Forbidden-sex husband, please spoil me lightly

The Ling family watched their son leave the free city. When they saw him again, they were dying in their arms.

Mo ziyao looked at the white hair on the temples of chairman Ling and the eager eyes of Zhiling, and finally decided to let go of Gu Wanyin.

Gu Wanyin caught the urn handed over by the staff. The ashes with a warm smell were very light, as if they were feathers without weight.

Her tears fell on the urn. From this moment on, she really felt that Zhiling had left forever. The person who loved and spoiled herself would never come back.

Leah didn't go back to Paris immediately. She wanted to wait until after Zhiling's funeral.

Mrs. Ling is very fond of her son's college classmate. She secretly feels that if her son was with Leah at that time, where did he come from so many? Later, where did he come from die young.

Leah held Mrs. Ling and stood there watching.

"Aunt, don't worry. Although Zhiling is gone, I will take care of you instead of him. If you are bored in the future, you can come to Paris to play with me, and I will often come back to see you."

Mrs. Ling covered her mouth with her hands and cried. Her nose was sour. She said, "good boy, Zhiling didn't marry you. He's not lucky. I'm not lucky."

Gu Wanyin holds the urn. Her mind is full of Mrs. Ling's cry. Her ears begin to hum, and Zhiling's voice is softly ringing.

It began to drizzle.

Mo ziyao didn't come, but Ji Han came. Ling Yang accompanied chairman Ling and Leah accompanied Mrs. Ling.

Almost all Ling's executives came.

Gu Wanyin stood in front and looked at the new tombstone, which was newer than yesterday's mother's tombstone. Zhiling in the photo was handsome and charming, but heaven and man were separated forever.

The visitors laid wreaths one after another.

From beginning to end, no one came to comfort Gu Wanyin, as if everyone had selectively ignored her.

She threw away the umbrella in her hand. The umbrella hit the ground. She stood in the rain, looked up, and the raindrops hit her face. Then they meandered down her cheeks. She couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

Ling's servant hurried over to hold Gu Wanyin's umbrella.

Chairman Ling stretched out his hand and trembled to touch the picture on the tombstone. His eyes were red and there were no tears.

He turned and looked at the subordinates who came to the funeral. They came to offer incense one by one according to their positions. Each face was as sad as his own mother's death, and even someone covered his face and cried.

Chairman Ling lost his son when he was old. At the moment, he was saddened by the rain, the cry of his subordinates and the solemn scene.

If he hadn't stopped him from dating other women, even though the woman's identity was not on the table, it wouldn't happen now.

He wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief and suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Yang. There were many unclear factors in his eyes.

At that glance, Ling Yang's heart suddenly trembled violently, and an unknown premonition arose spontaneously.

Chairman Ling looked at his subordinates and spoke solemnly.

"Everyone knows that I have only Zhiling's son in my life. I have been spoiled since I was a child and sent him abroad to study. Unfortunately, he is not good enough. I decided to hand over Ling's family to Ling Yang and let Ling Yang be my adopted son."

His ears are like thunder. Ling Yang finally knows where his ominous premonition comes from. Is this to give the inheritance right to Zhiling's children.

"The inheritance right of the Ling family has always been Ling Yang's, which will not change the fact. After my wife and I die for a hundred years, the shares we hold will be inherited by Zhiling's children, whether he is male or female."

The executives of Ling's group opened their mouths. Indeed, after Gu Wanyin returned with pregnancy, many people in Ling's family speculated whether Ling Yang's successor would not be guaranteed. After all, he was the chairman's grandson. He was just adopted halfway and had no blood relationship at all.

Ling Yang was also stunned, but the result was beyond his imagination.

He held chairman Ling and looked at the old man who seemed to be getting old overnight.

In fact, after coming to Ling's house, chairman Ling and his wife really regarded themselves as their own. They announced to all the servants that they were the young master of Ling's house and taught themselves many things patiently.

"Chairman, the right of inheritance should be given to Zhiling's children. I'm willing to give up this position. I know you've always been very good to me, but it's just because it's so good. I'm just temporarily hanging the name of the right of inheritance. Now it's hi time to return it to its original owner."

Ling Yang is telling the truth. He has become one of the richest dignitaries in the free city overnight. This kind of thing better than winning the grand prize really happens to him. The Ling family is very good to him. Even if he is not the heir, the chairman will not treat him badly.

Chairman Ling looked at the child and patted him on the shoulder.

"You don't have to give in. This is yours. If the enterprise wants to develop for a long time, it naturally needs the right leader. You are really suitable to be an heir. As for Yu Zhiling's child, we don't know his current qualification and whether he is interested in business. If his life is not satisfactory in the future, you can help him more on the basis of what you can."

"But..." Ling Yang wants to say something more.

"Don't be. You're also my son. Naturally, you can't treat you badly. You'll be an uncle in the future. Just take care of the younger generation as much as possible."

People at the bottom praised chairman Ling in their hearts.

Finally, the funeral was over. Ji Han was full of pain when he looked at the newly added grave. Over the years, he had killed many people, but when he watched the people around him leave slowly, he would always be sad, even painful.

Looking at his watch, it was almost noon. He walked over and hugged chairman Ling.

"Uncle Ling, we grew up together with Zhiling. Mo Shao means that if you need any help in the future, he will try his best. He is very sorry about Zhiling."

Generally speaking, Ji handuo still has some responsibility for this matter, but the initiator is Gu Wanyin.

Gu Wanyin stood there with her head down and stared at the photos on the tombstone, as if she were immersed in her own world, regardless of the date of return.

"Thank you, thank Mo Shao for me." Chairman Ling smiled leniently.

Behind him was Mrs. Ling's sad cry. Ji Han felt very stuffy in his chest. He had expected the changes in that moment yesterday.