ring with her mouth half-open, each word practically squeezed out of her throat, "He's your grandson!""Just keep him alive!" Old Master He instructed Nan Ge, then impatiently said to the other two, "T...After the footsteps in the living room disappeared, He Hanchuan signed his name on the document and closed it. He glanced in the direction where Xiang Wan left, a fleeting gloom in his eyes.

Beep—

Beep —

The phone on the table buzzed incessantly, driving him crazy.

He Hanchuan glanced at the caller ID, his brow furrowed slightly, but he didn't answer. Only after a while, the same phone number called again. His eyes darkened, and he answered the call.

"Your grandfather has late-stage lung cancer, everyone is at the hospital now, only you are not here. No matter what you're doing, come over immediately!" On the phone, He Father’s voice was like a thunderbolt.

He told He Hanchuan the location of his ward and then hung up the phone.

He threw his phone onto the table and leaned back on the sofa, rubbing his temples with a look of fatigue. He had an uneasy feeling about something since he hadn't seen his grandfather lately, but he never expected that his grandfather was in the late stage of lung cancer.

He straightened up, took a sip of tea, then called Zhong Yuxuan, got up and left.

The First Hospital of B City.

The VIP ward space was already spacious enough, but when dozens of people came to visit the patient at the same time, the ward felt cramped, shoulder to shoulder. If you weren't careful, you might step on someone else's feet.

Mr. He's three sons, two daughters, their spouses and children all came. Mr. He's father Zhao Yu and his generation stood at the innermost layer, while the younger generations stood outside.

However, the third son of the He family and his children were an exception. The third son of the He family and his daughter-in-law stood by the bed of Old Master He, while their children stood beside them.

And an elderly woman with white hair and a dignified air sat by the bed, wiping Mr. He's face with a towel. If Xiang Wan were here, she would definitely recognize her as the old lady she had met in the hospital corridor before.

"Dad, how come you didn't tell us when you got sick We wouldn't have known if your third daughter-in-law hadn't let it slip!"

"Yes, Dad, no matter what, we can't keep your illness a secret! If something really happened to you, how could we bear it"

"Dad, I don't think the doctors here are very good. You've been treated here for so long and there's no improvement. I happen to know a lung cancer specialist abroad, and I've already contacted him. He'll be here soon..."

In the ward, everything was in disarray. Old Master He sat up in bed, his face grim as he roared, "All of you, shut your mouths!"

The ward fell silent in an instant, leaving only the sound of everyone's breathing.

"What am I telling you to do, making all this racket and buzzing around here all day!" Old Master He pounded the bed frame several times.

Not a single person dared to speak.

Mr. He glanced at everyone and pointed at them, roaring: "Don't think I don't know what you all are thinking! You just want to put on a good show in front of me before I die, hoping I'll leave you more of my inheritance!"

"A bunch of useless things! If you guys running the company had as much effort and thought put into managing it as you do fighting over inheritance, I wouldn't have to worry about you idiots!"

"Don't even think about the inheritance, I've already made my will and nothing you do will change it!"

Everyone had been listening quietly, but the moment they heard that the will was ready, there was an uproar.

"Was the will already written Or is it still the old one"

"Dad, the third brother's family owns 25% of the shares. You're being too biased, aren't you" The He family holds a total of 85% of the shares in He Group.

“Normally, Lao San gets the most shares at home, so it's fine that he receives more dividends. But you even wrote your will this way, your heart is truly biased beyond measure!”

"What's Lao San doing He doesn't do anything but holds so many shares. Isn't that inappropriate We are the ones who manage the company usually."

The old woman stood up and said, "Take your time and speak. The doctor said that the old man needs to rest, so you..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the eldest daughter of the He family. "Aunt Zhou, we usually respect your elders in the He family, but that doesn't mean you are one of our own. This is a family matter about the will, and as an outsider, you should say less."

The old woman mumbled and closed her mouth, sighing as she sat on the sickbed.

"All of you, shut up!" Old Master He shouted from his bed, panting heavily. "Get out! Get out right now!"

Someone else wanted to speak, but Old Master He directly interrupted, "If anyone dares to say another word, I will change the will, and the speaker won't get a single penny! All of you, get out!"

No one dared to speak again, and dozens of people shuffled out, each with their own thoughts.

He Lao San's family remained motionless. He Lao Ye, the elder He, shouted at them, "Scram!"

It was just a lot softer.

Mr. He disliked his second son, He Fu, and his daughter-in-law Zhao Yu the most. The two of them didn't dare to say much throughout the entire process and followed the crowd out.

"The second son and his daughter-in-law stay!" Old Master He said with a grim face.

He Fu and Zhao Yu responded with a nod, then walked back. Other members of the He family cast curious glances at the two, each with their own thoughts.

"Greetings, Master He. Where is Hanchuan Why hasn't he arrived yet"

"I've already told him, he's on his way." Father He looked at Grandfather He's expression and added, "There was something urgent to deal with at the company just now, which delayed Hanchuan a bit of time."

Hearing this, Elder He's face finally improved a bit. He snorted, "I heard that Hanchuan is messing around with Xiang Wan again"

He glared at Zhao Yu with an unsightly face, but said nothing.

"For wealth, brothers fight each other, and husbands and wives become estranged. There are many such cases." Zhao Yu said tactfully, "Wanwan is wholeheartedly devoted to Hanzchuan. If the two of them were together, Hanzchuan would have someone by his side who looked after him."

Mr. He snorted heavily, "Do you think I don't know your little schemes"

Zhao Yu lowered her head and said nothing, only the face meticulously painted with makeup was a little pale.

“The fact that the second son is involved with Lao Lin’s daughter makes you uncomfortable, so you don’t want Hanchuan to marry Qingran, is that it” Old Master He slapped the table.

Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Mr. He let out a cold snort, "That kid Xiang Jianguo is short-sighted and greedy for quick profits. While the Xiang Group appears prosperous, it won't last long. It's simply no match for the Jiang Group!"

"Besides, what about A-Wai She's a murderer! Are you suggesting that the CEO of Hesh Group should marry a murderer Don't you think the stock price is already high enough!"

Zhao Yu carefully said, "The car accident two years ago, there should be some misunderstanding in the middle."

“Can you prove that Late was framed by Jiang Qingran” Old Master He puffed out his chest and glared, “If you can’t prove her innocence, then Hanchuan marrying her would make him appear to have married a murderer!”

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