After Transmigrating as a Tycoon’s Wife, My Thoughts Are Heard by the Whole Family

What kind of move is it for a dying man to ask for a divorce?

Is this Yang Feng's parents' idea?

Are they going to reveal the affair and the illegitimate child?

Ji Fei and Qin Xian couldn't understand it. Ji Fei was just about to use the Gossip System to investigate.

But the mistress, on the other hand, was getting more and more excited, even showing a smile on her face.

"Alright, we'll cooperate, absolutely cooperate... but, Mom, do we really not need to see Yang Feng one last time? We really can't bear to part with him, sob..." Though her smile was barely concealed, she still pretended to be crying.

Finally, she hung up the phone with a sad expression.

"Sis, what's going on?" the mistress's younger brother asked anxiously.

The mistress suppressed the curve of her lips, shooed the children away, and then explained to her brother, "Yang Feng still has a conscience. Before he dies, he wants to arrange things for us. He plans to divorce Qin Wenqiang in his final days and make her leave with nothing."

"What?!" The brother was stunned. "How is that possible?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Ji Fei and Qin Xian were equally baffled, sharing the same question as the brother.

"He's about to die, so why not? Qin Wenqiang has not only marital assets but also a lot of pre-marital property. The things she brought from the Qin family can't be touched, but everything else could be left to Yang Feng if she agrees."

The brother still found it hard to believe. "She wouldn't agree to that, would she?"

"Yang Feng will team up with his parents to persuade Qin Wenqiang. The divorce is just a legal process to transfer all the assets to Yang Feng. After he dies, the inheritance will go to his parents. This is to reassure them so they won't be left with nothing after their only son passes away."

"With Qin Wenqiang's personality, she'll probably swear to take care of her in-laws until their death, maybe even sign an agreement," the brother said doubtfully.

The mistress smirked, "But Yang Feng said he's worried she might remarry and have children with someone else. She can't guarantee that, can she? Besides, the Qin family is so wealthy. Why would they care about these assets? Leaving everything to the elderly would comfort them. And the old folks promised that after they die, the property will go to their granddaughter. It's just to give them peace of mind in their remaining years."

"Ah? Everything to that little brat?!" The brother panicked. "Didn't those old folks hate that kid the most?"

"Don't be stupid. It's all an act for the mother and daughter. By saying that, Qin Wenqiang will feel reassured and indulge Yang Feng's last wish. She'll think it's all for her daughter anyway. But once the assets are in the hands of those old folks, how they transfer them to us later is none of her business. Her daughter won't get a single cent. Meanwhile, we can let them take care of the old folks on their deathbeds. Hahaha."

The brother finally understood and got excited. "So we're going to be rich? Wait, what if the Qin family finds out and retaliates?"

"We didn't do anything. It's all their plan. After this, we'll just go abroad and wait for the old folks to send us money. We'll live the good life." The mistress was getting more and more excited. After all, being a mistress and having to please a man was such a hassle. Now that the man is dying, the good life is finally here.

By now, Ji Fei finally understood what the divorce was all about and was so angry she could spit blood.

Qin Xian, halfway through, had already silently taken out his phone and started recording, as if it were second nature.

The mistress and her brother laughed and called their children to leave the hospital. It was only then that Ji Fei realized the children's earlier tears weren't for their dying father but because they were copying their mother's distress.

Now that they heard everything was fine, that their father's death wouldn't change their lives, and that they could leave the dreary hospital, they started clamoring to go eat somewhere. Their upbringing was truly appalling.

One of the kids even asked, "But what if Dad's money runs out? If Dad dies, who's going to make money for us?"

"Don't worry, that day will never come. But if it does, remember, you still have a sister from the Qin family who can support you. My children are destined to live a pampered life, always taken care of, living the good life."

After the mistress finished speaking, the group left the hospital laughing and in high spirits.

Ji Fei's face turned pale with anger. She gritted her teeth and turned to Qin Xian, not knowing where to start.

Qin Xian put away his phone. "Don't worry. Even if Cousin Qin Wenqiang is tricked into agreeing, it will take time for the lawyers to come. They won't succeed."

"Then let's hurry and tell Big Cousin." Ji Fei immediately grabbed Qin Xian's hand and turned to head back to the ward.

But as soon as they turned around, they froze.

Yang Weiwei was standing not far behind them.

She was holding her bag, which Qin Xi had been carrying earlier. It seemed she had come down to retrieve it.

[What a tragedy. Earlier, she had gone out with everyone and bought a gift for Yang Feng, which she had placed in her bag. Now, in these final moments, as they were trying to persuade Qin Wenqiang to divorce, they had sent Yang Weiwei away. She wanted to give her father his last gift, but instead, she overheard...]

The little girl's face was as pale as paper, her eyes bloodshot, but her expression was blank. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried silently.

Ji Fei rushed over, and Yang Weiwei seemed to snap out of her daze, suddenly breaking into loud sobs.

Clearly, Yang Weiwei had heard everything.

At just over ten years old, how could she bear such a blow?

No matter how Ji Fei hugged or comforted her, it was no use. Qin Xian, who wasn't good with children, could only stand silently by. Yang Weiwei's wailing was so loud that it attracted Qin Yan and Qin Xi from a distance.

"I thought you went back?" Qin Yan asked, shocked. "What's going on?"

Qin Xi immediately stepped forward to comfort her little cousin.

But Yang Weiwei turned and rushed into the hospital.

Ji Fei and the others had no choice but to follow.

When they reached the ward, they found Qin Yi waiting outside, frowning. Qin Zhao and Qin Rong were also there, looking puzzled, especially at the sight of Yang Weiwei crying and running.

Qin Yi was about to hug the approaching Yang Weiwei, but she twisted away and burst into the room.

At the same time, voices from inside could be heard.

"Wenqiang, this is my last request. My parents aren't smart or calm. They don't understand anything. This is the only way to reassure them and let me go in peace. After all, everything will go to Weiwei in the end. Just indulge me this one last time. Call the lawyer. I don't have much time left. You wouldn't want me to die with regrets, would you?" Yang Feng said weakly.

"But... this doesn't make sense!" Qin Wenqiang sobbed in pain.

"I... *cough cough*... just agree, please! I'm begging you! *cough cough*..."

"Don't say that... Alright, I'll agree. I'll call the lawyer now." Qin Wenqiang's crying suddenly stopped as Yang Weiwei hugged her. "Mom, don't!"