"If the progress is good, Jiang Ci can't be so pretentious."

"That's all I can find out right now."

"I understand, you go down first."

"Yes, Mr. Song."

Song Shaoyan couldn't see Jiang Ci's wilting appearance. Before he looked like this, Jiang Ci said he was being pretentious, but now he is becoming pretentious.

Man is such a strange creature, Song Shaoyan can't even understand him.

…

The day back to the capital passed quickly, and Little Candy's summer vacation was half over.

On this day, Ning An wanted to find a book to read, so he went to Song Shaoyan's study.

She saw a drawer with a password. When did there be such a safe in the study?

Ning An knocked on it curiously. Could it be that there were gold bricks inside?

Out of curiosity, she tried the password. She didn't expect to succeed, but she didn't expect... the password turned out to be her birthday. What good thing did Song Shaoyan put in it? Was it left for her?

Thinking of this, Ning An secretly opened the drawer. Hey, there were no gold bricks. It seemed that there was a stack of thick documents.

What documents deserve a special safe?

Ning An squatted on the ground and pulled out the documents.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I turned it over, I was stunned.

will?

Yes, it turned out to be a will made by Song Shaoyan last year.

At that time, she was not with him yet.

That time Song Shaoyan had a fever and lay in the hospital for a long time. She even made a special trip back from New York, but she didn't know about the will.

Surprise and shock filled her heart, and her hands trembled as she turned over the paper.

Before that, it turned out that he really didn't want to live anymore and had no hope of living.

The beneficiary of all Song Shaoyan's property in the will, including the Song Group, including Hengyuan, including Song Zhai, etc., is all her Ning'an, and there is no other person.

Ning An looked at the black font on the will and didn't come back to his senses for a long time, his mind went blank.

He had no defense against her, only love.

She was afraid of getting married again, but he had already regarded her as his only one.

In five years, Song Shaoyan has changed a lot.

Ning An silently put the documents back into the safe, locked the cabinet, and then slowly stood up. She had forgotten what book she was looking for, and her mind was filled with the will.

Ning An walked downstairs and went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water.

There was the sound of cars scraping against the ground in the courtyard of Song's residence. Ning An looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window and saw Song Shaoyan's Bentley.

The car stopped and Song Shaoyan, who was wearing a dark blue shirt, got out of the car. His shiny black leather shoes fell to the ground first, followed by his slender legs wrapped in suit pants.

Song Shaoyan unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.

He probably just came back from the entertainment, there was a deep look in his eyes.

It was getting late, the lights in Song's house were all on, and the sky was a little gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

Ning An ran from the living room to the door in her slippers.

Song Shaoyan bumped into her and raised his lips: "What's wrong? You're so careless."

Before he could bend down to change his shoes, Ning An hugged him and buried herself in his arms.

Song Shaoyan was caught off guard.

After we got together, he took the majority of the initiative. This was the first time like this.

The crystal lamp in the living room emits bright and dazzling light, making the whole hall magnificent.

Song Shaoyan hugged her and patted her back: "Have you had dinner?"

"No, I'm waiting for you to come with me."
Chapter completed!