Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Grandpa, I won't agree to it no matter what!" Jiang Yu's voice was stern. do you understand? "

The old man's face twitched, as if he didn't expect Jiang Yu to speak to him in such a tone. However, when he saw the pale and dazed Jing Tong, he restrained his anger and folded the self-reflection into an envelope. forget it. We'll talk about this later.

"Jing Tong should be in charge of both wills," Jiang Yu extended his hand to him.

The old man glanced at him but didn't argue with him. He handed the will and envelope to Jiang Yu and then looked at Jing Tong. "Little girl, my condolences. If he had the chance, he would try to persuade Jiang Yu. Now that things have come to this, it's better to fight for the greatest benefits. Otherwise, your father's painstaking efforts will be in vain."

Jing Tong's entire body trembled as he hugged the will tightly. Jiang Yu, on the other hand, was a little angry."Grandpa!"

The old man glanced at him and left with the guards, leaving the office for the two of them.

Jiang Yu picked Jing Tong up and placed her on a chair. He half-squatted down and looked at her. "Don't take the old man's words to heart,"

Perhaps he was really angry, Jiang Yu did not even address him respectfully.

At this time, Jing Tong could not care about the old man's attitude. She gently shook her head, and with trembling hands, she took out the will from the sealed bag and opened it.

Seeing the familiar handwriting and title, her eyes became hot again.

"Tong Tong, when you read this letter, father will definitely be dead. It's a pity that dad had to make this decision. Actually, he should've done this long ago when dad's actions were exposed, but dad was too weak, and still wanted to have a chance to reunite with my good daughter, Yingluo."

When Jing Tong saw this, she couldn't Continue reading. She suddenly closed the will and cried in Jiang Yu's arms.

Jiang Yu held her tightly, calling her name and kissing her head, but he didn't say anything.

"This is dad's handwriting, Yingluo." Jing Tong choked,"I'll go and sign, Yingluo."

"Alright," Jiang Yu sighed softly.

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Jing zhinyuan's funeral Affairs were handled in a very low-key manner. After all, after Jing zhinyuan fell from power, most of the friends and relatives who tried to curry favor with him had left. Other than Jing Tong, no one else cared about Jing zhinyuan's life. So Jing Tong did not hold a funeral. After getting her father's ashes, she bought a Cemetery and buried him there. She personally wrote an epitaph for him and set up a tombstone.

After doing all this, she stayed in front of the tombstone alone for a long time until Jiang Yu forcefully brought her home.

She suddenly remembered that today was the day of the election.

For the past two days, she had ignored all outside information and didn't pay attention to the election's progress, so she didn't know if Jiang Yu and Grandpa Jiang had come to a conclusion. However, after returning to the Jiang residence, she looked at the man beside her with a hoarse voice."Yingluo shouldn't be Yingluo here at this time."

"Where should I be if not here?" He touched her thin and pale face and sighed softly. you haven't had a good meal for two days.

Jing Tong forced a smile. I'm on a diet, aren't I? Yingluo? I keep feeling like I've gained weight recently. Yingluo.

"I hope you don't lose weight," Jiang Yu said, his heart aching. You'll look better if you're chubby."

Jing Tong's lips moved, but he did not say anything.