I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 647 647, Wills

Song Zhen's eyes were astonishingly bright, staring at Lu Xunzhi without blinking.

This made Lu Xunzhi suddenly have a feeling that someone is a knife and he is a fish.

He swallowed nervously, and asked, "Son, what are you planning?"

They are all their own people, it is better to say it clearly.

This hesitant and meticulously planned appearance made Lu Xunzhi nervous and uncomfortable.

Song Zhen let go of his shoulders, took the teacup warmed on the small fire easily and naturally, and poured himself a cup of Liang Xiaoqi's favorite green tea.

After taking two sips, Song Zhen said in a warm voice, "If my mother knows that you have been guarding her body like a jade for her for so many years, she will be gratified that she has a spirit in the sky."

Lu Xunzhi's eyes were sore, he blinked quickly a few times, turned his face away, and didn't dare to look at Song Zhen.

No matter how much regret and guilt he has in his heart now, it is impossible to turn back time.

Song Zhen said again: "Are you planning to get married in the future?"

Lu Xunzhi's voice was very low: "I don't know. But, it probably won't happen."

In this life, he has loved Liang Xiaoqi.

Apart from her, he seemed to have lost the ability to love other women.

Lu Xunzhi didn't know how long this situation would last.

However, even when his parents were alive and forced him to go on a blind date, as soon as he sat down and saw the face of the girl opposite Liang Xiaoqi, he felt sore and wanted to vomit.

Song Zhen walked outside slowly and came to the simple and gorgeous big desk.

Lu Xunzhi followed his footsteps, looked at his back, and asked, "Son, what are you looking for?"

"Paper and pen," Song Zhen turned around and glanced at him, "Since you are now in your prime, you are only 45 years old, and you have a long life ahead, and no one knows whether you will have other children in the future, so I I feel that it is necessary for us to liquidate your assets now, and, while I am here now, I can help you to make a will together."

The corner of Lu Xunzhi's mouth twitched.

He felt guilty towards Song Zhen, and even more remorse and guilt towards Liang Xiaoqi, not to mention what Song Zhen asked for, even if Song Zhen didn't ask, everything he had could be given to Song Zhen unconditionally.

But now, the kid was so quick to try to make his will, it felt... weird.

He stepped forward and asked slowly: "Have you ever seen a father and son make a will on the first day they met each other?"

"I don't want a penny from you!" Song Zhen had already found a pen and paper, laid the paper flat, and handed the pen to Lu Xunzhi: "You just need to settle your property and guarantee that these things will all belong to George in the future. It's OK."

Lu Xunzhi looked at the pen.

Song Zhen said again: "George is your grandson!"

Lu Xunzhi: "But..."

Song Zhen: "There is no evidence to speak, but written evidence, we will not live together for a long time in the future, in case something happens to you, it is impossible to tell! So, now, make a will!"

Lu Xunzhi: "But..."

Song Zhen: "Mom, who is this person you love? So stingy, so..."

Lu Xunzhi: "I write, I write!"

Lu Xun stepped forward, took the pen, and sat obediently at the desk like a primary school student, writing down all his properties stroke by stroke.

Moreover, at Song Zhen's suggestion, he also called his assistant, the housekeeper, Qin Feng, and the legal lawyer of the resort to witness together and complete the final will.

The will was made in triplicate, one copy was kept by the lawyer, one was kept by Lu Xun, and the other was taken by Song Zhen.

(End of this chapter)