After mourning, she asked, "How many total assets are there in Zhou Qichuan that you have liquidated?"

"The total value I gave to you now is over 80 billion." Lawyer Gu answered again.

Eighty billion!

This time, Song Zhiyuan's eyes widened slightly.

Isn’t Zhou Qichuan not holding shares in Zhou’s family? Where did he get so much money?

Although she always knew that Zhou Qichuan was an investment expert, the projects he invested in had almost never failed, but the 80 billion yuan asset was really something Song Zhiyuan had never thought of.

After a moment of shock, she took over the assets and inventory from the hands of the two lawyers and started to look carefully.

Real estate, shops, buildings, manors, private islands, yachts, private jets, luxury cars and jewelry, and stocks and cash of various listed companies are dazzling, only Song Zhiyuan could not have imagined, and there is nothing that is not on the list.

She watched it for nearly ten minutes.

After reading roughly all the assets on the list, she was shocked and looked up at Zhuo Mu and the two lawyers opposite and asked, "Is these all the assets under Zhou Qichuan's name?"

Zhang Mu smiled meaningfully, shook his head and said, "No."

The largest asset under Zhou Qichuan's name is Zhuoyuan Group.

Zhuoyuan Group is not listed, cannot be transferred, and can only be inherited.

Unless Zhou Qichuan dies, Song Zhiyuan can legitimately inherit Zhuoyuan Group.

no!

Song Zhiyuan was shocked again, but her face showed calmness.

Judging from Zhuo Mu's appearance, he didn't seem to want to say much, and she and Zhou Qichuan are not close and loving couples. They don't need to know each other very well.

He looked at the list of assets in his hand again, and Song Zhiyuan confirmed, "Zhou Qichuan means that these assets will be transferred or given to me. Even if I divorce him one day, he will not take them back?"

"Yes." Zhang Mu smiled and gave a pretty affirmative reply.

Song Zhiyuan raised her eyebrows and had a playful expression.

What she and Zhou Qichuan wanted was 40 to 50 billion.

For Song Zhiyuan, this number is already an astronomical number. She never thought that Zhou Qichuan would fulfill it even after he agreed.

But now, she actually gave her eight hundred billion to give it to herself.

She and her mother would probably have been squandering such huge sums of money for several lifetimes.

"Madam, please sign. After signing, Gu Lu and James will go through the relevant transfer and gift procedures immediately." Seeing that Song Zhiyuan seemed to hesitate, Zhang Mu urged him.

Song Zhiyuan raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Mu without hesitation. After agreeing to "OK", she took the signature pen in his hand.

...

Originally, Song Zhiyuan wanted to go to bed early.

But lying on the bed, tossing and turning, I couldn't sleep.

I don’t know if it’s true that the words are short and the mouth is soft.

She collected Zhou Qichuan's 80 billion yuan, so she felt guilty and couldn't sleep.

Since she couldn't sleep, she simply crawled up and took her cell phone and swiped aimlessly.

Before I knew it, it was already past one o'clock in the evening, and Song Zhiyuan suddenly felt a little thirsty.

She got up, took the water cup on the short table and wanted to take a few sips, but the water was cold and she wanted to drink warm.

After taking a look at the time again, my eyes couldn't help but lose their erotic feelings.

Can Zhou Qichuan, a dog, not go home for a night after giving it money?

However, which one is more important, Eighty Billion or whether he will come back to spend the night?

Of course it's 80 billion.

With these 80 billion, she doesn't worry about calling eight top ducks every night.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh at herself, took the water cup downstairs, and planned to pour a cup of warm water to drink.

However, as soon as she opened the bedroom door and went out, she saw bright lights pouring out in the slightly open room diagonally opposite.

The room diagonally opposite is Zhou Qichuan's study.

Although their bedroom is a large suite and has a study, the study in the bedroom is only for her use. Zhou Qichuan always deals with anything in the study diagonally opposite.

It's so late, how could there be someone in the study? Did she forget to turn off the light? But she had never been to Zhou Qichuan's study tonight!

With a confused mood, Song Zhiyuan was wearing cotton slippers and carefully approached slowly.

It was late at night and the entire third floor was even more slight. Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but relax even when she breathed.

When he was almost approaching the door of the study, suddenly, a man's voice came out. The sound was not loud, and Song Zhiyuan was not very real, but she could tell that what was heard inside was fluent American English, and the voice was not from Zhou Qichuan.

Song Zhiyuan's steps were stunned for a moment.

Could it be that someone else came to the family?

But soon, another voice sounded, and it was also a fluent English. But this time, Song Zhiyuan must have been Zhou Qichuan's voice.

Zhou Qichuan is back? He is holding a video conference?

When did he come back? Why is there no movement at all?

With a confused mood, Song Zhiyuan raised her leg and approached again.

When she came to the door, she looked inside through the slightly open crack of the door—

Sure enough, the dog man came back. He was sitting in the chair at the desk at the moment, holding his hands on the armrests of the chair, crossing them together, staring at the elevator screen with his eyes down, his beautiful brows frowned slightly, his eyes were not blinking, and he was very serious and devoted.

He is indeed holding video conferences and talking to foreign countries.

After a glance, Song Zhiyuan's confused and uneasy heart instantly calmed down.

Even she herself didn't know that the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt up. Then, she withdrew her gaze and tiptoed to leave Zhou Qichuan's study door and walked downstairs.

She did not use the elevator, but walked on the stairs.

When she arrived at the restaurant downstairs, she turned on a small lamp, poured a glass of warm water, then leaned against the sideboard, and slowly sipped it.

When did Zhou Qichuan come back?

He is obviously back, why don’t he tell her?

Do you don’t want to, disdain, and feel it’s unnecessary? Or do you think she is asleep, afraid of waking her up?

Just as I was thinking, in the extremely quiet space, the slight sound of the elevator door opening suddenly came from the direction of the elevator entrance.

Song Zhiyuan was shocked and turned her head to look.

When the elevator door was completely opened, the man stepped out of the elevator, raised his eyes and met Song Zhiyuan's surprised gaze.

In an instant, Zhou Qichuan raised his lips and smiled, walked quickly towards Song Zhiyuan with his long legs.

Looking at the man getting closer to him in a daze, when Song Zhiyuan came to her senses, she quickly withdrew her gaze, lowered her head to drink water, her heartbeat and breathing, but at this time, she inexplicably got confused.

"Why don't you sleep so late? Well-"

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