Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

"【Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen, are you listening? Hello? Mr. Shen?】"

The lawyer's slightly anxious question came through the receiver, abruptly pulling Shen Yu back from her reverie.

His Adam's apple bobbed laboredly, and he opened his mouth...

"...Yes, I'm listening."

Afterwards, Shen Yu and the lawyer made an appointment. The law firm was very close to their home, and the lawyer said he would visit in about an hour.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yu's mind was in complete chaos.

Grandpa...died a week ago...from illness? What illness?

He was left an inheritance? Why?

Didn't he disown his grandson after personally sending his father to prison?

Shouldn't the inheritance go to the eldest aunt?

Shen Yu stood there, the color still lingering on his face, his lips pressed into a pale line, his eyes vacant and unfocused.

He didn't know how he turned around or how he stepped into the living room.

His steps were unsteady, each step uneven.

He didn't even notice Lin Anran's worried gaze, nor the call he had ignored...

He simply walked straight to the sofa and sat down upright.

He rested his hands on his knees, head bowed, wisps of hair falling down his forehead, obscuring all his expressions.

Lin Anran stood at the bathroom door, watching him answer the phone, watching his expression change drastically, watching him walk in as if he had lost his soul, sit down, and then fall into an almost deathly silence.

Her heart sank to the bottom, and her hands and feet turned ice cold.

She didn't know what was said on the phone, but she had never seen Shen Yu like this before.

Now, he exudes a sense of bewilderment, even... a feeling of helplessness.

She dared not make a sound, dared not ask a question, and even dared not breathe heavily, for fear of disturbing him.

She just looked at his slightly trembling shoulders and his lowered head, and her heart began to ache for him.

She bit her lip and carefully moved to his side.

The sofa sagged slightly under her weight, but Shen Yu didn't react at all and remained in that position.

Lin Anran reached out and slowly covered his hand, which was resting on his knee.

His hands were so cold that they sent a chill down her spine.

She gently grasped his fingers, wrapping them in her warm palm, trying to transfer her warmth to them.

Shen Yu's body trembled, as if startled by the sudden touch.

But he didn't pull his hand away, nor did he react in any other way; he simply let her hold it.

Lin Anran dared not speak, nor did she know what to say.

Time passed by, and the living room was eerily quiet, with only the ticking of the second hand on the wall clock.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Yu's phone suddenly rang again.

Shen Yu shuddered violently, his shoulders hunching.

Shen Yu looked up, stunned for a few seconds, before picking up her phone as if she had just come back to her senses:

"Feed".

After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, Shen Yu said:

"Okay, that's convenient. Just a moment, I'll be right down."

After hanging up the phone, he gripped it tightly.

Lin Anran tilted her head back and her lips moved.

"Can I go with you?" Lin Anran asked softly, although she didn't know what Shen Yu was going to do.

But she just wanted to stay by Shen Yu's side because she felt that something was wrong with Shen Yu at this moment.

Shen Yu glanced at her, nodded, and said, "Let's go."

Lin Anran nodded quickly, her hand sliding down to interlock her fingers with his, holding him tightly.

The two went downstairs and out of the residential area. A black car was parked at the entrance, and a man in a suit, carrying a briefcase and wearing glasses, was standing next to it.

Seeing them come out, the man took two steps forward.

"Are you Mr. Shen Yu?" the man asked, his gaze sweeping over Shen Yu and then glancing at Lin Anran beside him.

"Yes, that's right."

"I'm Chen Ming, from Mingde Law Firm." The man took out a business card and handed it over.

Shen Yu took it and held it in his hand.

His Adam's apple bobbed, as if he wanted to say something, but then he swallowed it back. In the end, he simply turned slightly to the side and said in a hoarse voice:

"Let's talk upstairs, please."

Attorney Chen didn't say much, just nodded and followed them upstairs.

The elevator doors opened, and Shen Yu walked ahead, fumbling for his keys to unlock the doors.

Shen Yu didn't go inside; instead, she stood in the entryway, stepped aside to make way for Chen, and said, "Please come in."

Attorney Chen walked in carrying his briefcase, sat down on a single sofa, put the briefcase on his lap, unfastened the clasp, and took out a brown paper document bag.

He pushed up his glasses before looking up at Shen Yu.

"Mr. Shen, please accept my condolences," said Attorney Chen, his voice steady and even.

He took out a few sheets of paper from the file bag and spread them out on his lap.

"Regarding Mr. Shen Dekun's will, let me first verify your identity information. This will was drawn up by Mr. Shen three months ago, has been notarized, and has legal effect."

Shen Yu finally moved and sat down on the sofa opposite Attorney Chen.

Lin Anran's eyes widened slightly; she finally understood why Shen Yu was in this state...

She sat down next to him and could feel the stiffness in his body.

Attorney Chen began reading from the documents in his hand, starting with Shen Yu's name and ID number, confirming that everything was correct.

Attorney Chen pushed up his glasses, his gaze shifting from the documents to Shen Yu's face:

"Mr. Shen Dekun passed away at 10:47 pm on the 25th of last month at the city's central hospital due to late-stage lung cancer complicated by respiratory failure. Before his death, Mr. Shen was conscious and had already made arrangements for his affairs after his passing."

Late-stage lung cancer...

Shen Yu's fingers unconsciously curled up, her nails digging into her palm.

When did you get the disease?

He had no idea.

Attorney Chen paused, then looked back at the document and continued reading:

"According to Mr. Shen Dekun's will, which was drawn up three months ago, his property shall be distributed as follows..."

"Firstly, the property located at Unit 2, Building 3, Qinghe Road Central Community, Xicheng District of this city, with a building area of ​​902 square meters, belongs to her eldest daughter, Shen Wenhui."

Shen Yu listened, his face expressionless...

Shen Wenhui is his aunt. She had previously called him and scolded him, and even sent her brother to prison.

I guess she's been keeping an eye on this property for a while.

Now that the old man is dead and her own bastard father is in prison, this property will definitely end up in her hands; it's impossible for her to give it to anyone else.

"Secondly..." Attorney Chen paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over Shen Yu from behind his glasses:

"Mr. Shen Dekun's main assets, including his retirement account and early savings, were gradually transferred or explicitly designated to be managed by Ms. Shen Wenhui before his death for his medical treatment in his later years and his funeral arrangements. There are no remaining funds."

The lawyer paused for a moment, then continued:

"However, Mr. Shen specifically stated that he has a private savings account of RMB 200,000, which he has accumulated privately in recent years, and Ms. Shen Wenhui was unaware of this. This sum of money will be inherited solely by his grandson, namely you, Mr. Shen Yu. Mr. Shen set the bank card password to your Gregorian calendar birthday."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yu's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, and his face was filled with disbelief...

"What?!"

"20 million?"

"Give me?"