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Chapter 925: Chapter 909 You Gave Birth to a Daughter, You Understand Chapter 925: Chapter 909 You Gave Birth to a Daughter, You Understand And once again, everyone saw just how shameless Ren Ying was, even looking down upon her own mother with total disdain.

This was the good daughter she had raised, the one who’s responsible for her own father’s death, and now she even had the audacity to claim all of her father’s fortune.

Since a will had been made, it represented the deceased’s last wishes, and as the living, we must respect those of the dead.

“The will states,” Gu Qing’s voice was not loud, yet it was audible to everyone present.

“The house and all the savings in the home are to go to Ms.

Huang Aizhu,” Ren’s mother raised her face, clearly in pain.

To her, not to Ren Ying?

Ren Li didn’t care, even if her dad had only left her and Chengcheng an apology, it would have been fine.

She didn’t need the Ren Family’s house—her own family built houses, and wanting one was just a matter of reaching out.

As for money, were they short of it?

They had several undeveloped plots that could turn into numerous residential complexes.

Tang Zhinian’s wealth was more than enough for several lifetimes.

As for what was left for Chengcheng, she wouldn’t give it up.

Ren’s mother bowed her head and said nothing, already devastated by the old man’s death.

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Whatever should be given to her, she didn’t care anymore.

She didn’t even know the specifics of the items mentioned in the will, and she seldom paid attention to those things.

If she had the time, she would simply take care of her grandson.

The household had always been managed by Ren’s father, and now that he was gone, she was at a total loss.

“Tomorrow I will follow Ren’s senior’s will and move those items out,” Gu Qing said.

Gu Qing patted Tang Xincheng’s hair, “These are what your grandfather left for you.

He said he is sorry to you and your mother, but he had nothing else to give.

He hopes you keep these well as a memory.”

Holding the will, Tang Xincheng felt his nose tingle and he was overwhelmed with sadness.

He was supposed to have a close relationship with his grandfather, but now his grandfather was gone.

He wasn’t as fortunate as Xiaobai, who not only was cherished by his grandparents but also dearly loved by his maternal grandparents and his uncle.

He really wished he had a grandfather…

Tang Zhinian patted his son on the head and rallied his spirits, “Let us send your grandfather off on his final journey…”

This year might have been the saddest for Tang Xincheng yet, having a grandfather and then losing him, and going through his own near-death experience.

It was, of course, also the year he grew up the fastest, prematurely learning about the world’s ugliness and experiencing the grief of losing loved ones.

He lifted his face, wiped his eyes forcefully, and stood with his parents to bid his grandfather farewell for the last time.

After Ren’s father’s burial, Gu Qing took Ren’s mother to get the house affairs in order.

Entrusted by Ren’s father and acting as his personal lawyer, Gu Qing would see these matters through to the end, especially since they involved the Tang Family.

The procedures were simple.

The house was previously in Ren’s father’s name and was now transferred to Ren’s mother.

Ren’s father never liked the idea of buying multiple properties, even during booming real estate markets, as he never intended to buy another.

A single house, no matter how many you own, you can only live in one.

They didn’t go out much, and no one would live in them even if they bought more.

Hence, Ren’s father only had this one house, which was quite large—a garden villa suitable for four generations to live in comfortably.

Ren’s mother followed behind Gu Qing, just signing and responding where required, saying nothing else and asking no questions.

“The house has been transferred to your name,” Gu Qing explained, knowing she would understand.

“Ren’s senior left about three million in savings, enough for another lifetime for you.”

Ren’s mother blinked, struggling to control her tears.

What did she need this money for?

She wanted her old man, but Ren’s father was truly gone, turned to ash before her eyes.

“Ren’s senior had something else to say to you.”

Gu Qing had no good impression of Ren’s mother and was now strictly dealing with official matters, devoid of sympathy for her.

The tears she was shedding were a consequence of her own actions, unrelated to anyone else.

“What did the old man say?”

Ren’s mother felt agonized.

If she had known he would die, she would never have let him go out in the middle of the night—it was just for a meal, but how could he have just disappeared like that?

Now she was left a lonely widow, uncertain of how to live on.

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“He said,” Gu Qing’s lips tightened slightly, “you know your own daughter well.

You understand what kind of person Ren Ying is.

Keep the money and the house he left you.

Do not let Ren Ying trick you out of it.

When you are driven out, heaven won’t heed your cries, and earth won’t answer your pleas.”

Ren’s mother initially wanted to say something, but she only moved her lips without voicing a word because Gu Qing spoke the truth.

She knew her own daughter.

If Ren Ying was trustworthy, she wouldn’t have driven her own father to his death.

Ren Ying was like her, selfish and shameless, and although it was hard to admit, it was the truth.

Gu Qing said no more.

Whether Ren’s mother heeded his words was her concern.

She should just make sure she wasn’t forced out to end up homeless and dying on the streets like Ren’s father.

Ren’s father at least had Ren Li to manage his affairs, but what of Ren’s mother in the days to come?

It was hard to say.

With Ren’s mother’s matters settled, Gu Qing continued with what was written in Ren’s father’s will—the contents of a certain room were all to be given to Tang Xincheng.

Ren’s mother knew about the will but dared not utter a word.

She would forever be haunted by the fact that Ren’s father died because of them.

Gu Qing took a key from his pocket and unlocked the door.

As the door opened, what appeared was just a row of bookshelves filled with dusty books, suggesting no one had been inside for quite some time.

Gu Qing walked in, following Ren’s father’s instructions, he pushed a bookcase open, revealing a hidden mechanism.

He pressed it, and the bookcase door swung open.

It was a door within a door, a room within a room.

What seemed to be an ordinary study on the outside concealed marvels within.

As they entered, even Gu Qing was stunned, and the sound of their collective gasps was audible.

Fortunately, at this moment, only their own people were present.

Ren’s mother stood outside, merely as a witness to confirm they only took what was left to them and nothing else from the Ren Family’s belongings.