It was Liu Qiusi, her voice sharp and piercing. Somewhat irritating, it made her consciousness clearer.
“How is this possible? No, it can’t be. How can she inherit such a large sum of money?” Liu Qiusi suddenly realized her mistake. “No, I mean, my husband must have been confused before dying. That three billion fund can’t possibly be entirely for my daughter. According to the law, I should at least be entitled to half, right?”
Ou Xueman sighed silently, not wanting to open her eyes, but Liu Qiusi, having lost her reason, shook her shoulders. “Xuan Xuan, wake up. Mommy has something important to tell you. Wake up!”
“Mrs. Tong, this isn’t appropriate. Miss Tong just had surgery and needs rest,” Huang the lawyer advised helplessly.
Surgery? What surgery? It seemed she had fainted, and memories flooded her brain: Tong Baichuan had passed away, the person who loved her was gone. Her world felt void and cold.
Even though she didn’t want to wake up, she couldn’t resist Liu Qiusi’s rough treatment.
However, she still didn’t open her eyes, and her body had little strength left. Her voice was soft, “Huang Lawyer, I give up being the guardian of that fund.”
Liu Qiusi and Huang Lawyer were stunned, not expecting her to wake up and relinquish the coveted sum of money.
Liu Qiusi grabbed the lawyer’s clothes excitedly, “You heard that, right? She gave up, so I’ll be the first heir. Quickly help me process the paperwork.”
Huang Lawyer’s disgust was evident, but he held back. He confirmed with Ou Xueman, “Miss Tong, are you sure you want to give up that fund? This will have legal implications, so you must consider it carefully.”
Ou Xueman, sneering inwardly, decided she didn’t want to be involved anymore. She opened her eyes and stated firmly, “I am certain I give up being the guardian of that fund.” She glanced at Liu Qiusi, “If she wants it, give it to her.”
Liu Qiusi, overjoyed, cupped Ou Xueman’s face, “Truly worthy of being my daughter; I didn’t misjudge you.” She added, “Okay, you just had surgery; you need more rest. Mom won’t disturb you anymore.”
“Surgery? What surgery did I have?” Ou Xueman wondered. She had just fainted; how could that necessitate surgery?
