Qiao Zhai, Fang Ya took a nap and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair.

Her hair was black and thick. After she took off her hairband, she carefully combed it with a comb.

In front of me is a bright and exquisite dressing mirror.

"Miss Fang, Lawyer Zhang is here." Butler Tang whispered.

"Let him wait for me in the living room."

"good."

Fang Ya took off her coat, changed into a simple sweater, wrapped herself in a shawl and came downstairs.

On the sofa in the living room, a middle-aged man was sitting upright. The man was wearing glasses and a briefcase was on his hand.

"Hello, Miss Fang."

Seeing Fang Ya come down, Lawyer Zhang quickly stood up, with two shrewd little eyes under the lens.

"Hello, sit down."

Fang Ya's face looked very tired, and there were even a faint dark circle on her eyes, as if she had not closed her eyes for several days and nights.

"Lawyer Zhang, we all said on the phone last time. I hope Lawyer Zhang can do his best to cooperate with me." Fang Ya said lightly.

"Miss Fang Ya, I have prepared all the relevant provisions. I will stay here for you to review later." Lawyer Zhang said, "You are Master Qiao's fiancée and have legal inheritance rights, but Master Qiao has a son, which is a difficult problem."

"Speak straight."

Fang Ya held up a cup of tea.

The tea was filled with white mist. Under the mist, her face was hazy and her eyes were filled with an invisible luster.

"Although Master Qiao's son is still young, he has a direct blood relationship with Master Qiao. Most of Master Qiao's property must be inherited by Master Qiao's son. As a widow, you cannot inherit it directly." Lawyer Zhang was not anxious or slow down.

"And, Miss Fang, according to what you said, the biological mother of Mr. Qiao's son has not been found yet. If that woman dies, there will be no dispute. If that woman is still alive, once she appears in the future, she will have the right to inherit."

"Ms. Fang, Mr. Qiao's family business is huge, but Mr. Qiao's immediate family has only one son. If Mr. Fang wants to inherit all the property, it will not be very difficult..."

Lawyer Zhang wanted to speak but stopped.

Fang Ya tweaked the broken hair in her ears, and a dull luster flashed in her eyes.

"Mr. Qiao's body is not cold. How could I come to Beijing this time for Master Qiao's property?" Fang Ya said coldly, "Lawyer Zhang, Master Qiao's departure, of course I am the one who hurts the most."

“Yes, yes.”

"You keep all the documents, don't say much about the others."

"good."

Lawyer Zhang began to sort out the documents at hand, and he sorted all the categories for Fang Ya.

Just then, Fang Ya's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, answer the phone."

Fang Ya stood up tiredly and took her cell phone to the inner room.

"Acheng."

"Yaya, are you okay? How is the capital city? I will go with you in two days."

"I can handle it, you don't have to come."

"I'm worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about. You have to believe me. I have enough ability to handle everything."

Fang Ya looked out the window, with no expression on her face, but her tone was as gentle as ever.

"I believe in you, but it will be better if I am by my side. Isn't it? Remember to take medicine on time, add clothes on cold weather, and there is nothing else to remind you." Fang Cheng sighed.

Fang Ya's childish face appeared in front of Fang Ya's eyes. She rubbed her forehead and smiled.

"Acheng, I am older than you, I should be telling you. Don't be too tired in the operation, combine work and rest."

"I know, everyone knows." Fang Cheng smiled, "Yaya, I want to see you."

"Okay, don't be like a child." Fang Ya also smiled.
Chapter completed!