Nie Canghao finished signing all the documents and put down the signature pen with a cool expression.
"My eldest brother was thinking about you when he was dying and left 3% of his equity to you to inherit."
An Ran stared blankly for a while before asking, "Why did he do that?"
The lake in her heart that had finally calmed down was rippling again. She tried her best to control the turbulent emotions and tried to calm herself down.
It took Nie Canghao a long time to utter an unfriendly answer: "You have to ask him this question."
An Ran bit her lip, pondered for a moment, and made her request: "I want to see his complete will."
"According to the law, you are not qualified."
An Ran glared at the man fiercely: "Why didn't you tell me the will Qingyu wrote before his death last year until now?"
"I originally planned to wait until you gave birth to Chenchen, and then it would be settled directly under Chenchen's name." Nie Canghao said this, and also gave a good reason. "I was afraid that you would take the equity and run away again."
He didn't want to give An Ran too much money before, but he was actually afraid that she would be disobedient even if she had money.
An Ran sneered: "How come your conscience is discovered now?"
"Are you willing to take what I gave you?" Nie Canghao was annoyed. "If I don't let you have some wealth, you will always be interested in the three melons and two dates given by the men outside."
This year he gave her a lot of money, but unfortunately she refused to spend it.
This woman has never regarded her as his woman, and she has never been willing to spend his money confidently.
A wife cannot be poor! This is the lesson he learned after the last incident of Liang Kai’s money transfer.
After much thought, he decided to carry out Nie Qingyu's will.
Now that An Ran has money in his own name, he naturally doesn't care about things given by other men.
But An Ran felt chills all over her body when she heard: "Whether Nie Qingyu's will should be executed or not, it still depends on your wishes?"
Does this man really cover the sky with one hand?
Nie Canghao's face looked a little ugly: "What's that look on your face? I didn't embezzle your share, I just planned to give it to Chenchen directly in one step. Besides, it has been returned to you now, and it can be executed after signing."
An Ran refused to give up: "If Qingyu left anything or anything he left to me alone before he died, please tell me clearly."
Now she seriously doubted that this guy had more than just the 3% stake.
"I'll tell you after I sign." Nie Canghao's tone was a bit cold.
After more than a year, she was still so excited when she mentioned Nie Qingyu, which made him very unhappy.
An Ran grabbed the signature pen and finally signed his name on the property inheritance document.
Butler Wei took the documents and left with the lawyer.
Only An Ran and Nie Canghao were left in the teahouse, and the two began to quarrel again.
"Speak!"
"say what?"
"Nie Qingyu had any last words or tokens that he left to me alone. You are not allowed to hide them and keep them to yourself!"
"What did I do to myself! That's how you look at me? Ha! I won't tell you, go ask Nie Qingyu!"
"..."
On the way back, no one paid attention to anyone.
Xiaoyu licked his hands aggrievedly, and Ahao sped up the car.
The car drove to the hotel, and Xiao Gao was already waiting there.
Nie Canghao told Ahao: "The old man named the baby Chenchen, and he is not allowed to call him any other name in the future..."
"Xiaoyu won't change his name!" An Ran glared at him and drove him away: "Go and get to work! Big CEO!"
Nie Canghao ignored her, stared at Ah Hao in front of him with a stern look, and ordered: "From now on, call the baby's baby name Chenchen!"
"Xiaoyu!" An Ran quickly corrected.
Under the eager gazes of the two men, Ah Hao was calm and composed, without any trouble at all. "It's time for the young master to nurse, how long will you two continue to argue?"
Nie Canghao: "..."
safely:"……"
Nie Canghao still has a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.
As soon as he got off the car, Xiao Gao had already opened the door of another car for him.
The car carried Nie Canghao and quickly drove away.
An Ran could only hold Ah Hao and ask endlessly: "You must have been with Nie Canghao when Nie Qingyu passed away! You must tell me what last words and relics Qingyu left behind!"
Ah Hao got out of the car slowly, opened the rear door, and took Xiaoyu out.
"Speak! One or two of them are pretending to be deaf and dumb." An Ran couldn't help but get angry.
Ahao hugged Xiaoyu, closed the car door, and said to Anran, who was chasing after him: "We'll talk about it when we get back."
An Ran immediately stopped being harsh to him and followed him expectantly, and the three of them returned to the hotel together.
She was only thinking about how to pry Nie Qingyu's last words from Ahao's mouth later, and did not notice the smile on the lips of the man beside her and the happiness and warmth in his dark eyes.
After a thousand twists and turns, he still got what he wanted!
After returning to the hotel, Ahao was busy breastfeeding Xiaoyu and could not talk for a while.
An Ran waited anxiously, finally waiting for Ah Hao to finish his work, and just as he was about to urge him, he received a call from Lu Renjie.
She was irritated for a while and answered the call angrily: "If you have anything to say, please tell me!"
Lu Renjie, who was attacked by his sister for no reason: "..."
"It's okay, I'm hanging up the phone..."
"Xiao Ran!" Lu Renjie said in an aggrieved voice, "Brother is just reminding you to keep the keys in your bag."
An Ran was confused: "What key."
"The key to the bank safe. I secretly put it in your bag this morning."
Lu Renjie felt even more aggrieved: "I sent you a lot of messages but you didn't reply. I thought something was wrong with you so I called you. You are not in a good mood. Did you have a fight with your brother-in-law?"
An Ran rubbed his eyebrows and softened his tone: "I've been very busy and didn't bother to check my phone. Didn't I tell you that I can't have these things..."
"It's all in your name! Xiaoran, don't refuse your brother's meager kindness." Lu Renjie's voice was pitiful. "Xiaoran..."
An Ran was in a hurry to ask Ah Hao about something and didn't bother to talk too much with Lu Renjie.
The other party's voice sounded pitiful, helpless and fragile. She couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to say: "I know! There are some important things to deal with now, so I won't tell you anymore."
When Lu Renjie heard that she agreed to take the key, he immediately became happy. "Xiaoran loves my brother the most! I know you can't bear to refuse me!"
An Ran, who originally wanted to delay the war: "..."
After finally getting rid of Lu Renjie, An Ran put down the phone and continued to ask Ah Hao: "Tell me quickly! What did Nie Qingyu look like before he died? What did he say? Did you leave anything or last words for me?
We have thought carefully, and there is no room for omissions.”
Ah Hao turned on the electronic rotating hanging bell and played with Xiaoyu while answering An Ran's words. "When Nie Qingyu passed away, I stayed in the country to protect your safety. I was not beside him."
An Ran wanted to pick up the cold water bottle that was used to prepare milk powder for Xiaoyu and smash it on the guy's head.
"But I also know a little bit about his will and last words."
"Can you please stop breathing heavily when you speak?" An Ran was about to be anxious to death from this person. "Say it all at once! Don't let me rush you, hurry up!"