around him, and now I frowned.

He came here today to see him off for the last ride.

And just then, a group of lawyers came.

"Da Shao, er Shao --"

This is the lawyer in the consortium.

We can imagine what these lawyers did here after Mo Li Ting died.

"Mr. Mo made a will a long time ago and distributed the property. Now can I read Mr. Mo's will?"

In the current environment, probably no one wants to listen.

Mo Heng stood up and said, "let's wait for the end of everything!"

"But Sir said, let me read it in his presence."

That man's appearance, at first glance, was entrusted by Mo Liting, a tough attitude.

Mo Heng took a look at Mo nanjue and Feng Yan, "then read it."

Mr. Wang's concerns, he did not understand his good intentions.

At such a time, the gentleman can think so much, he has the admiration to the gentleman slowly.

The lawyer pulled some contracts out of his briefcase.

"Mr. Mo said that after his death, the proportion of the consortia was 30% for Mo nanjue, 30% for the second master, 35% for Miss Su Xiaowan, and the remaining 5% for Miss Chen Liangliang. Excuse me, are the people I just mentioned present? In addition, Mo's subsidiary company was handed over to Mr. Mo Heng. Mr. Mo purchased a lot of real estate a long time ago. All the remaining real estate was donated to Miss Su Xiaowan, and all the bonds Mr. Mo bought were donated to... "

Su Xiaowan listened to the lawyer at that end, but did not expect that Mo Liting would leave him shares?

There are so many left, more than Feng Yan and them

Standing there, Chen Liangliang, who is also a monk of Zhang Er, has no idea. How could she think that she could own the shares of the consortium.

The day she first came, she met Mo Li Ting, and then the news of her death.

She has been handling the affairs of the old man these days. Although she already knew that Mo Liting would not live long, she wanted to find her, but just wanted to let her marry Feng Yan.

After all, it's popular in rich families.

When you encounter something bad, find something good and rush.

But she seems to think too much. Since she came here, she didn't mention Feng Yan to him, but she took good care of everything else.

And now.

"The above is Mr. Mo's meaning. If there is no objection, you can sign it."

Feng Yan looks at Mo nanjue with a cold face.

We all know what Mo always means.

Since ancient times, brothers have been fighting.

Few people can control it.

In particular, Mo Li Ting is dead.

To give them a brother is not a high proportion, equivalent to equal.

But here, there is a participant in the matter.

Mo Heng.

Mo Heng didn't know that Mo Liting had left so much for him, and he never thought that Mo Liting would give her to take care of the subsidiary.

However, he knew that he was generous all the time, but he didn't expect that he should... Give so much to outsiders.

There are so many people here, but the second master is the only one who really has something to do with him.

But

Su Xiaowan looked at that end of Feng Yan, lips tightly pursed.

They don't know such things.

I didn't know it would be like this.

"Da Shao, Mr. Mo also explained that during this period, you should manage the consortium first."

Su Xiaowan smell speech, immediately look at the end of the Feng Yan.

He looks a little pale.

She can't see through Mo Li Ting.

"Don't give me this mess. I never care about it. Ah Yan is always in charge. Let him continue to manage it."

And Feng Yan cold face, low eyes deeply looking at the woman around at the moment is still the face of tears, slender hand hold her, lift eyes to see the person, from that night she remembered all this, he had been ready, cold way, "after the funeral, I want to go back to the country."

The lawyer's face was a little white.

Is it possible that no one accepts such a large amount of property?

If it were someone else, I would laugh in my dream.

But between the brothers.

Fortunately, Mo Liting had expected all this for a long time.

However, it is obvious that no one wants to run the company. Such a big company has become

"Mr. Mo said that you don't need to sign the contract with your parents. The contract will come into effect immediately. This Mo group is the work of Mr. Mo's whole life. You certainly don't want to be exiled in the hands of people with ulterior motives. Let Mr. Mo feel uneasy even if he goes to that side... Now the news of Mr. Mo's death has spread among the shareholders. If there is any trouble at this time, You are Miss Su. Take a look at this one. If you have no doubt, please sign here. "

Su Xiaowan looks at the contract.

She remembered the contract she had signed the other day.

She doesn't want that either.

For him, money was something outside her. She felt that she had enough food and clothing.

She didn't like the rest.

"I refuse."

"What?"

"I don't want it."

"It's an inestimable equity. You can think about it." Thirty five percent. That's the biggest shareholder.

But the woman said no. You know, this is equivalent to being the most influential person in Mojia group.

Although I don't know why Mr. Wang gives so much money to a stranger, he has his own consideration for everything he does. What they have to do is to do what Mr. Wang tells them.

"No matter how much, I don't need it."

The lawyer looked at him with strange eyes, but he was shot by Feng Yan's indifferent eyes and didn't dare to look at him again.

These people are wonderful.

"Do you really stop thinking about it?"

"I don't need these." Su Xiaowan seriously repeated a sentence, her body slowly back.

Trying not to cause them any trouble.

The man's arm tightly around her, toward her to pass a positive look.

It's telling her that no matter what she does, she has no opinion.

Mo Heng at that end looked at the woman at that end. He didn't accept this huge legacy, which surprised her.

Did you really look at her with colored glasses before?

It must be an act.

But the man can't see anything else on her face, only gentle and elegant.

I don't know why, but I think he has a bright spot.

It's like, dazzling.

The lawyer took a look at Su Xiaowan and his assistant.

Of course, Mo Heng did not sign these.

Mo Heng thinks that Mo Liting has given him enough. Moreover, he is already old. He wanted to retire early and go back to his hometown.

She has no parents, so a lot of times, just want to go home to see.

When people are old, they like to be nostalgic.

She didn't feel it before, but after Mo Li Ting left, he felt more and more like this.

I think that the pace of death is really approaching.

But for those present, there is one exception.

It's Chen Liangliang.

Although Chen Liang Liang has a small share, the Mo family's consortium does not know how many shares it has.

How could she have missed the opportunity.

Chen Liang Liang very neatly signed the word, and then holding the contract.

She didn't expect that she would become a rich woman one day.

This kind of feeling is really likable.

Several lawyers frowned, of course, because of the headache of the two people who didn't sign.

"Miss Su, Mr. Mo, you can think about it again."

"Don't think about it."

"I think very clearly."

Two people speak in unison.

What they said was very decisive.

At this time, a female lawyer appeared at the door. She came in wearing high-heeled shoes. Su Xiaowan seemed to have seen this person, but she didn't seem to have.

"Miss Su, don't tell me. If Miss Su refuses the inheritance, let me give you this notebook."

“……”

Mo seems to be in control of everything.

"Miss Su read the contents of her notebook before making a decision."

The woman at the other end advised.

Su Xiaowan was stunned and looked at Feng Yan.

"Mr. Mo hopes that only Miss Su can see the contents of this notebook. Don't make it public."

Su Xiaowan was confused, but still took the notebook.

Because it's going to be buried right away.

The funeral will continue.

Mo nanjue takes a look at Feng Yan and goes with the army. Su Xiaowan wants to burn the paper to Mo Liting, and he goes with him early.

The lawyer standing at the other end was stunned, looking at Su Xiaowan who went out at the other end.

None of them is easy to worry about. it's too hard.

Can't we all cooperate with his work? Now it's really neither up nor down. It's very embarrassing.

Feng Yan looked at the lawyer at that end, suddenly thought of something and walked over.

Now, in the living room, there were only two of them left.

"And the marriage contract?"

That lawyer Leng for a while, clever as she, soon realized what the man meant by this.

"Second master, this..."

"I don't want to see this contract, you should know what to do."

what?

"This is Mr. Mo's wish. You... I can't destroy it."

"Then take it out and I'll destroy it myself."

"Second master, don't make it difficult for us to do it. It's really not..."

"Lawyer Yan, you should know my way of doing things. I don't like to say it twice in a word."

"To be honest, just yesterday, we sent this contract to Miss Su."

Because the person on the contract must hold one.

So yesterday, after everything was done, they sent it to Su Xiaowan and Mo nanjue.

As for whether Su Xiaowan received it... They didn't have time to inquire, so we don't know now.

The man's eyes are obscure.

"Second master, even if it is destroyed, it has legal effect, not to say..."

"Her husband is me. I'm not dead yet!"

She and Su Xiaowan are legally married. She is not dead. Su Xiaowan's signature doesn't count at all.

“……”

Lawyer Leng for a while, want to say what, but think of the environment at the moment, finally stifled down.

Looking at Feng Yan walking away, the lawyer wiped the sweat on his face. It's true that there was a gentleman in that year.

……

Su Xiaowan went to that place, which is a geomantic treasure land.

She followed Feng Yan for a long time.

The two went up the mountain together.

"Feng Yan, why do you refuse?"

"And you?"

"I... you know I don't feel much about these. Just enough food and clothing. Besides, can you still starve me?"

The man sniffed the words and touched her head.

"I can't starve you."

"You haven't said that yet!"

"I didn't have much interest in that."

"But..."

"Watch the way."

"Oh." Su Xiaowan was so said by him because of the rugged mountain road that he later forgot.

This land is said to be the cemetery he had chosen for himself.

She didn't know what it was like for someone who had not left to choose a cemetery, but she didn't really understand what Mo was doing

She looked at the photo, which was not disfigured before Mo was alive.

The angle of the photo is like Feng Yan.

These days, she is still some can not accept the present thing, a good person, so no.

After all, the man was still joking with her a few days ago.

Now, it's cold bones.

"You must be reunited with her now! Don't worry. I'll take good care of Feng Yan. We'll be together. "