Chapter: 1874
"Let's arrange it. We'll hold it when she's ready." Lu Hanchuan waved his hand.
Aunt Song opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but seeing his dejected look, after thinking about it, she still didn't say anything.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Aunt Song nodded, turned and walked outside.
Wait until the wife is well before holding the wedding.
But will the wife really be okay?
Although they were isolated in the old house, the hospital was always paying attention.
They know that the wife is more serious and dying, and the serum has not been successful.
So this wedding may be destined to fail.
Aunt Song left with red eyes.
Lu Hanchuan looked at the picture of Fu Xiaoyao smiling like a flower on the computer, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and a pair of deep pupils flickered on and off, as if he was thinking about something.
I don't know how long it took, but his hands on the desk were clenched tightly, as if he had made up his mind, and his eyes were serious and terrifying.
Then he picked up his cell phone and made a call.
Not long after, the servant of the old house brought in a man in a suit and leather shoes.
"Mr. Lu." The man nodded slightly when he saw Lu Hanchuan, and greeted him.
"Did you bring the will I made last time?" Lu Hanchuan raised his hand, signaling him to sit down.
After the lawyer sat down, he opened the briefcase he was carrying, took out a document from it, and said, "Here we are."
Lu Hanchuan hummed, "I want to revise the will this time."
Hearing this, the lawyer immediately turned on the recording pen and video camera and started recording.
After these records are notarized, it will be understood that it is indeed a will made by myself.
"Mr. Lu, tell me how to modify it." After the lawyer installed the camera, he took out his notebook and pen.
Lu Hanchuan sat on the chair, put his hands on the desk, and tapped the table with his fingertips one by one, "The original will will not be changed. This time I just added something else. I want to put it under my name. All the real estate, car property, and securities of the outside world, etc., are all left to my son."
"Huh?" The lawyer froze for a moment.
Leave all the kids?
Why did Mr. Lu's tone sound like he was confessing his last words?
When Mr. Lu made his will last time, he found it incredible. After all, no entrepreneur made a will for his children at such a young age. JrNovels.com