"Of course I'm worried about you!" Xia Yuxun took hold of his hand.
"Haha, then I'll die with no regrets," Nangong Lin said with a contented smile on his face.
"Don't talk nonsense! You'll be fine, just cooperate with the doctor's treatment!" Xia Yuxun instinctively tightened her grip on his hand, her heart aching as if bound by threads.
She really couldn't bear to lose someone she cared about once again...
"There are some things... I'm afraid if I don't make it off the operating table, it'll be too late to say..." Enduring immense pain, Nangong Lin insisted on speaking, then looked towards Yan Zihua.
Yan Zihua nodded, passing a document to Xia Yuxun, "Miss Xia, please sign this document."
"What is this?" Xia Yuxun hesitated as she took it.
"After signing, you will own half of Mr. Nangong's private wealth and thirty percent of Tianlin International's shares!"
As soon as Yan Zihua's words fell, the hospital room exploded into commotion.
Who is this woman?
