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Shock washed over her face like a tidal wave, her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at everything before her. Uncle silently glanced at her and then replied in a calm tone, "This is all of Yulin's assets."
A shudder ran through Aunt, as if struck by lightning. Uncle stood up and gently supported her, saying, "He wants to transfer all his assets to Xiao Fan."
"What! Is he crazy? Why would he do that?" Aunt's voice was filled with incredulity. She couldn't understand why Yulin would make such a crazy decision.
At that moment, Uncle took a deep breath and slowly said, "He told your husband that he wants to marry Xiao Fan." Upon hearing this, Aunt's emotions began to settle. "It seems he has really thought this through. What do you think, husband?"
Father sat on the sofa, puffing on his cigarette. "I will listen to Xiao Fan," he said, tossing away the cigarette and picking up Shen Yulin's documents before getting up to leave.
In the hospital room, sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting dappled shadows. I had just woken from my nap and was still a bit groggy. At that moment, Father walked in gently carrying a thermos and a stack of documents. He wore a warm smile and said softly, "Awake? I brought you some soup; come drink it."
I rubbed my eyes, sat up, and set up the small table. My gaze was involuntarily drawn to the slightly crumpled documents in Father's hand. A wave of curiosity surged within me, and I couldn't help but ask, "Dad, what is this?"
Father smiled but didn't directly answer my question. Instead, he placed the thermos on the table, opened the lid, poured out a steaming bowl of soup, and handed it to me gently, saying, "Drink the soup first; your health is important. We can talk about this later."
I took the bowl and inhaled the familiar aroma, feeling warmth in my heart. Yet my eyes kept glancing at the mysterious documents. Father seemed to sense my thoughts; he put down his spoon, his expression turning serious as he looked at me intently.
"Xiao Fan," Father said in a low and firm voice, "I want to ask you something about this child. What are your thoughts?" My heart skipped a beat at his words.
I lowered my head to avoid his gaze and after a moment of silence replied slowly, "I... I don't have any special thoughts; I just want to live peacefully like this." After speaking, I quietly took a sip of soup to mask my inner unease.
Father sighed. "What about the child's father?"
I kept my head down, but inside I was tumultuous with endless anxiety and confusion. At that moment, Father slowly handed me a stack of documents and said softly, "Take a look at these."
I took the documents with suspicion and began flipping through them. Each page was densely packed with text that increasingly baffled me. What exactly was in here? Shares, properties... these unfamiliar terms kept jumping out at me, deepening my confusion.
Just as I was lost in thought, Father's voice came again: "These are things Shen Yulin gave me. He told me he hopes to marry you. And these shares and properties will be arranged by him to be transferred into your name soon."
Hearing this made the documents in my hands feel incredibly heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds—almost unbearable. I stared wide-eyed at Father in disbelief and trembled as I asked, "Is he giving me these just because he wants to marry me?"
Father nodded slightly in acknowledgment before adding, "He asked me for another chance; I didn't agree directly. Now everything depends on your thoughts. I want to hear your opinion."
At that moment, my mind was in chaos. Faced with such a complex situation, I truly didn't know how to respond. This sudden proposal caught me completely off guard. Yet Father's attitude made me feel his respect and trust in me.
Seeing the gray starting to show in Father's hair at his temples, I finally lost control of my emotions; tears streamed down my face like a flood breaking through a dam. Father seemed to sense the turmoil within me; he gently patted my shoulder and spoke firmly yet kindly: "Xiao Fan, no matter what happens, Dad will fully support any decision you make. If you willingly accept him and agree to this proposal, then please keep these documents safe; but if you have any reservations or are unwilling about this matter, that's also fine because Dad will always be by your side."
I tightly clutched the documents; tears had blurred my vision as I spoke with a slight tremor in my voice: "Dad, I want to see him..."
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