The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Mu Family Nie Family has arrived! [1 more]

With Old Master Fu gone, no one was there to protect Fu Yunshen anymore.

Actually, the amount of time that Fu Yunshen had spent in the Fu Family wasn’t that long.

Fu Yunshen had gone to the Imperial Capital when he was only five years old, living there for nearly a decade.

It was only when he turned fourteen that Old Master Fu had brought him back to Shanghai City.

After that, he had earned the title of the most charming playboy in Shanghai City.

During the year he turned eighteen, Fu Yunshen went to the Imperial Capital for a trip, and it wasn’t long before news spread in Shanghai City that he had gotten involved with the Meng Family.

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And so, Old Master Fu sent him away to O Continent overnight; it was only after more than three years, almost four, that Fu Yunshen returned.

All things considered, Fu Yunshen had lived in the Fu Family for less than a decade.

But Fu Mingcheng still found Fu Yunshen disagreeable, all because Old Master Fu valued him too much.

A mere wastrel, handsome in appearance but useless at everything.

What made Fu Yunshen so deserving?

With the passing of Old Master Fu, Fu Mingcheng actually felt a sense of relief, feeling as if the heavy stone that had been pressing on his heart had been lifted.

Unlike the other elders, Old Master Fu’s prestige was unparalleled within the Fu Family.

The status that the Fu Family enjoyed in Shanghai City today was also because Old Master Fu was there.

To Fu Mingcheng’s surprise, Old Master Fu had not hidden his will, but left it openly on his desk.

Madam Fu also saw it: “Mingcheng, here.”

Fu Mingcheng quickly walked over, picked up the will from the desk, and started to read it.

When he saw Old Master Fu had left the Imperial Fragrance House, 15% of the Fu Corporation’s shares, and all of the Fu Family’s properties in the Imperial Capital to Fu Yunshen, the veins on Fu Mingcheng’s forehead and neck throbbed violently.

Enraged, he tore the will in his hands to pieces.

Seeing his action, Madam Fu immediately understood what was happening.

She opened her mouth: “The Imperial Fragrance House… Did Old Master really leave it to him?”

Even though they were both prepared for it, actually seeing it written on the will was still unbearable.

The Imperial Fragrance House!

The cornerstone of the Fu Family!

Now squandered by a profligate, and it wouldn’t be long before it was all lost.

Fu Mingcheng took a deep breath: “First, prepare the funeral arrangements. Dad was 85, it’s a ‘happy funeral,’ a good thing. Get a master, set the funeral date, and we need to invite the Four Major Noble Families.”

In the event of an elder passing away over the age of 80, the funeral could be considered a ‘happy funeral.’

Therefore, the Fu Family would also follow the custom of holding the body in repose for three days and hosting a grand banquet.

This was an excellent opportunity for Fu Mingcheng to win over potential allies.

A few days earlier, Su Lianghui, Su Ruan’s father, had given him a tentative promise of support.

He also wanted Fu Yunshen to understand who was truly worthy to inherit the Fu Family.

Fu Mingcheng also knew that tearing up the will served no purpose.

Old Master Fu was a cautious man and always prepared multiple copies of his will, all of which were surely notarized and legally binding.

Coming to her senses, Madam Fu hurried downstairs to start making phone calls.

As for things like the coffin, they didn’t need to worry about that; it had been prepared a long time ago.

Nobody expected that after more than three years of preparation, it would be put to use now.

Fu Mingcheng tossed the shredded document into the wastebasket and after giving another glance to Old Master Fu lying on the bed, he left.

Elsewhere.

After finishing calls to Fu Mingcheng’s siblings, Madam Fu hurried upstairs.

“Yichen!” Madam Fu knocked on the door and, hearing loud snoring from inside, decided to use the key to turn the lock directly, “Yichen, wake up, quickly.”

“Mom, stop bothering me,” Fu Yichen grumbled, turning over, “It’s the weekend, let me sleep a bit more.”

“Still sleeping?” Madam Fu, driven by anger, grabbed his ear, “Your grandfather has passed away; what are you sleeping for?”

This statement fully woke Fu Yichen up.

He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, “Mom, what did you say?”

“Your grandfather passed away this morning,” Madam Fu said flatly, without a hint of sorrow, “Get up quickly and help me with the preparations.”

Fu Yichen began frantically throwing on his clothes: “Wasn’t grandpa getting better? How could he just…”

As he spoke, it seemed he realized something, urgently asking, “The will? How did grandpa divide it?”

The Fu Family was massive, and Old Master Fu had no shortage of brothers and sisters; just Fu Mingcheng’s generation alone boasted more than twenty people, not to mention Fu Yichen’s.

Madam Fu didn’t say a word.

“Did he leave everything to Fu Yunshen?” Fu Yichen’s face turned sour, “Has grandpa gone mad? With my elder brother around, he’d let him inherit the Fu Family?”