Chapter 40: How Can You Hurt Me?

Xi Chunyu, who had been staying by the gate of the villa, waiting for Yuan Qingye to turn around and leave in style, couldn't stand it anymore.

He walked over to Hara Harumo's side and gently grabbed her shoulder, which she couldn't hold back.

Harano Haruko glanced at him, her gaze was calm, and in her clear and bright eyes, there was a galaxy that was about to end...... It's not worth her remembrance.

Facing Xi Chunyu, facing Yuan Zonghe, and facing everyone, she did not feel the slightest embarrassment, only numb calm, and her sorrow was greater than her heart dying.

If my heart is dead, how can it hurt me?

Therefore, Yuan Qingye smiled at Xi Chunyu, that kind of grace and calmness, it seemed that he was talented.

She left Xi Chunyu behind, fought alone, walked to the center of the entire Yuan Clan's mansion, turned her eyes slightly, and said loudly, "Yes, all of you know that I won't live long, and the doctor also said that if there is a medical miracle, I may live past thirty." But if you don't live long, you don't need to wait so much for me to die, do you? Especially you, Yuan Zonghe, my biological father, do you want to know what I did when I met Mo Lingyuan? Okay, I'll satisfy you, I'll satisfy you all! โ€

Yuan Qing's ambition when she said this was still twitching, but her face was proud, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Mo Lingyuan's phone and turned on the speakerphone.

The call was quickly connected.

"Miss Yuan, hello, I'm Mo Lingyuan." The voice is like its person, one board and one eye, rigorous and professional.

"Lawyer Mo, I signed the document with you two days ago, and someone wants to know the content, so he is next to me, please give me a brief introduction."

"Yes...... Is it Yuan Dong? Mo Lingyuan was not sure, so he carefully verified.

Hara Qingye snorted slightly, and there was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes, "Yes." โ€

Mo Lingyuan immediately adjusted a more official and professional tone, and said straightforwardly, "Hello Yuan Dong. I and my 'Ling Yuan Office' are legal and investment advisors for Miss Yuan's personal property, and I am also Ms. Yuan's personal lawyer. Two days ago, Miss Yuan and I signed an agreement in the 'Lingyuan Office', which is true and valid and has legal effect. โ€

Mo Lingyuan didn't seem to need to breathe halfway, and his flat tone, through the transmission of electronic waves, made him even more mechanical and cold, "There are three contents of the agreementโ€”โ€”"

"First: Before the original director every birthday, Miss Yuan will transfer 2% of the original shares of the original group to the original director of your name, from the date of signing the agreement, from 2% to 5% every year in the future, that is, from this year, on the birthday of the original director every year, Miss Yuan will give you 5% of the original shares of the original group as a birthday gift;"

"Second: Miss Yuan II will be 18 years old two days after signing this agreement, Miss Yuan has set up a university study fund for Miss Yuan II in her private name, the first fund amount is 10 million, and the amount will increase by 20% year by year if there are no special circumstances, and Miss Yuan II can withdraw all the academic funds at one time after graduating from university, and can be completely free to dispose of;"

Third, the third did not form the text of the agreement, but was an oral entrustment of Miss Yuan. Miss Yuan's original words were: Mr. Yuan, who is also the younger brother of Mr. Yuan, Mr. Zongmin and his wife, Ms. Wu Xiaohui, jointly run the 'Zonghui Construction Co., Ltd.' due to poor management, there is a huge deficit, Miss Yuan wants me to contact several major VCs in Yongcheng, that is, several major venture capitalists, as the representative of Miss Yuan, to discuss acquisition or capital injection. โ€

The deathly quiet in the Yuan family's mansion was as quiet as death, and everyone listened attentively, for fear of missing even a word.