She paused, took a sip of barley tea on the table, and then reopened, "Ye's property is huge, and I have my own idea about inheriting this, that is, to give all this ink, Ye's property is not ours."

She was still a little nervous and did not know how her son would react to these words. After all, Ye's wealth was huge. If his son had an idea, it should be.

But Ye Miao was not Ye Nianmo's child. Before she left, the old woman had to transfer all her shares in Ye Shui Mo to Ye Shui Mo's name. She was really worried. She did not want to...