Chapter 1188 Ying: It's a bit hot.
Chapter 1188 Ying: It's a bit hot.
Ying was very careful, but her attention was focused on Lin Mao on the paper, so even the most careful movements would be noticed by him.
It seems like they're trying to cover it up.
Lin Mao narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that Ying in front of him was hiding something.
Recalling what had just happened, Ying seemed to be saving him on the surface, but in reality, she was stabbing him in the back.
Moreover, he remembered that Ying seemed to have dug out his arm first, and even pressed his palm on something.
Thinking of this, Lin Mao looked at Ying again, "Take it out."
The words were no longer as peaceful as before; they carried a hint of danger.
Ying fell silent.
I was careless; I should have hidden it better...
After a while.
Looking at Lin Mao, who was reading the blank paper word by word.
Ying chuckled:
"This is a necessary preparation to prevent any unforeseen circumstances from causing the family property to fall into the hands of outsiders."
"Ah~"
Lin Mao sighed, looked up at her, and Funina, who was next to him, craned her neck and said, "Let me see."
Seeing her curiosity, Lin Mao didn't hide anything and presented the item to her.
Although Fryna doesn't understand the script of the Celestial Journeys, she does understand the script of Teyvat.
Looking at the black and white words on the white paper in front of me, I slowly read the contents aloud.
"Inheritance...?"
Fu Ningna slowly typed a question mark, glanced at Ying who was sitting upright, and continued reading.
"...If Lin Mao's life is in danger, his estate will be inherited by his adopted sister Ying..."
The bottom is where you sign your name.
Ying's signature was written in her name, but Lin Mao's signature was on a handprint that looked like it had been made of mud.
Seeing this, Funina couldn't help but admire Ying's courage, while also lamenting that Ying's intelligence was limited.
Ying's eyes narrowed, her gaze turning fierce, and she said, "You can insult my character, but you can't insult my intelligence!"
Funina gently shook her head. "I didn't mean any insult."
He pointed to the handprint where Lin Mao's signature was needed, then showed his own handprint to Ying and asked:
"Did you find anything?"
"?"
Ying stared at Funina's palm for a moment, then slowly said, "You want to give me your inheritance?"
Funina: "..."
"Handprints! Handprints!"
Fu Ningna's eyes held three parts indifference, three parts regret, three parts disappointment, and ninety-one parts as if she were looking at something else.
"If you want to inherit Lin Mao's estate, you should at least put Lin Mao's handprint on it, right? Look at whose handprint you put on it!"
After listening to Funina's words, Ying's blank and angry expression faded, replaced by sudden realization.
He turned to look at Lin Mao's current appearance.
A fair complexion, long eyelashes...
From every angle, he has absolutely nothing to do with Lin Mao!
Ying clenched her right fist and slammed it against her hand, suddenly realizing, "So what I inherited was the legacy of the Hall of Rebirth, not Lin Mao's legacy on the Immortal Ship!"
Upon hearing this, Hu Tao scratched his head, stared at Ying for a while, and gently shook his head.
I don't have any plans to have a daughter yet.
The Wangsheng Hall is a family business, and the head of the Wangsheng Hall is not an unknown person who is capable of taking the position.
To inherit the ancestral hall, one must be either her grandson or her son.
Those who passed away early were the sons.
Those who die late are considered grandchildren.
Lin Mao spat out a mouthful of water, "Pfft!"
The turtle-run day school—it couldn't hold back its laughter (from the school).
Lin Mao repeated Hu Tao's words with a smile, and immediately saw Ying's face turn red.
It wasn't shyness, it wasn't bashfulness, it was a warm blush.
"You're the one who should want a daughter!"
'You want to inherit my ancestral hall, but you don't want to be my daughter... Do you want to be my granddaughter?'
"Pfft!" x2
Lin Mao and Fu Ningna exchanged a glance.
Lin Mao said with certainty, "This guy is cunning too."
Just like Columbia.
However, it is different in type from Columbia.
Columbia is naturally cunning, and her scheming may not stem from subjective intentions.
On the other hand, given Hu Tao's intelligence, no one would believe she was unaware of what she was doing when she did something so cunning.
After hearing this, Funina nodded vigorously.
I have complete faith in Lin Maohua.
Hu Tao felt wronged. "What are you talking about? I just wanted to see if Ying wanted to inherit my family business, so I specifically asked her."
'If she truly intends to be my daughter or granddaughter, then after I'm gone, the funeral hall will be entrusted to her management.'
After hearing Lin Mao's retelling, Ying and Lin Mao locked eyes, as if Ying could see Hu Tao behind them.
"Amiros!"
Hu Tao looked aggrieved. "It's no use scolding me. This is the rule at our Rebirth Hall."
"If you want to inherit the Hall of Rebirth, you either have to be my daughter or my granddaughter. You have to choose one."
"I'll pick yours!"
aside.
Lin Mao turned to Funina and said, "See that?"
That's called being cunning and manipulative.
Black without boundaries is...
Funina nodded vigorously again.
No one would believe it if they didn't know!
I didn't know someone would say something like that?
Even through their bodies and several cubic meters of air, Funina could feel the pent-up anger beneath the shimmering skin.
They wanted to hunt down and kill the entire Walnut family.
Unfortunately, like her, Hu Tao has almost no family members left.
Fu Ningna looked emotional.
Walnut is truly cunning!
Colombia is nothing compared to that!
After all, Columbia didn't anger Ying to the point where she has this crooked eye and nose now.
"Cough cough cough..."
Lin Mao cleared his throat, his playful, amused gaze returning to its usual calm as he stared at Ying and said:
"Now it's time to talk about what's between us."
Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she gave him a wan smile, "Giegie~"
"You didn't even call me 'Dad'..."
"father!"
Yingfei stepped forward, her knees touching the ground, and slid across the mud. Finally, she knelt down in front of Lin Mao, hugging his legs and crying out.
"Father! Please forgive me this time! I didn't mean it! I was really worried that bad people would covet our Lin family's wealth!"
“There are no bad people.” Funina couldn’t help but interject. “There are more good people than bad people in this world.”
It's just that bad people's actions are so disgusting that they are easily remembered, while good deeds are not so easily remembered.
As things ebb and flow, and with the accumulation of time, it seems as if one has encountered many bad things and bad people.
Ying wiped away her tears, glanced at the chattering Funina beside her, and looked up at Lin Mao.
"Brother, look! There's someone here who's eyeing our family fortune!"
Funina: "..."
Are you talking about me?
Funina looked bewildered, pointed at herself with her index finger and asked, her ahoge (a single strand of hair sticking up) trembling slightly.
Was he coveting Lin Mao's family fortune?
How could I not know that I was coveting Lin Mao's family fortune?
"Nonsense!"
Funina shouted angrily:
"I am the mighty Water God... I am a renowned actor and director from Fontainebleau, with a substantial family fortune. How could I possibly covet someone else's wealth!"
"Hmph!" Ying snorted coldly. "You know exactly what you're thinking!"
Did she think she couldn't see through Funina's feelings for Lin Mao?
We were good friends who had lived together in Nata for a while, after all.
Ying had already seen through it; Funingna wanted to take advantage of her brother, but unfortunately, she was too timid.
Ying had no doubt that even when the opportunity was right in front of her, she wouldn't dare to take action.
Wait a minute!
Hu Tao noticed the key point and tried to interrupt the three of them, but it seemed to be of no use, since only Lin Mao could hear her voice.
After thinking about it, Hu Tao decided to post her message in the chat group so that everyone in the chat group could hear it.
"...
PDLP