Chapter 1247: Each Harbors a Ghost Fetus (1)
It was already two o'clock in the morning, whether it was during the Republic of China period or now, there were several sounds full of surprise in the building with the style of old Shanghai villas, and the jackdaws parked in the treetops seemed to be alarmed, and they screamed and spread their black wings and flew away.
The servants in charge of the kitchen in the Shen family's house have already started their busy day, and they need to prepare the freshest food and prepare a beautiful and hearty breakfast for the owner of the house.
In the room, which is full of luxurious sandalwood furniture and is full of simple and luxurious luxury, Old Man Shen is still sitting in the small study in the master bedroom and flipping through various documents.
Next to him is the old lady Shen who has accompanied him from his youth to his old age.
"These real estate and the like are left to Shuo Cheng, and the securities and antiques in the bank are also left to Shuo Cheng." Old Man Shen took out his personal property from the safe and wrote a suicide note for property inheritance while flipping through it. The kings of the net
It can't be regarded as a suicide note, but when he went to Switzerland, he distributed all the private property in his hand one by one, and when he left, he was relieved.
Over the years, the three sons who have been with them the longest is the youngest son Shen Shuocheng, although he is a little muddy, he is indeed filial to his parents. Coupled with the eldest son Shen Shuosheng's step-by-step pressing, the heavenly title in their hearts is naturally more inclined to Shen Shuocheng.
Old Madam Shen is also turning over her private property, her mother's family is an old capitalist, although she doesn't have much real estate in her hands, but gold, silver and jade are the most lacking. Except for Shen Cen, who took part of it as a dowry when she got married, the rest was pinched in her hands and never moved.
"Shuo Cheng is filial when he is young, but his temperament is a little softer. Look at it, since the eldest brought Mei Xiaoru back, our family has never been safe. I just said, maybe everything in it is all done by Mei Xiaoru. "The years have passed
In the eyes of Mrs. Shen, her son is her own, and there is nothing wrong with all mistakes, but not necessarily a daughter-in-law. One or two instigated men to make money out of their pockets.
She muttered, and when it fell into Old Man Shen's ears, she made a noise, pushed down her reading glasses and glared at the old wife, "Okay, I know all day long that this daughter-in-law is not good, and which daughter-in-law is not good." Don't forget, no matter how bad your daughter-in-law is, you will nod and agree to enter the door. ”
"How can a husband and wife live without their own plans? You have to be selfless, I see how you can survive this family. If you have an idea in your heart, you have an idea to do things. Shuo Cheng suffers from the soft roots of his ears, and he has no idea! ”
Old Man Shen naturally thinks more long-term than Old Madam Shen, "I think it's good for Shuo Sheng to be like this now, he has always had an idea, and no matter how powerful Mei Xiaoru is, he can't shake his decision." I am relieved that the family business is in his hands. "Xuanzu
The youngest son is not successful, whether it is a business or a business, it is not a material to do big things. If it weren't for him supporting him behind his back for so many years, how could the Shen family have the status it has in Xuanzhou today.
Although the reputation outside is not good now, there is no dirt on the inside of that wealthy family? It's just that one lifts the fig leaf, and the other continues to cover it.
Since the eldest daughter-in-law committed suicide, the media has been staring at the Shen family, and then a series of things have been lifted out like a butterfly effect.
Suddenly, Old Man Shen's hand paused, and his old face like orange peel showed a bit hideous, he was as old as a dead tree, and he suddenly showed such an expression, which was as terrifying as a demon.