Li Qiyu was puzzled, and the chief secretary explained.
"If Mr. Song has already completed the inheritance transfer procedures, Mr. Song's estate will be Mr. Song's. Naturally, you'll be the first heir. But now the inheritance transfer procedures haven't been completed. That means once we announce Mr. Song's passing, you'll lose your right of inheritance, and Song Yunsheng will be the first heir. He's not only Mr. Song's adopted son but also has been by Mr. Song's side for all these years. He can also claim that he took care of Mr. Song." Although it was actually Mr. Song who had been supporting this adopted son all these years, it would be hard to tell once it went to court. "Song Yunsheng has both the nominal and factual right of inheritance. He'll surely go to complete the inheritance transfer procedures immediately. By the time Mr. Song wakes up, it'll be too late."
Li Qiyu hesitated.
But if she didn't do this, Song Yi'an might not even last these few days. With Song Yunsheng's scheming, he would surely come to confirm whether Song Yi'an was still alive. Li Qiyu and her people didn't have many in the capital. They might not be able to defend against Song Yunsheng's premeditated harm.
"For Song Yi'an to survive, even if I have nothing left, I'll announce this news."
She could give up Mr. Song's inheritance. All she wanted was for Song Yi'an to live, to live well!
The words Li Qiyu had said to Song Yunsheng before weren't just to anger him. She really meant it.
Even if she didn't seek revenge anymore, even if he was really left with nothing, she was willing to be with him.
Husband and wife should share wealth and poverty, and be together in life and death!
Seeing Li Qiyu's determined expression, the chief secretary knew he couldn't stop her. A brilliant idea flashed through his mind.
"I have a plan that can ensure the young master's safety and keep Mr. Song's family fortune."
"What's the plan?"
The chief secretary leaned over and whispered a few words in Li Qiyu's ear.
Li Qiyu's expression gradually turned calm from gloomy. She nodded.
"Thank you. We'll do as you say."
In the middle of the night, at Song Mansion.
An unexpected guest came to the door of Song Mansion.
The gatekeeper recognized her and greeted her when opening the door.
"Madam?"
Although there were rumors everywhere that Song Yi'an wasn't Mr. Song's real grandson, Li Qiyu had lived in Song Mansion for a while. The servants were used to calling her that, and they couldn't change their address for a while.
"Why are you free to come today, Madam?" The gatekeeper was a bit surprised. Since Li Qiyu and Song Yi'an were driven out by Song Yunsheng's people last time, they hadn't seen Li Qiyu for a while.
Actually, the servants in the family felt sorry for Li Qiyu and Song Yi'an. When Mr. Song was alive, he had personally recognized them as his grandson and granddaughter - in - law. When Mr. Song was going to be hospitalized, he also told the servants to clean Song Yi'an's room well so that his grandson could live comfortably when he came. Everyone could feel how much Mr. Song cared about this grandson.
But now, as soon as Mr. Song passed away, his adopted son somehow got a genetic test certificate and insisted that Song Yi'an wasn't Mr. Song's grandson. He even drove them out of the house.
Mr. Song was such a shrewd man. How could he be wrong about such a big thing as his own grandson?
This was clearly a case of a usurper taking over the nest!
Because of this, the gatekeeper treated Li Qiyu with respect.
Li Qiyu didn't hold a grudge for being driven out of Song Mansion. She got straight to the point and asked, "Is Song Yunsheng here?"
The gatekeeper was a bit surprised and said, "If you left something at home and want to get it, just go in. I won't tell Song Yunsheng. But if you're looking for him..."
It wasn't certain whether she could get in or not.
"I'm not here to get something today." She was here to return something!
To return the humiliation and hatred from past and present lives that Song Yunsheng had brought upon her!
Li Qiyu clenched her fists tightly, trying hard to suppress the urge to beat Song Yunsheng. She said to the gatekeeper, "I'm here to see Song Yunsheng. I have something to discuss with him. Please announce my arrival."
Hearing this, the gatekeeper said "Okay" and nodded in agreement.
Soon, he brought Song Yunsheng's order: "Madam, follow me."
Li Qiyu nodded and followed the gatekeeper into the magnificent and winding mansion.
Tonight would be a sleepless night.
She had to be extremely vigilant!
Before the gatekeeper reported Li Qiyu's arrival, Song Yunsheng had just received the news that Song Yi'an was dead. He was very surprised and asked the informant on the phone.
"Really dead? Are you sure?"
"The news was released by Mr. Song's chief secretary. Can it be unreliable?"
Song Yunsheng was a cautious man. He always felt it was too unrealistic for Song Yi'an to die so easily.
They said that evil people live long. If he died so easily, wouldn't all his scheming and fighting with him these days seem so stupid?
"Have you seen Song Yi'an's body with your own eyes?"
"No, I've only heard that he was sent to the hospital, but I don't know which hospital. I've inquired at several big hospitals in the city, and they all said they didn't have him."
"Stupid." Song Yunsheng scolded, "With Song Yi'an's status, he surely wouldn't go to a public hospital. Go and check the private hospitals, especially these ones."
Song Yunsheng named several hospitals. These hospitals were all related to the Song family. Some were invested in by Mr. Song, and some received donations from him. So these hospitals always took good care of the Song family. If Song Yi'an was hospitalized due to an accident, these familiar hospitals would surely be his first choice.
The subordinate took the order and quickly went to check.
Just as Song Yunsheng hung up the phone, Zhong Yuxiu's call came in the next second.
Actually, Song Yunsheng had been highly tense these days. Now he just felt exhausted, but he still mustered up the energy to deal with her.
Song Yunsheng answered the phone with a very impatient expression but a gentle tone: "Hello."
Zhong Yuxiu started to act coquettishly on the phone.
"Who were you talking to just now? It took so long. I've called you several times but couldn't get through."
"Business." Thinking of this, Song Yunsheng asked again, "By the way, has Li Qiyu called home?"
"Hey, that's why I'm calling you. I heard that Song Yi'an is dead. What's going on?" Zhong Yuxiu's tone immediately returned to normal.
Zhong Yuxiu wanted to get confirmation from Song Yunsheng, but coincidentally, Song Yunsheng had the same thought.
"Where did you get this news?"
"Li Qiyu called Li Xiangping and said it herself. Now the whole family is in shock. Because of this, Li Xiangping didn't even have dinner."