CEO Vengeful wife.

"Since now that you all are seated, I will read aloud the will." Mr. Song grabbed out a paper from his file.      

"Since all of you know that I have only one son, to whom would my estate go other than him?" He recited the first line.     

Once Mr. Song read those words, Lang Lan felt elated. 'Could it be Elder Heng named everything to Heng Huizhong and left the decision to him whether to which son he award the shares? If it so then-'     

Her thoughts were interrupted when Mr. Song continued.     

"However, since he seems to be prejudiced and is lacking in the sense of judgment I will take the liberty to allot my grandsons their shares at my own discretion. My son, I hope you can forgive me for that."     

"For my youngest grandson, in the Heng Softwares Limited, I bestow thirty percent of my shares in the company. Other than that my territory in the countryside, I name that to you. That includes my farmhouse and our family's private holiday villas. Since he is not of yet age, I hope that my son, Heng Huizhng can look after the property on his part."     

"What? Just thirty percent? How could Elder Heng-"     

Heng Huizhong hushed his wife. Lang Lan could only suppress the resentment in her heart and silence herself.     

"As for my eldest grandson, I hope you can forgive me for not being able to look after you during the period I was alive. To you, I name twenty-seven percent of my shares in Heng Software Limited. Other than that, I also hand over all the books from our ancestral library to you. I hope you will look after them well and cherish them as I did."     

'Huh! That ancestral library? That is nothing but a pile of old, useless books. They are not worth anything monetarily.' Lang Lan didn't care for those measly books. "But those twenty-seven percent shares... Forget it. These are still less than my son. I will make Heng Huizhng find a way to force him to yield those shares.'     

"Mr. Song, what about the remaining shares in the Heng Softwares Limited? Are they named after my husband?" Lang Lan couldn't stop herself from asking.     

"I am reaching the part." Mr. Song flipped to the next page. Looking at the page he said, "The remaining shares in my company... twenty percent in Heng Software Limited are named after Jing Lihua."     

Heng Huizhong's eyes widened in shock. "Twenty percent shares in Heng Software Limited? Mr. Song, are you not going a bt too far. I had assumed you guys might have coveted a small property of our family but-"     

"Mr.Heng. I am not lying This will was written by Elder Heng himself. If you are doubtful, you can check the writing." Mr. Song handed over the copy to Heng Huizhong. Glancing at the same handwriting, Heng Huizhong couldn't bring himself to believe his eyes.     

Meanwhile, Mr. Song grabbed out the private letters to each and every one of the people present in the place. Surprisingly, one was for Jing Lihua too.     

Taking the mysterious letter into her hands, with a deep frown of confusion, Jing Lihua opened the letter. Until now she too had been thinking there had been some sort of problem. The situation was too bizarre to think of something.     

Once she opened the letter, she started reading the content intently.     

"Jing Lihua, after knowing the truth I know you will blame me. All the time I had been negligent in my duty towards you. It was not until I was reduced to my deathbed that I had been forced to think about all the choices I had made in my life and how they had affected everyone. And all the regrets I had until now.     

One of them was agreeing to the request of my wife. Back then my wife had grown close to a woman. A woman who had later lost her son. Years passed but my wife's friend couldn't get over the loss of her son. Around that time God had gifted us with a beautiful daughter.      

Since my wife's friend had lost a son, she grew particularly fond of our daughter. Our daughter would spend most of her time at my wife's friend's place. She even got more comfortable with my wife's friend than us. As time passed by, their bond grew. To the point, it was stronger to my wife's friend than us.     

When an early death took away my wife, while my son, still young, mourned for his mother, my daughter had already given someone else the place of mother in her heart. At that time, I have recalled the last wish of my wife She had asked me to let our daughter be adopted by her friend and give up on her.     

She didn't want out daughter to suffer. She didn't want her to live a motherless life.     

Since things were already like this, I also didn't want to bring our daughter into a motherless empty house. I had let her be legally adopted by my wife's friend's family.     

Jing Lihua, do you know who was my daughter? She was your mother... Tang Yuyan.     

And do you know who was my wife's friend? It was your Tang Liuwei wife.     

Jing Lihua, you are not a Tang. Heng's family blood flows through you. In order to not let this negatively affect you, we had decided to never bring this up. However, once I was at my deathbed...     

I realized I wanted you to know. I wanted you to know to what family actually belonged to. I wanted you to know that who actually you are."     

By the time, Jing Lihua had finished the first page, she didn't know what to think of this. She was a Tang. That was a certain thing. As for being a Heng... either there was a big misunderstanding here or there was something she still didn't know. In any case, she could confirm with a simple blood test.     

Taking a deep breath, she flipped to the next page.     

Her eyes deepened when they saw an old photo on the next page.     

Captivating green eyes of the person in the picture gathered her interest.