Shen Mingyue covered her phone, looking a little crazy.
She sat barefoot on the carpet, as if she had been greatly frightened.
Shen Heng's temper was even worse after being interrupted. He put on his clothes casually and opened Shen Mingyue's door with a bang. Fu Shuya rushed over with her pajamas in hand and felt relieved when she saw that nothing happened to Shen Mingyue. tone.
"Mingyue, you scared mom by yelling."
Fu Shuya also complained about her.
"Dead..."
Shen Mingyue looked pale, her hair disheveled, and turned to look at her parents and said, "Shen Wan is dead!"
"How is that possible!"
"This is impossible, she is in prison..."
"She committed suicide. I didn't find out until I called. It's been a week since Shen Wan died. We couldn't contact the prison so she was cremated." How could Shen Mingyue and Shen Heng pay attention to unfamiliar numbers? She would think of calling someone. Shen Mingyue also wanted to visit the prison on weekends to force Shen Wan to draw designs for her.
This time, everything is over.
What to do with her future designs?
"The prison informed us to pick up the urn."
Shen Mingyue looked like she had lost her soul. She had not slept peacefully in the past three years. She wanted Shen Wan to die, but once she really died, she was afraid.
"Honey, is that short-lived ghost Shen Wan really dead?"
Fu Shuya's eyes turned, what about the 10% shares in Shen Wan's hands?
If she dies, will her relatives fall on them? But three years ago, they forged a paternity test and said she was not from the Shen family. How should we deal with this...?
Shen Heng obviously thought of this for the first time.
"Go to the prison early tomorrow morning, get her urn back, and take care of her funeral." If Shen Heng wants to get the shares from her in a legitimate way, he must be a good uncle, even if he is not related by blood. Be kind and kind, and don't leave any excuses for others.
"Why? She is a murderer, and yet..."
"Shen Mingyue! You don't know if she is a murderer? This is a good thing for us. At least we can get back the 10% of the shares." Shen Heng already has 50%. If we add these 10%, %, then Mr. Shen will completely become his master.
"This is... not a good thing for me."
Shen Mingyue held her forehead, the corners of her eyes were red and bloodshot.
She couldn't draw a design, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get recognition from the market. She only had Shen Wan's design... But Shen Wan died, and she would never be able to produce anything decent again. With the last few design drafts, will she be forced to quit the design world?
Shen Mingyue couldn't bear the glory and vanity.
"When I get back the 10% of the shares, I can give you 5% of the shares in my hand." This 5% was Shen Heng's last mercy. He could only give his daughter so much, and he longed for one more and more. son.
After hearing this, Shen Mingyue looked at Shen Heng in surprise.
This was the first time that Shen Heng relented in giving her the shares, and she quickly wiped away her tears.
"Really?"
"Mingyue, your father also cares about you very much. Why don't you thank your father quickly? From now on, you will be responsible for the management of the company, not design. Anyway, your achievements are already beyond the reach of many people. I will hold a press conference to say goodbye. , this is another round of publicity for our Shen family."
Fu Shuya is also accustomed to maximizing profits.
She is more realistic and the benefits she gets are better than the false reputation.
Little did they know, they were just fantasies from the beginning.