TFSRITA Chapter 108

Yan Xianhong felt a sharp pain in his heart. He knew that the shares belonged to Yan Qing and was even waiting for her to reach adulthood so he could coax her into signing over the transfer documents.

Although they had already lost a lot of money in the company, they still had a foundation to build on. The third son they hired was competent, and in a few years, they could make a profit. Even if they declared bankruptcy, the company could still be worth billions.

But now that it was brought up, and this girl had just turned sixteen, almost an adult, if they forcibly took the shares, he would lose everything—even the house would be at risk.

During his two days in the hospital, he had consulted a lawyer, recalling that eight years ago he had everything figured out. That girl was both foolish and timid, so why was she suddenly standing her ground?

However, the lawyer couldn’t help him; the absolute law couldn’t be changed, no matter how skilled he was.

Yan Xianhong’s face darkened as he remembered the lawyer’s words. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Fine, here’s the deal: once the shares are transferred, I’ll give you your share of the house, and the company will no longer be your concern!”

Yan Min stared at him in shock. “Elder brother, what are you saying? We have a share in that house too! Why should we give it to her?”

Yan Xianhong shot her a glare, silencing her.

He then turned to Yan Qing, about to speak, but shifted his attention to Zhang Xiaoyu. “Hello, officer, we have some family matters to discuss. Can you…”

Zhang Xiaoyu frowned but felt she had no standing to intervene. She stood up and said, “Yan Qing, if you need anything, just call for me. I’ll be in the next room.”

“Okay, I will,” Yan Qing replied obediently.

Zhang Xiaoyu went inside, and Yan Xianhong sighed with relief, lowering his voice. “Good niece, look at us all living there; we need to share the house as a family. Just look at how many of us there are…”

Yan Qing blinked and tilted her head. “But Dad’s inheritance can only be divided between me and Grandma and Grandpa. That’s the law. My mother’s share is half, so it’s all mine. I need three-quarters of it. I asked…”

“Ask your *mother!” Yan Xianhong shouted angrily, his eyes almost bloodshot. “You want three-quarters? Why don’t you just steal it?!”

The others looked equally furious, wanting to yell at her, with Nie Cuihua even raising her hand out of habit.

How dare that little brat ask for three-quarters of the inheritance? Who did she think she was?

Yan Min practically wished she could swallow her whole. But just as she was about to speak, Zhang Xiaoyu stepped out, her expression serious. “Watch your tone!”

The Yan family collectively gasped.

Her words felt like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, dousing their anger. The words they were about to say were swallowed back with resentment. Yan Min pinched her thigh and cried out, “Qingqing, don’t you know how much it costs to raise a child? We’ve been taking care of you since you were eight…”

Yan Qing lowered her head again, afraid to look at them, trying to suppress her laughter. Why were these people’s faces as thick as city walls? Taking care of her?

They had all been supported by the money earned by her parents!

…

Zhang Xiaoyu couldn’t take it anymore. “Don’t say things like that. Do you think Yan Qing is clueless? Can you honestly say she’s spent a single cent of yours?”

Yan Min was momentarily speechless.

Grandma Yan looked at Yan Xianhong in a daze, afraid to speak. She thought of herself as just a housewife, knowing nothing, so she waited for her son to take charge.

Yan Xianhong took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. “Alright, fine! We’ll split it! Tomorrow, I’ll give you five million, and the house will no longer concern you.”

Zhang Xiaoyu frowned, about to say something, but felt it inappropriate to interrupt. These people surrounded Yan Qing, their eyes filled with greed, making it seem like they would do anything for that five million.

Yan Qing smiled slightly, looking shy and obedient. But this time, Yan Xianhong didn’t dare to underestimate her.

Sure enough, Yan Qing said, “Uncle, I’ve checked the market price. Our villa is in a prime location, and the renovations are excellent. It can sell for at least forty million, so I want thirty million.”

“You’re robbing me by asking for thirty million!” Yan Xianhong couldn’t continue the negotiation, his face darkening as he gasped for air, clutching his chest. He felt like he might faint; the pain was overwhelming, making it hard to breathe.

Nie Cuihua felt the pinch as well, supporting Yan Xianhong while saying to Yan Qing, “How can you be so heartless? Don’t you know the company is in trouble? We’d feel the pinch giving you five million! You really… really… I’ve never seen such a ruthless person…”

“Qingqing, how dare you say that? Your uncle has been supporting you all these years; otherwise, you’d be an orphan!” Grandma Yan pleaded. “Silly girl, money isn’t everything!”

Yan Qing tilted her lips. “Then why have Uncle and the others turned into demons over money?”

Grandma Yan was left speechless.

Grandpa Yan finally couldn’t hold back and said coldly, “You’re just a girl. Five million is already more than enough. Accept it, or don’t bear the Yan surname anymore. My family has no granddaughter like you!”

Yan Qing lowered her head in grievance, looking scared as she said softly, “Anyway, you don’t see me as family. Uncle, at least give me ten million, or I won’t go apologize, and I won’t give you the company shares. I’ll just sell the house!”

Yan Xianhong’s eyelids twitched, and he stared at Yan Qing with a murderous glare. But the next second, he felt a chill down his back when he turned around and saw that annoying policewoman watching him vigilantly. He snapped back to reality.

He had thought countless times about killing Yan Qing, but he never dared to challenge the law.

The others were still murmuring to persuade Yan Qing to back down.