The feeling of wanting to provide for one's family but not having them around is one of the greatest regrets one can have.
She didn't want Yian Jingxue to have such regrets in the future.
Yian Jingxue turned her head to look at her with a warm smile, "Beibei, you're the best!"
"Silly girl," Ye Xingbei chuckled, shaking her head, and asked, "How are your second and third uncles? Are they giving you a hard time?"
"Them? Same as always," Yian Jingxue scoffed, "Just as you told me, after I returned, I told them that I've made a will. If I die, all my wealth will go to you. They were furious!"
Yian Jingxue sneered, "I love seeing them frustrated and incapable of laying a finger on me. The angrier they get, the happier I am! I've been very content these days!"
"That's good," Ye Xingbei warmly expressed, "Knowing that even if something happened to you, they wouldn't get a cent of your inheritance, they should leave you alone from now on."
