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117、Let's go to see the house

A few days later, An Bu brought his lawyer, notary and doctor to the Dong family in a mighty manner. The doctor first judged Mrs. Dong's ability to behave, and then with the help of the lawyer, he counted the inheritance, sorted out relevant materials, made a will, and finally the notary was notarized. The entire process was recorded and no one was allowed to tamper with it.

An Bu also stayed at the scene as a witness. Mrs. Dong left all the property, collections and two-thirds of the deposits under her name to her daughter, and the remaining old house and one-third of the deposits to Dong Chengshao.

What Mrs. Dong really wants to keep her daughter's company, and the legal representative of the company is Mrs. Dong. If no will is made, the shares belonging to Mrs. Dong will be inherited by Dong Chengshao and her daughter. Dong Chengshao will receive a larger proportion. At that time, the ownership of the company will definitely belong to him. This is also the result that other people in the Dong family hope to see.

However, this company was founded by Mrs. Dong and her husband and had little to do with the family. After her husband passed away, the company was handed over to her daughter Dong Jiayi to manage. Over the past ten years, the total assets almost exceeded the declining Dong family's property. The Dong family believed that Mrs. Dong was the wife of the Dong family. All the property of her and her daughter belonged to the Dong family, and of course, it should be inherited by the male Ding of the Dong family. Mrs. Dong was weak and was closely monitored by the Dong family. She tried to find a lawyer many times but was destroyed, and even threatened her with her daughter's safety.

In order to avoid the harm of her daughter after her death, she added a special one, and if her daughter cannot inherit it due to accidents, all her inheritance will be donated to a public welfare organization.

The will is finally established and takes effect immediately.

Mrs. Dong finally took off her burden, and she seemed to have grown much older, but she was in good spirits.

When the Dong family got the news, they rushed over, the lawyer and notary had left and everything was settled.

"You dare to lie to us!" The bald old man pointed at Mrs. Dong and said angrily, "Who asked you to make a will on your own initiative? We uncles and uncles are not present. What right do you, a woman, have to divide the property of the Dong family?"

Mrs. Dong said calmly: "I have never received any favors from you and I never owe you anything."

"You are the daughter-in-law of our Dong family, and you should have abide by your duties and put family interests first."

"I have spent more than 40 years of youth to the Dong family. Do you still want my daughter to be a cow and a horse for you?" Mrs. Dong said disdainfully, "What family interests are you just greedy."

The bald old man stared at her viciously: "Song Youqing, you'd better think clearly, don't implicate your daughter because of impulse."

Mrs. Dong said in a stern tone: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" The bald old man sneered, "Don't worry, we won't hurt your daughter's life, but there are ways to destroy a woman."

"You are so despicable." Mrs. Dong was so angry that she trembled all over.

"Stop talking nonsense, call the lawyer back and revise the will, otherwise don't blame us for being polite."

"Yes, we will never give up until we break down the will."

"You can die, but your daughter will still have to live in the future. She is almost forty and has not yet married. Isn't it all because of you?"

Everyone kept putting pressure on Mrs. Dong when they said and said something.

"Have you said enough?" A cold shout suddenly sounded, Anbu stood beside the bed, looking at them indifferently, "Is it shameless for a group of big men to bully orphans and widows?"

"What are you?" The bald old man was very alert to the girl who couldn't drive away, "This is our Dong family's business, and you don't have to worry about it."

An Bu didn't talk to him, and directly showed the recording pen in his hand and clicked to play: ["You are the wife of our Dong family. You should be loyal to your duties and put the interests of the family first... Song Youqing, you'd better think clearly, don't implicate your daughter because of impulse... We won't hurt your daughter's life, but there are ways to destroy a woman..."]

After the playback, An Bu ignored everyone's faces and said quietly: "I think this is enough to constitute a crime of intimidation and threatening? If something happens to Miss Dong, you will be the first suspect. I am Mrs. Dong's friend, and I will stare at you for her. Don't think that women are easy to bully. I have a way to deal with you shameless men."

To reason with these people is simply a waste of saliva, just take their handles.

Everyone stared at An Bu viciously, all of whom looked like they dared not speak out. If this sentence was said a month ago, they wouldn't take it seriously, but after this period of tossing, they were a little scared of the girl. They obviously had no background, but they couldn't kill her, and instead got dirty by her.

"Okay, the old lady needs rest. You can leave if you have nothing to do." An Bu didn't care about their resentment. Unlike the helpless Mrs. Dong and her daughter, she had a cat owner on top to suppress evil, and a coffin board underneath to lift the corpse. Whoever kicked her would be unlucky.

A group of uncles and uncles were coaxed out by Anbu, and the bedroom was restored to peace.

The old lady sat in a wheelchair and looked at the sunset outside the window with an extremely peaceful expression. She lived her whole life under the ethics imposed on her by the Dong family. She had many concerns and dared not resist. Before her death, someone finally gave her the courage to help her take this step.

"Small steps."

"What?"

"Didn't you say you wanted me to watch a movie with you?"

"Yeah." An Bu sat next to her, clicked on her phone, checked out the latest new film, and asked, "What do the old lady want to see?"

Mrs. Dong wore reading glasses, carefully screened it, and finally pointed to one of them: "Just it."

Anbu looked carefully: "Grandma Eighteen"?

After returning home, Anbu told Ms. Dong about this, but she strongly opposed it. Mrs. Dong was weak and should not go out. In addition, there were too many people in the cinema, so it was inevitable that there would be bumps and bumps. If you were not careful, you would have an accident.

An Bu said: "Miss Dong, I know you are very worried, but for the rest of the time, you can let her be willful once."

There was no sound on the other side of the phone for a long time, and then there was a faint whimpering sound.

Two days later, An Bu and Miss Dong took Mrs. Dong to the cinema together, sitting in the crowd like an ordinary audience, watching the video with relish.

Laughing came from time to time around, and the old lady was also overjoyed and would comment a few times from time to time. Although she was speechless, her tone was cheerful, just like other young people, full of vitality.

Miss Dong sat next to her, listening to her voice, tears couldn't stop rushing out of her eyes.

After watching the movie, Mrs. Dong said to her: "Jiayi, everyone has only one life. Mom has gone through it. You must go on the rest of the road without complaining or regretting, and live happily for the rest of your life."

A week later, Mrs. Dong passed away and Anbu attended her funeral.

She could no longer remember how many funerals she had attended. Time flew quickly and before she could leave more memories, her friends left her one by one. One day, she would also send Mr. Jian out of this world like others.

Anbu stood in the crowd, and an uncontrollable chill suddenly rose in his heart.

"Miss An." A voice came from behind, interrupting Anbu's thoughts.

Anbu turned around and looked, smiled and said hello: "Ms. Dong."

Miss Dong walked up to her with a box in both hands: "Ms. An, this was what my mother asked me to give to you before her death."

An Bu remembered that she had bet with Mrs. Dong that if she insisted on working for three months, she would give herself a gift. Now she is a few days away from three months, which is dozens of days longer than the doctor expected.

Anbu took the box and opened it and saw that the box contained a set of exquisite jewelry and dressing supplies, necklaces, earrings, hairpins, rings, wooden combs, mirrors, etc.

"Thank you for your care for your mother during this period." Ms. Dong thanked her carefully.

"You're welcome, your mother and I are very close." Anbu reminded, "You should be more careful in the future. If someone makes things difficult for you, come to me."

Miss Dong nodded, thanked again, and left.

Anbu calmed down and returned home with the box. Opening the door, a smell of food came to her face. She looked up and saw that the dining table was filled with hot meals. Jian Ningxuan walked out of the kitchen with a cartoon apron on her body, her hair on her forehead was a little wet, and her blue eyes were bright and vivid, without any fireworks.

"I'm back, come and have a meal." The moment Jian Ningxuan looked at An Bu, his body suddenly shone with dazzling light, illuminating the entire room. Everything around him was painted with gorgeous colors.

Anbu put the box aside, and his shoes didn't change. He ran towards him barefootly, threw himself into his arms, hugged his waist, and smelled the breath of his body, and was suddenly resurrected.

"Mr. Jian, the smell of sweat on your body is also very good." Anbu praised satisfiedly.

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

Anbu raised his head and smiled and said, "Mr. Jian, will we go see the house tomorrow?"

Jian Ningxuan: "!"

"Buy a small villa with a garden, it doesn't have to be too big. As long as there is enough space for us to let go of fun, don't have children or raise dogs, and work hard to pet cats for ten thousand years."

Jian Ningxuan's eyebrows were dyed with a soft color, his eyes were bright and shiny.

"good."

At night, Anbu lay down on the bed to check the property. Jian Ningxuan walked over and handed her a card.

"What?" Anbu took the card over.

"Your bank card." Jian Ningxuan said concisely, "It should be enough to buy a villa."

Anbu remembered that she had written in her diary that she wanted to buy a small villa in resorts all over the world.

When I handed over the bank card to Jian Ningxuan, I only had 20,000 yuan. I saved up the money to buy a villa in just a few months?

"Mr. Jian, you are so awesome." An Bu praised without hesitation.

"Well, give me the card after buying the villa." Jian Ningxuan looked calm, as if he didn't care about her praise at all, but the light on his body kept flashing.

An Bu looked at him with a smile. Mr. Jian was worried that the shoveler had no money, so he planned to make money to buy a cat house for himself?

Why are you so considerate, cat owner?

Anbu held his face and squirted.

Jian Ningxuan lay beside her, enjoying the hair-feeding service of the shoveler comfortably. Her whole body was loose and she almost exposed her belly.

This lazy little look made An Bu want to spoil him to heaven.

"Oh, Mr. Jane, what if you get bald by me in the future?"

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

Don’t worry about such uselessness. He will work hard to take care of his hair and ensure that you can have hair for the rest of your life.

The next morning, Jian Ningxuan and Anbu went out early to see the villa together.

Anbu’s requirements for villas are to be by the sea, have good scenery and convenient transportation.

Jian Ningxuan has no objection, just Anbu likes it.

The two of them walked around for a day and quickly chose an ideal villa.

Anbu stood on the roof of the villa, facing the sea breeze, and asked enthusiastically: "Mr. Jian, as a cat who married the shoveler, what do you think?"

Jian Ningxuan: "…The cat food is enough."

"What else?"

"Someone is rubbing every day."

"What else?"

"You can live your life with the person who loves me the most in this world."

Anbu wrapped around his waist and whispered: "Mr. Jane, I love you."

Mr. Jian, you are the one who loves me the most in this world.
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