Chapter 367: Setting a Trap

When Lv Fang was young, she could be considered a beauty of peerless elegance; the last time they met was eighteen years ago at her father's funeral, and in her memory, she was still very beautiful, but she never expected that she would have turned into this state now.

As if sensing something, Lv Fang on the hospital bed felt her daughter's arrival, and she struggled to open her eyes.

At this moment, the mother and daughter, separated for eighteen years, looked at each other; suddenly, Lv Fang sat up abruptly and snatched the oxygen mask from her mouth.

Because her body was weak, she gasped violently after removing the oxygen mask, and the monitoring equipment immediately began to alarm.

Chen Yu hurriedly stepped forward and inserted a few needles, and only then did Lv Fang's breathing gradually stabilize.

She opened her mouth and said with a trembling voice, "Ruoxue..."

Ning Ruoxue stood at the doorway, tears swirling in her eyes; she could not believe that the woman before her, who looked completely aged, was the beautiful and intellectual mother from her memories.

"Go over and say a few words to her." Chen Yu's brow furrowed, and he calmly took Ning Ruoxue's hand and gave it a squeeze.

Ning Ruoxue looked back at Chen Yu in surprise; Chen Yu shook his head slightly at her. Ning Ruoxue was startled; Chen Yu was hinting that there was something wrong with Lv Fang and that she should be careful.

"Ruoxue, you've come." With the reinforcement of Chen Yu's few needles, Lv Fang's strength seemed to have recovered a little; she propped herself up to sit and beckoned, "Come, come here to Mother."

Ning Ruoxue held back the tears in her eyes and walked slowly to the front of Lv Fang.

"You've grown into a big girl, different from the photos." Lv Fang looked at Ning Ruoxue with a face full of maternal love, holding her hand and stroking her hair: "It's been nearly twenty years; actually, Mother has been thinking of you every moment."

"But I was afraid of disturbing your current life, and afraid that you would hate me and not forgive me, so I could only watch over you silently."

"How long have you been sick?" Ning Ruoxue choked up: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I brought this upon myself." Lv Fang murmured: "Ruoxue, when your father needed people the most, I betrayed him and abandoned you; you must hate me, right?"

"Hate, how could I not hate?" Ning Ruoxue said forlornly: "But what is the use of hate? Father is already gone, and I can never go back."

"Yes, I was so heartless back then, how could you not hate me?" Lv Fang's tears fell: "I don't want anything else, I just want to see you one last time in the final period of my life; if you accompany me and talk with me, I will be content."

"President Lv, everything is ready." Just at this moment, a man wearing a suit walked up, holding a Contract in his hand.

"Then let's begin." Lv Fang wiped away a tear.

"What are you doing?" Ning Ruoxue was confused.

"We've reached this point, and you still refuse to call me Mother?" Lv Fang's tears fell uncontrollably, and she murmured: "Yes, what I did back then—whoever it was, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to let it go."

"Miss Ning, I am President Lv's acting lawyer, Zhang Yuan. I am now accepting the commission of Ms. Lv's will to transfer the Qiming Group under her name to you. This is the Contract; as long as you sign it, the company is yours." The man in the suit straightened his tie.

"Why do this?" Ning Ruoxue was stunned: "Don't you have a son?"

"I have a son, but the company was originally your father's. After your father passed, although I remarried, the company was still mine." Lv Fang sighed and said: "I haven't even been able to forgive myself for the mistakes of the past."

"So even if I die, the company should be yours. Although the company is not large in scale, it has nearly a hundred million in profits every year. Sign the Contract, so that I can leave with more peace of mind." Lv Fang wiped away a tear.

"I don't want it." Ning Ruoxue turned her head away: "I came today simply to see you, not to fight for the family property with that 'younger brother' of mine."

"He knows about this matter, and he expressed his understanding." Lv Fang gave a bitter smile: "Ruoxue, no matter how wrong I was back then, it is a thing of the past now."

"I have spent every day of these years in regret, and I am about to die; can you not forgive me before I die?" Lv Fang pleaded.

"Miss Ning, even if Ms. Lv was wrong in a thousand ways back then, she is your mother after all. If you don't sign this Contract, she won't be able to close her eyes even in death." Zhang Yuan also urged.

Ning Ruoxue was somewhat at a loss, and she turned her head to look at Chen Yu.

"Ruoxue, sign it. Your mother has reached this point, what kind of bad intentions could she have?" Chen Yu said to Ning Ruoxue with a hidden meaning in his words.

Ning Ruoxue's heart jolted, and she reacted instantly; Chen Yu was hinting to her to pay attention to the Contract.

"I can explain the terms of the Contract to you one by one; this is considered a will, and it includes equity changes." Zhang Yuan walked forward with the Contract.

"No need, I'll sign." Ning Ruoxue took a pen from her bag, took the several copies of the Contract, and signed her name.

"This is the inkpad." Zhang Yuan took out an inkpad: "You need to press your fingerprint."

"Use mine; I am allergic to those things, only this inkpad will do." Ning Ruoxue took an inkpad from her bag and pressed her fingerprint.

The Contract was in duplicate; after signing, Zhang Yuan held it in his hand to look at it, then handed it to Lv Fang.

Lv Fang looked at the signature at the bottom, and after confirming it was correct, she nodded, then stood up from the bed and said with a smile: "Ruoxue, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" Ning Ruoxue stared at her mother with narrowed eyes; Lv Fang's expression had changed, and her dying appearance from just a moment ago was faked.

"Thank you for saving your brother. Raising a daughter is still useful, after all; first, it guards against old age, and second, when you have needs, you can still count on your help." As Lv Fang spoke, she grabbed at her head, and the gray wig on her head was taken off.

She then wiped her face, and all the wrinkles on her face disappeared; in less than a moment, she transformed from a sickly patient into a well-maintained woman.

"The makeup on your face is quite realistic." Chen Yu sneered; when he first came in, he saw that Lv Fang was not right, because he saw that the woman's illness was faked the moment he arrived.

It was just that he didn't know what medicine she was selling in her Gourd, but he had already warned Ning Ruoxue, and now he was just watching her perform here.

"Is that so? Giggles, I also think it's quite good; it's painted just like the real thing." Lv Fang giggled.

"Lv Fang, what exactly do you want to do?" Ning Ruoxue stared at her.

The door opened, and a man walked out; this man was Lv Fang's current husband, Li Zhengye, and behind him, he was pushing a boy who was thin as a rail. This boy should have been seventeen or eighteen, but he was holding an oxygen tank and inhaling oxygen through his nostrils.

This boy was Ning Ruoxue's younger brother by the same mother but a different father, Li Hao; his face was sallow, and he looked very ill.

"Haha, thank you, Ruoxue. Your brother's heart needs a transplant, and we haven't been able to find a matching heart. You and he were born of the same mother, so the hearts are very compatible." Li Zhengye laughed.

"Sister, thank you." A hint of a smile was squeezed onto Li Hao's face, which was as thin as a Skull.

"When did I agree to transplant my heart to him?" Ning Ruoxue said coldly.

"It's in this Contract." Zhang Yuan pointed to the Contract Ning Ruoxue had just signed: "Although this Contract is a will, it clearly states that if you want to inherit, it will be a hundred years later. If you can live for a hundred years, this company will be yours."

"Besides that?" Chen Yu asked.

"Besides that, there is an organ transplant notification, which means that you voluntarily and gratuitously transplant your own heart to your brother, and you bear any risks in the transplant process yourself." Zhang Yuan said with a chuckle.