She asked softly, "What are you smiling at?"
Qin Yuan merely raised an eyebrow, cryptically saying, "When there's good news, naturally I'll smile."
Madam Qin became even more confused, feeling only that this son of hers had been gloomy lately, which made her quite afraid.
After waiting a while longer, the great-uncle lost his patience, his face stern, he said irritably to the lawyer, "I think he won't come, just go ahead and read the will."
The lawyer found it difficult, "I'm afraid that won't work, second master, please don't make it difficult for me. The family head was very clear when he was not bedridden; he instructed that all his descendants must be present when the will is announced."
The great-uncle snorted through his nose and scoffed, "What a waste of time." Then he muttered quietly to himself, "Only when old does he think of making amends, afraid that others might not want it anymore."
