TVMCC Chapter 82
by VolareYun Yi responded, and Zhang Ma fed him a few mouthfuls of brown sugar ginger soup as soon as he entered.
It was so spicy that Yun Yi wrinkled his nose, crinkling his small face to avoid the spoon in front of him, “I won’t drink anymore.”
Zhang Ma originally wanted to feed him more, but stopped when she heard this, and stuffed a warm baby into Yun Yi’s hand.
Jiang Qiu had tried his best to make the snowman look a little better.
But the head wasn’t round, and wooden sticks were used for arms. However, there was an uglier one next to it for comparison, so it wasn’t too unbearable.
Jiang Qiu squeezed his hands, which were so frozen they were almost numb, and turned to find Yun Yi.
The nose was still replaced with a carrot, and Jiang Qiu asked Zhang Ma for four potatoes, then gave the snowman eyes.
The two looked at each other.
Yun Yi quietly asked, “Jiang Qiu, is this good-looking?”
Jiang Qiu looked into Yun Yi’s eyes, unable to say anything against his conscience, so he kept his mouth shut.
Yun Yi laughed at the ugliness, laughing helplessly.
At this moment, a car slowly stopped at the door, it was Yun Zhongshan’s servant.
Wearing a black suit, he solemnly walked towards Yun Yi, “Young Master, Chairman Yun passed away at 7:25 this morning, and President Yun asked me to pick you up.”
The smile on Yun Yi’s face froze.
Grandpa is dead?
That’s not right, according to the plot, there was clearly still a year left.
This expression in Jiang Qiu’s eyes became Yun Yi being sad.
He stood in front of Yun Yi, “I understand, wait a moment.”
Yun Yi thought, letting Jiang Qiu lead him upstairs to change into black clothes suitable for attending the funeral.
Yun Yi didn’t say a word during this time.
Grandpa is dead, and all the shares under his name will go into his hands according to the will.
The scheme he set up for Qin Zhici will also become the biggest guarantee because of these shares.
With Yun’s shares, Qin Zhici will definitely believe him.
There was some confusion in Yun Yi’s eyes.
This is all too smooth.
He gets whatever he wants.
If he needs money, his uncle will send him money.
If he lacks the capital to negotiate terms with Qin Zhici, grandpa will send it over soon.
Yun Yi touched his heartbeat, very sure that he was alive.
He looked at Jiang Qiu in front of him, and suddenly reached out to grab his wrist, his eyes seeming to seek an answer, “Jiang Qiu, who am I?”
Jiang Qiu’s gaze fell on the hand on his wrist, his fingertips were white from the force, “Young Master, what’s wrong with you?”
“Answer my question.”
“You are Yun Yi, my young master.”
“Then…am I still alive?”
“Alive.” Jiang Qiu’s heart trembled, saying words that he didn’t know if he was comforting himself or Yun Yi, “Young Master will live healthily.”
*
When the two arrived at the Yun family’s old house, there were already many people standing outside.
Wen Heng was also beside them.
During this period, Wen’s stock price plummeted due to the exposed photos. While he was overwhelmed, he also had to deal with Wen Qian’s parents.
After seeing Yun Yi, he suppressed his hatred and greeted him.
Yun Yi was upset and didn’t have the mind to deal with a supporting character, so he responded casually and walked inside.
Old Master Yun’s portrait was placed in the middle.
Zhang Xiaonuo next to him was crying so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath, crying more sincerely than if her own father had died. Yun Cheng stood beside her wiping her tears, looking heartbroken.
Yun Zhongshan looked grief-stricken. After seeing Yun Yi coming, he said, “Xiao Yi, say goodbye to your grandpa. Your grandpa loved you the most when he was alive.”
Yun Yi walked forward, supported by Jiang Qiu, and bowed.
The surrounding discussions gradually rose.
“Who is that next to the Yun family’s young master?”
“I heard it’s the illegitimate son that the Qin family just recognized…”
Jiang Qiu pretended not to hear anything, only guarding Yun Yi’s side.
“Now that everyone is here, let the lawyer announce my father’s will.” Yun Zhongshan said, standing in the middle.
A middle-aged man in a black suit and glasses walked onto the stage, holding a folder in his hand.
“Grandson Yun Yi inherits 55% of Yun’s shares.”
As soon as these words came out, Yun Zhongshan’s expression changed directly. He rushed forward and snatched the will from the lawyer’s hand, looking at it in disbelief.
His appearance was as if the person who was full of grief just now wasn’t him.
“How could this be? How could my father give all the shares to Xiao Yi?”
Zhang Xiaonuo immediately stopped crying, stood next to Yun Zhongshan and looked at him, with an unbelievable expression, “This must be wrong, right? Our Xiao Cheng only has a house? Why does Yun Yi, a sick person, have so many shares!”
“You lawyer are fake, right? You must have taken a fake will to fool me!”
“Tell me! How much money did Yun Yi give you?”
The lawyer’s expression didn’t change, and he respectfully replied: “Madam Yun, this will was personally notarized by Chairman Yun, you can ask any court.”
“Impossible…impossible…”
Yun Zhongshan clenched the will, staring at every word, and after a long time he laughed hatefully.
“When I was alive, I couldn’t be the master of Yun’s, and now that I’m dead, I’ll give all the shares to Xiao Yi. Father, oh father, am I really your own son…”
Yun Cheng clenched her fingers tightly, staring at the only property written on the paper, and after a while, she exchanged glances with Wen Heng, a cold light flashing in their eyes.
Yun Zhongshan suddenly rushed to Yun Yi, ignoring the people present, he showed an eager smile, wanting to hold Yun Yi’s hand, “Xiao Yi, you have never been to Yun’s, nor have you managed Yun’s, these shares are useless in your hands.”
“How about this, I’ll give you everything your mother left behind, and you give, you give these shares to me.”
“Besides, you are my son, and these will be given to you when I get old. Dad is also…managing it for you.”
Yun Yi looked coldly at the person in front of him, and after a long time, he said as if sighing, “Grandpa’s body is not yet cold, do you have to say these things here?”
After speaking, he looked at the lawyer, who understood.
“If there are no problems with the will, Young Master Yun Yi, please sign this contract.”
“Don’t!” Zhang Xiaonuo stepped forward and wanted to snatch the contract from the lawyer’s hand, but Jiang Qiu grabbed her wrist and twisted it, “Why…ah ah!”
“You damned servant, let me go!”
The crowd didn’t stop Yun Yi’s pen, and when his name fell, four bodyguards escorted the lawyer away.
Yun’s change of ownership was in an instant.
Yun Zhongshan is still President Yun, but can only be President Yun.
Yun Yi looked at Yun Zhongshan’s appearance and remembered the original plot.
The original owner was coaxed into signing the transfer contract, and what he waited for was not the things his mother left behind, but Yun’s bankruptcy and death.
This time he kept it for the original owner.
Until the end of the funeral, Zhang Xiaonuo was still scolding, and Yun Zhongshan’s face was ashen.
Those who didn’t know thought losing his father made him turn gray overnight.
Yun Cheng and Wen Heng didn’t know when they left, but Yun Yi didn’t care about these things anymore.
*
A snow only lasted for two days, and by the fourth day, the snowman had melted, and a circle of water had gathered on the ground.
Yun Yi stood in front of it watching, until Jiang Qiu came back from work in the evening.
Before he stopped the car, Jiang Qiu saw Yun Yi in the courtyard wearing a fluffy coat, standing there absentmindedly.
He got out of the car and quickly walked over, holding Yun Yi’s cold fingers to warm them, “Young Master, what’s wrong?”