Chapter 1 — After Losing 4 Billion Inheritance, I Made The Whole Family Look Up

Grandpa Left All 4 Billion Yuan To My Cousin, I Don't Pretend Anymore My uncle-in-law scolded me for not having the will to progress, and my cousin stood behind and laughed at me for being poor. Three days later, at the celebration party. A character that no one in the entire hall dared to offend stepped in front of me. Before everyone's eyes, he said:

"General Manager To, the company's plan for the next quarter still needs your decision."

The wine glass in my cousin's hand fell to the ground. When grandfather announced his will, the plate of sweet and sour fried ribs on the table was still steaming.

"Listen carefully."

He put down his chopsticks and looked around the table. Six people sat around the table. No one dared to move their chopsticks.

"In your name, you currently have all your houses, bank deposits and shares in the company. Combined, it's about 4 billion yuan."

He paused for a moment.

"Everything is left to To Kiet."

Stop again.

"Others, no part."

The chopsticks in my mother's hand slid down and hit the edge of the bowl, making a crisp "click" sound. The sauce on the plate of ribs splashed onto the back of her hand. But she just sat there, as if she couldn't feel it at all. My father opened his mouth to say something. But in the end, I still couldn't utter a word. He bowed his head and looked at the table. The wind from the air conditioner blew through, causing the lampshade on top of my head to gently shake. My cousin, To Kiet, sat to the right of my grandfather. The corners of her lips pursed, her eyebrows slightly raised, deliberately showing both surprise and love.

"Grandpa, this... isn't very good? Eldest uncle and everyone..."

"What's wrong?"

Grandpa interrupted directly. The tone was as tough as pounding the table.

"Your father passed away early, so your mother worked hard to raise you alone, enduring many hardships. This year you passed the civil service exam again, making the To family famous. This money should have belonged to you."

He patted To Kiet on the shoulder.

"You are a ambitious person, I trust you."

I put down my chopsticks. There's still more than half a bowl of rice left in the bowl. But I couldn't swallow any more. I spoke up. The voice was so calm that even I was surprised.

"So what about you?"

Right away. Everyone stopped chopsticks. Grandpa raised his cup of tea and took a sip. Then glanced at me with indifferent eyes as if looking at a stranger.

"What about you? Haven't you opened your own small studio? Every year you earn tens of thousands of yuan, not enough to starve to death. What do you need so much money for?"

"That's right."

Uncle-in-law Trieu Ngoc Lan immediately continued. She picked up a piece of ribs and put it in To Kiet's bowl.

"Niem Van, it's not what my aunt-in-law wants to say about you. It's useless for a girl like you to hold a lot of money. When you're young, finding a trustworthy person to get married is the most important thing. Look at your cousin, a state civil servant, a genuine iron rice bowl, how open the future is. Giving this money to her will bring out the greatest value."

When saying those words. Her eyes narrowed into a line. The corners of his lips curled up with satisfaction. His tone was light as if he was discussing whether today's food was delicious or not. My mother immediately raised her head.

"Sister-in-law, what is considered useless? Niem Van's career that she built with her own hands is useless. useful? How much money has he spent on his family over the years? When Dad was hospitalized that year, who was the one who ran back and forth for half a month? Who pays to hire a nurse?"

Trieu Ngoc Lan placed her chopsticks firmly on the table. The volume is also much higher.

"Sister-in-law, are you planning to settle accounts with me now? How much does it cost to hire a nanny? Compared to 4 billion yuan, is it worth mentioning? Besides, that's what a granddaughter should do. Do some things that are part of your duty and then still show them off?"

My mother's hand under the table tightened. My father reached out to hold her. Gently shook his head.

"Stop talking."

His voice was very low. So low that it seemed like he had completely accepted his fate. Grandfather used the tip of his chopsticks to tap twice on the rim of the bowl.

"What's the noise?"

"In this house, it's not your turn to decide yet."

"My money is my right to whoever I want to give it to."

He looked over at me. The voice softened somewhat. But the words that came out pierced people's hearts even more than before.

"Nien Van, don't feel wronged."

"It's not that I don't love you."

"But look at yourself. I'm twenty-seven years old and I don't even have a lover. Just huddling in that tiny studio all day, what do you think you can accomplish?"

"To Kiet is different."

"He works in a state agency, has wide relationships, and has a bright future. Just leave the money in his hands and you will feel secure."

The two words "peace of mind". He emphasized very strongly. Right at that moment. To Kiet also spoke up. The expression is so sincere that it cannot be criticized.

"Sister, grandpa is just thinking about the whole family."

"Don't worry, if anything happens at home in the future, I will definitely not ignore it."

"We're all one family, what's mine is everyone's."

He even smiled at me. A gentle smile. Polite. Perfect without a single flaw. But it made me extremely nauseous. I didn't reply. Just quietly looked at grandpa. The man I have called grandfather for the past twenty-seven years. When I was little, he used to hold me on his shoulders and take me to the market to buy candied fruit. The first day I brought home an excellent student certificate, he happily rewarded me with 50 yuan, patted my head and smiled:

"You are the To family's treasure."

When I was in eighth grade, my parents had a cold war and even wanted to separate. It was he who banged the table and shouted:

"Whoever dares to divorce should never step foot in this house again!"

Later, I refused to take the civil service exam as he wanted, and insisted on studying brand design. He was so angry that he didn't say a word to me for half a year. But the day my studio opened, my grandmother secretly stuffed a lucky money envelope in my pocket. Inside is 20,000 yuan.

"Your grandfather told me to give it to you, don't tell anyone."

At that time, my grandmother was still alive. But now she has been away from us for four years. And grandfather's "treasure"... has also changed to someone else.