The information given by Ye Tingyun clearly stated that Ye Ling and children's painting are foster father son relationships. Legally, children's painting has its own legal rights and, like its own son, inherits everything that Ye Ling has. The old lady's wishful thinking has all failed. She looked at this information unbelievably. She has been sending people to monitor Ye Ling and children's painting, everything about Shen Qianshu, and knows that they are not married, and children's painting is not Ye Ling's son, Even if ye Ling made a will, the people of the Ye family didn't admit it. If there was a lawsuit, Shen Qianshu's mother and son would have no advantage.

But if there is a document proving the relationship between father and son, it will be different.

Ye Tingyun looked at his grandmother lukewarm. "Grandma, this document is enough to prove that he can inherit everything from his eldest brother, so you don't have more trouble."

Ye Feifei grabbed the document, quickly previewed it, and his face changed greatly, "this is impossible. How can he leave the document, mom, this..."

The old lady was the most silent and calm. She glanced at ye Tingyun and breathed deeply, "come with me!"

"Yes!" Ye Tingyun nodded and glanced at the two men beside him, "stay in the hall."

"Yes, second young master."

Ye Tingyun went out with the old lady. In the courtyard, Phalaenopsis bloomed in the wind, which was developed by the gardeners into a wonderful scene. No matter which season, flowers will be in full bloom, beautiful and fragrant.

"Why are you so confused? He asked you to do it. Why don't you ask me?"

"Grandma, it's nothing wrong for brother to recognize a child, and you don't have to be angry."

"You're confused. Europe has always wanted the industry in Yeling's hands. Yeling is a hard bone. Now it's finally dead. I also have an explanation to them. Give these hot potatoes to them as soon as possible. It doesn't matter to us in the future. Now it's in the hands of others, how can I explain to them?"

"It's the final say who gives his property to." Ye Tingyun said, "grandma, eldest brother is also your own grandson. How can you do it?"

"Don't forget, he killed your parents. You still protect an enemy who killed his father and mother. Do you still want to be courteous with his brothers and sisters?"

"You really don't know elder brother. If he killed him, he would have killed all of them. How could he keep Yifan and me?" Ye Tingyun's eyes covered by glasses flashed a touch of indifference, "this is just your excuse."

"Presumptuous!"

Ye Tingyun looked at her faintly, "I really don't understand why you are so hostile to brother. It's not the reason you said. Can you tell me?"

"Stop talking. In short, I won't recognize the parent-child relationship between Yeling and Tonghua."

"You don't need to admit!" Ye Tingyun's tone was indifferent, "I recognize, Yifan recognize, and the law recognize, which is enough."

"You..."

In the living room, the sword is drawn!

Ye Feifei said, "Ye Ling is really dizzy. He was so fascinated by a fox spirit that he gave you all his possessions. He deserved his short life and died in peace."

Zhong Ran's face sank instantly.

Ye Yifan narrowed her eyes, and Shen Qianshu slapped her like wind and electricity, so that a clear slap mark appeared on Ye Feifei's cheek. It can be seen how much strength she used, "in my territory, you'd better be cautious about your words and deeds. I'm not very good tempered, and I pulled your tongue out by mistake, don't be surprised!"

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