The so-called office is much smaller than expected, a small room of about 20 square meters, and a spring bed occupies half of the room. There was a low-tiled yellow light hanging overhead, and as soon as it was turned on, the moth pounced on it, and flew around it happily. There wasn't a decent desk either, and the small desk in the corner was probably taken from the town's elementary school. Compared with Su Xin's desk, it is much inferior. If you have to say anything about entertainment, the old-fashioned TV set across the bed should be considered one. There is also a DVD player under the TV, which is used to put CDs.

Is this the room where Su Jiamu usually rests and works, Su Xin thought it could be more gorgeous.

"Jiamu, do you usually sleep here?" Qian Bo put his arm around Su Xin.

"Well, it's a little simpler, but most of it is used to pile up the materials in the factory." He pointed to the large pile of boxes lying next to the tired table.

"Less nonsense!" Su Xin said angrily, "Give me a will!" ”

Su Jiamu nodded, but when he bent down, he still hesitated, "Su Xin, calm down, I will give you the will, but it is possible that after you read it, you will be even more excited than now, which is why I want to take the will away." ”

What is he saying? Su Xin frowned, looking at Su Jiamu, who had lost his usual deterrent power in front of him, he was like a wounded tiger, cowering in the corner and whimpering.

"Give it to me!" Su Xin repeated again.

Chambers didn't speak, after all, he didn't know anything.

Staring at Su Xin for a while, Su Jiamu's back hunched down as if he had no spine, and then bent down and opened the door of the bedside table, which was a safe.

It's treacherous! Su Xin scolded angrily in her heart, and she even doubted that someone like Su Jiamu would give her a real will. She began to think desperately, recalling her father Su Jiacheng's handwriting, and so on, she would use it to recognize, in fact, it was very easy to recognize, Su Xin's own handwriting was similar to her father's.

Without covering it up, Su Jiamu's hand pressed the five numbers of "20716" openly.

As if the air was all frozen, Su Xin's breathing became rapid, snatching the thin oxygen in the air. There were only two things in the safe, a letter and a CD, not even money. Su Jiamu took out both things and handed the envelope to Su Xin.

When he took it, Su Xin felt the resistance coming from his hand.

"Let it go."

Su Jiamu tightened again, and his face showed an expression of reluctance and sadness. "Xiao Su, Su Xin, do you still believe in the second uncle?"

"I don't believe it."

"I'm telling you, if you don't open this envelope, your life will be much happier, will you still open it?"

Su Xin's hand strength was obviously loosened, and a puzzled expression rippled on her face. She could see the tears in the corners of Su Jiamu's eyes in the dim light.

Did he cry? Oh, my God! Growing so big, Su Xin had never seen any moisture in Su Jiamu's eyes, as if the normal emotion of sadness had nothing to do with him.

These are crocodile tears. Su Xin said with resentment in his heart, fake, like.

He is not qualified to be his second uncle.

When the envelope in his hand was violently pulled away by Su Xin, Su Jiamu's shoulders sank again, like losing the steel bars of the hanging rope. After despair, he began to work, turning on the disc and the TV.

Take a seat on the bench on the side.

Su Xin exhaled a long breath, extremely relaxed. Finally found my father's will, whether it was the family's house, or the burden of the family, or the disgusting faces of those people in Su Mansion, these problems could be solved.

The moment I opened the envelope, it was as if all the pressure was released.

Su Xin thinks that he is free.

"Take a look." Chambers said.

"Okay." Su Xin smiled and nodded, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she caught a glimpse of Su Jiamu squatting in front of the TV, sobbing like a child. The blue TV screen turned on, revealing his distorted face in agony.

It's really unproductive, Su Xin thought viciously.

She happily opened the will, it was her father's handwriting, and Su Xin could see it at a glance.

Qian Bo walked to Su Jiamu's side and saw that his shoulders were trembling slightly, he knew that when he was a child, when he was wronged and bullied at school, he would cry like this. Even if he is now broad and majestic, and he is holding up the entire family business, he is just a sensible child.

He patted Su Jiamu on the shoulder.

"Yes, I'm sorry....." Su Jiamu buried his head in his knees.

"It's okay, just give it back to someone, and things will pass." Chambers have never been very comforting, and after saying this, he has reached his limit.

"No," Su Jiamu raised his head, his eyes puffy, "I didn't protect Su Xin, I'm sorry." ”

"Guard?"

In Qian Bo's ears, in addition to Su Jiamu's crying, when he carefully distinguished, he also heard some muttering, he turned his head and was startled.

Su Xin was completely like she had been drained, and she fell on the bench like a puppet without a string, her face turned pale in an instant, as if she had received the news of her death, and her eyes were full of despair. It is the state of madness that people are alone in the dark and painful corners when all the light of hope in life is gone.

"Impossible..... Cannot...... Won't ......"

"What are you talking about? Xiao Su? Chambers stood up in fear, feeling the chill himself.

"No, dad won't. Absolutely not, this is, yes...... It's fake, it's all fake. ”

A negative voice came from behind Chamber: "No, it's true, I'm sorry." ”

"No apologies! You make it clear to me! Su Xin yelled.

"The will is clearly written, I'm sorry."

"Don't say you're sorry!" Su Xin jumped up from the bench, "Because it's fake!" You forged it, did you fake your father's handwriting? He wouldn't be like this, he wouldn't do this to me and Mom, you bastard! ”

Outside, the spring thunder roared and swam in the sky, and a flash of light slashed down, turning the world into a moment of day. The sound of raindrops hitting the ground was as powerful as ice slag, like a tree collapsing.

Qian Bo rushed over, hugged Su Xin at the same time, and snatched the will from her hand.

It reads like this:

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will

Testator (hereinafter referred to as the testator): Su Jiacheng, ID number: *********

Executor: Su Jiamu, ID number: *********

I, Su Jiacheng, was in good health and conscious when I made the will, and the matters written below were all personal intentions, and I was not forced to write them at all.

All my property, including liquid property and other assets, will be owned by my younger brother, So Ka Muk, after my death.

The house area of the family is 180 square meters, and the actual area of 370 square meters belongs to Su Jiamu.

90 percent of the funds I earn from my personal company work is 900,000 yuan when converted into RMB, which belongs to Su Jiamu alone.

10% of the funds obtained from my personal company position are converted into 100,000 yuan, which belongs to my wife, Su Fangran.

This order

Testator: Su Jiacheng.

March 21, 2014.

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