Qin Jingyi frowned slightly, but since he needed something from Li Yuntang, he did not voice any objections.
He wasn't aware of the specific contents of the will before the lawyer announced it.
Even if the old man divided the inheritance unfairly, Yan Xiaye couldn't express any dissatisfaction at this moment, as her heart was already burdened, and there was nothing shameful in the entire process.
"Let's go, Li Yuntang." Understanding Qin Jingyi's tacit approval, Yan Xiaye gently reached out and pulled the man up from the chair, "Accompany me."
Li Yuntang was noncommittal, a gentle smile gracing his exceptionally handsome face, as he got up and followed Yan Xiaye.
In the living room to the left of the hall.
The middle-aged lawyer appeared sorrowful, his suit carrying the chill of winter, visibly one of Old Mr. Qin's old friends.
Upon seeing Qin Jingyi, he sighed and lamented the passing of Old Mr. Qin, then immediately turned his gaze to Yan Xiaye, who entered afterward.
