[GL] Meng Po Gave Her a Bowl of Soup By 叶涩

Chapter 9

Song Wanyue stared at Xu Ruying in silence for a long time.

In the past, when Mingyu’s colleagues saw her, Song Wanyue would often be seen shyly smiling while holding Mingyu’s hand or gently greeting everyone.

Now, however, her expression was serious and her gaze was heavy, emanating a cold and piercing aura.

Xu Ruying also watched her. Although she was trying to conceal her own emotions and appeared calm and businesslike, there was a layer of restraint and forbearance beneath her facade.

Wanyue...

Wanyue... I’m sorry...

After what seemed like an eternity, Song Wanyue finally took the will from Xu Ruying. Her attitude remained indifferent and detached.

Her colleagues were silent, understanding that this business trip was on behalf of Xu Ruying. Therefore, they were not surprised by the attitude of the family members.

The familiar handwriting immediately caught her eye.

Just a glance made her eyes sting.

It was Mingyu’s handwriting.

She wouldn’t mistake it.

The will was straightforward, stipulating that in the event of an accident, all assets would belong to Song Wanyue.

It listed all of Mingyu’s properties, stocks, funds, and savings in meticulous detail, as if it had been prepared for a long time.

Mingyu had not neglected her mother.

The Xiao family’s situation was unique. When her father suddenly passed away, they were left with no one to rely on.

At less than 18, she endured countless hardships and pressures that nearly crushed her young shoulders. If not for Wanyue’s constant companionship, she didn’t know how she would have managed.

At that time, none of their relatives extended a helping hand; in fact, they seemed eager to cut all ties, avoiding any contact as if they feared catching something dirty.

And later?

As Mingyu’s career began to flourish, those relatives reappeared, claiming kinship and seeking favors. Whenever something happened, they would turn to Mingyu.

Mingyu had always been aloof toward them, disliking their behavior. But Huang Lan was different; she lived in a countryside and had to deal with some face-saving matters.

Because of this, Mingyu had argued with her several times. Huang Lan had endured it until those relatives not only stabilized Huang Lan with false familial affection but also, during the demolition of their old home, cleanly removed her from the household registration and occupied the house. Only then did Huang Lan’s heart truly grow cold.

A daughter understands her mother best.

If Mingyu had divided the estate with Huang Lan, those relatives would have sensed the opportunity and caused unrest for the elderly woman.

This was Mingyu’s way of protecting her mother.

And it was also a profound trust in Wanyue.

Song Wanyue read the will in silence for a long time.

The people around her were uncertain and looked to Xu Ruying. Xu Ruying’s lips moved slightly, “Miss Song, you…”

Song Wanyue was silent for a moment, then slowly lowered her head, “I understand.”

Seeing her bowed head, Xu Ruying felt as if her heart had been scorched. She hurriedly took her leave, accompanied by her team.

She didn’t dare stay longer, fearing she might break down in tears.