If you remove the two villas and the inheritance allocation of 10 million yuan, the old man should use other things to compensate her...

Therefore, Murong Yuan stopped Mr. Murong from instructing his lawyer to modify the terms of the will, and instead looked forward to his next words.

Then, nothing happened.

Mr. Murong had no intention of speaking any more. He was leaning on a rosewood crutch in his hand, looking mysterious and incredible. He was wearing a Tang shirt and sat on the seat behind the mahogany desk.

The lawyer asked for instructions: "This article has been revised, just remove the property income of Miss Murong Yuan. Mr. Murong, is there any other funds that need to be deleted and modified in your will?"

"No more, just use it to notarize it." Old Master Murong replied without thinking.

Murong Yuan's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she hurriedly said, "Grandpa..."

When Mr. Murong looked over, Murongyuan restrained the ferocious look on her face, and her eyes had a pitiful smell.

"Grandpa, have you forgotten something?" Murong Yuan was anxious, but had to maintain her usual reserve and reminded her.

Mr. Murong's face was full of vigor and said, "No. Although I am old, my memory is still good."

Old fox, pretend! Keep pretending!

Seeing that Mr. Murong was suggesting that he deliberately understood and pretended not to understand, Murong Yuan gritted her teeth and had to point it out:

"It's me! Grandpa, since you have recovered the two villas and ten million of current assets that you originally planned to give me, why are you..."

No compensation at all?!

"Didn't you say that you have an industry under your name and you don't lack it?"

Mr. Murong immediately showed a slightly surprised look, and looked at Murong Yuan's eyes as if he was saying: It's not good to be too greedy.

Murongyuan is about to be angry to death!

Is this what she meant? The old man dared to take her out of context! She said other words later, was she eaten by a dog?!

After much patience, Murong Yuan still suppressed her temper and tried her best to explain:

"Grandpa, these are just two different things. Whether I lack it or not is two completely different concepts from whether you are willing to give it to it."

Even if the shares of Murong Group are only 1%, they are jealous enough, and they are not comparable to those small-scale industries she bought herself.

An Lan actually got as much as 20%, but she didn't have a single point. How could she swallow this breath with ease?

So Murong Yuan didn't even plan to ask for the shares for the sake of the shares.

She said: "...This is a proof and manifestation of whether you feel sorry for me, my granddaughter."

Everyone and Bai Mo: "..."

If you want shares, just say it, don’t play the emotional card here.

The key is, disgusting.

After all, ginger is so spicy. Mr. Murong said:

"Of course I feel sorry for you. What I give you are the two best villas in the capital, with a market price of 90 million, plus 10 million current assets, a total value of 100 million."

What?

One hundred million!!

She thought the two villas would only be at most 20 million!

Murong Yuan's face changed with a wonderful change. 100 million is equivalent to 1% of the shares of Murong Group. She actually...

"It's A Yuan, you don't want it."
Chapter completed!