A week later, Fu Siqing returned to China.

Lingmei Group VIP Lounge.

"Miss Fu, please wait a moment, Mr. Jiang will be here soon. The female secretary poured Fu Siqing a cup of coffee and put it lightly on the table.

"Thank you. Fu Siqing took a sip of coffee.

About five minutes later, Jiang Xinyi walked into the VIP room with a black folder in her hand. She wore a red women's suit today, her face was expressionless, and she looked quite capable of a working woman.

"I've been waiting. Jiang Xinyi sat on the sofa opposite Fu Siqing.

"Since Ms. Jiang doesn't talk nonsense, then I'll get straight to the point. Fu Siqing put down the coffee cup, "I came back this time to take back my father's inheritance from you." ”

"Your father's estate is my legal inheritance. Jiang Xinyi's eyes were indifferent, and she opened the black folder and put it in front of her.

Fu Siqing didn't look at what kind of document it was, but felt that the word "legal" was particularly ironic. "Ms. Jiang, if I'm not mistaken, you left our Fu family when I was three years old. And where were you when I was 14 years old?

"Miss Fu, is this complaining that I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a mother?"

"Ms. Jiang is really worried, I haven't had a mother since I was a child, how can I complain? I just don't want to watch you all act in an embarrassed manner and tarnish my father's hard work for most of his life!" Fu Siqing looked at half of his father's country, and the logo of "Lingmei Group" was pasted everywhere in his eyes, and a sudden hatred surged into his heart.

"Then please take a good look at these documents, white paper and black, all the formalities are going through the formal legal process. If Miss Fu has any objections, I can ask my lawyer to answer them. ”

Fu Siqing flipped through those paper documents, she didn't believe that her father had an accident suddenly, and all the things of the Fu family were naturally inherited from Jiang Xinyi's name.

"Since these are legal, they must have been prepared by my father before he died. What about my father's will?"

Jiang Xinyi flipped to the end of the black folder, "Look for yourself!"

It was a legally valid will, which stated the inheritance and distribution of all the property under his father's name. One line is particularly eye-catching, before the little daughter Fu Siqing was married, all the property was owned by his ex-wife Jiang Xinyi.

"As far as I know, Miss Fu, you're still single, right?" Jiang Xinyi asked knowingly.

Fu Siqing raised her eyebrows and didn't answer her, "It means that if I am married now, all the property of the Fu family will belong to me?"

"According to your father's will, it should be like this. ”

In that case, it's much easier.

"I'll take my father's will first, Ms. Jiang, I'll come back to you again. Fu Siqing got up and saw a man standing at the door of the VIP room, with cropped trousers revealing a thin ankle, one hand in his pocket, full of leisurely appearance.

A week ago, Fu Siqing quietly returned to China. Unaccompanied, she didn't expect Jiang Xinyi to pick up the airport, and she also brought her little boyfriend Fu Yiran.

Seeing these two people, four words always came to her mind: embarrassed!

As soon as he walked out of the building of Lingmei Group, Fu Siqing received a call from Xu Liangchen.

"I said Fu Siqing, you are too uninteresting, you didn't even contact me when you returned to China?!"

"Didn't I settle in? I was about to contact you, and you called. ”

"Report the address, and I'll pick you up. ”

Fu Siqing didn't dare to say that he was downstairs in Lingmei Group, and casually reported a nearby bus stop sign.