Chapter: 545
Fu Xiaoyao still didn't answer, but was still retreating.
Aunt Song, who had been watching all this, couldn't stand it anymore, and held Fu Xiaoyao's shoulders to prevent her from stepping back, "Madam, since the master gave it to you, you can accept it, if you don't accept it, master Don't worry about it either."
"Xiao Song is right, young mistress, sign it." Uncle Fu gave Aunt Song an approving look.
Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip, her face was full of confusion, "Uncle Fu, I really can't take it, it's too much."
"It's really not much, ma'am, didn't you hear Uncle Fu just said that this is just a drop in the bucket for the Lu family?" Aunt Song pulled her hand a little angrily.
"But"
"Young Mistress." Uncle Fu suddenly said, cutting off what Fu Xiaoyao was about to say.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at him, "Uncle Fu, tell me."
"Young Mistress, you can take these as the master's compensation to the young master or the young lady. Although the young master or the young lady is gone, no matter what, they were once descendants of the Lu family. The master will not forget that he once existed, young mistress , I say that, do you still refuse?" Fu Bo smiled deeply.
Fu Xiaoyao's eyes dimmed, and her voice was tinged with tears, "Even Grandpa still misses that child, but Lu Hanchuan..."
"Young master is not blessed." Uncle Fu sighed.
Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, "It's not that he's unlucky, but because he didn't like me from the very beginning, so he didn't like me as a child."
"Young Mistress, it's all over. Sign it. If you accept it, it means that even if the Young Master or Miss is not born, the Lu family recognizes his existence." Uncle Fu persuaded her to sign again.
This time his words moved her, she didn't refuse again, picked up the pencil next to the document, and signed her name on the document.
Seeing this, Fu Bo smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, young lady, the things mentioned above belong to you from this moment on, and I will have someone deliver the check and real estate certificate to you as soon as possible."
"Fu Bo, you're wrong." Fu Xiaoyao's mouth curled into a bitter arc.
Uncle Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Young Mistress, what did I say wrong?"
"You say these are mine, but I don't think so, these are my poor child's grandfather's."
So she would not live in that villa, nor would she rent out that frontage, let alone spend the ten million.
Because these are all slowed down by her children with their lives.
Hearing Fu Xiaoyao's words, Uncle Fu trembled slightly, "I'm sorry, young mistress, it's my fault, I didn't pay attention."
Although he said that just now, the purpose was just to let her accept these things.
Didn't expect her to take it seriously.
But that's good too, at least she accepted it, and he can go back to work.
"Then young mistress, I'll take my leave first." Uncle Fu closed the folder and prepared to leave. JrNovels.com