After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 327 Wills
Jiang Mu didn't have much curiosity about Ge Pangpang's sadness.

"You'd better take care of your own money bag. After all, he worked hard for Zhizhen." Jiang Mu finally chose the casserole and placed the order: "I forgot to tell you that there is an asset agreement signed before marriage, and Zhizhen loses money." It has nothing to do with me."

This was brought up by her. The director told him in private that several other artist couples who had signed the contract, including the teacher's couple, had voluntarily raised asset protection.

Only Xiao Junheng, the richest man, didn't mention it, as if he didn't care that a simple marriage certificate was taken away by countless billions.

In the end, the asset agreement was signed, at Jiang Mu's insistence.

Ge Ping opened his mouth wide in shock, and fidgeted as if his butt was scratched: "Why doesn't it have anything to do with you, why didn't I know there was an agreement."

Jiang Mu: "It was Zhuang Rui who came with me to the show. You were still busy with other artists at that time, so you naturally didn't know."

At that time, the two of them hadn't terminated their contracts from Changqian, and their every move and work were fully arranged by the company, and she didn't say a word that shouldn't be said.

Ge Ping also thought of how he couldn't help himself at that time, hearing that she couldn't get the money, it was as uncomfortable as scratching his heart and lungs when the money was lost.

Ge Ping, who originally wanted to sit down for a while, left immediately after talking about work, for fear that if he stayed for one minute longer, he would be sad for 1 seconds. It was all money.

When he left, Jiang Mu followed the video to learn how to make soup, and while waiting for the slow fire to simmer, he inadvertently recalled Ge Ping's words.

It would be a lie to say that he doesn't care at all. Xiao Junheng is not an eager person. In the past, the company's development was mainly based on stability, and he rarely made rash advances.

What's going on recently, Jiang Mu swiped and pulled the tablet, on which was Zhizhen's recent publicity news, each with an urgent meaning.

"I'm not in good health and still tossing like this, it's really..."

Jiang Mu turned off the fire, still murmuring, Xiao Junheng, who had been working overtime for several days, didn't know what time he was going to work today.

……

The top floor of the Zhizhen Building.

The lawyer sitting opposite Xiao Junheng recounted in a businesslike manner: "Mr. Xiao is sure to transfer all assets to Jiang Mu's name."

Xiao Junheng: "I'm sure."

"Okay, the video verification has been completed. After your death, this will will take effect, and Jiang Mu will be the sole heir of the property."

"it is good."

Xiao Junheng turned and looked out of the French windows, and sat there for an unknown amount of time, until the night fell and the neon lights flickered.

Snapped.

The light dispelled the night, and the special assistant hurriedly apologized when he saw Xiao Junheng: "Mr. Xiao, Madam called to ask when you will go back."

Xiao Junheng frowned slightly, subconsciously looked at his mobile phone, he didn't know when the battery ran out, so he stood up immediately: "Give me your mobile phone."

Xu Shi got up too violently, his legs were weak, and he staggered, holding on to the table and chair with one hand to avoid falling.

The special assistant stepped forward quickly: "Be careful, Mr. Xiao, your complexion is too bad, why don't I take you to the hospital for a look."

"Need not!"

The special assistant looked at him in astonishment.

Xiao Junheng spoke quickly and urgently, as if evading, met the special assistant's probing gaze, and straightened up calmly: "I know my situation myself, call her back."

"Forget it, I'll go back now."

Pegasus Court.

Jiang Mu looked at his phone again, and the special assistant said that he had already returned, and he didn't know how long it would be.

There was a sound from the garage, and Jiang Mu walked over quickly to have a look. After seeing a familiar vehicle, he was not in a hurry.

She turned a corner and sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV and tuned to a random channel, waiting absently for him to enter the door.

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(End of this chapter)