"Cough, cough..."
Wen Guilin sniffled into her handkerchief, prompting Yan Renzhong to give her an annoyed look.
"Manager Wen, I am not dead yet."
Wen Guilin blowed into her handkerchief.
"We are discussing your estate planning. How can I not be sad?"
Yan Renzhong shook his head slightly.
"Everyone has to do this at some point," he offered a somber reply, but it did not make Wen Guilin feel any better. If anything, she felt even worse.
"Let me summarize the content of your will, Mr. Yan," Lawyer Hui said as he traced the bullet points in the document for Yan Renzhong to read.
"The house you bought for the Song sisters will be transferred to Song Yaya after she reaches the age of eighteen.
The Shen family's house, the apartment at Red Jade Pavilion, and your many estates all over the country will be transferred to Mr. Shen Jingwei upon your demise.