Early the next morning, I got up to write my will.
Most of it dealt with how to distribute my property.
I owned one apartment, the one my dad and grandfather had lived in before they died.
I had never planned to sell it, nor had I rented it out. If I failed to come back this time, it would have to be sold.
Later, I would go to the notary office to have a letter of authorization notarized, entrusting our agency with selling the apartment, with all the proceeds going to An Ning.
Once I finished this will, I would leave it under my pillow. Meng Yifan would certainly be the one to find it, so I wrote most of the letter as instructions addressed to him.
Aside from the apartment, I would also have the paperwork for the car notarized so that it could be transferred to Meng Yifan, since he had bought it for me.
Then there was the money in my bank account. I would write a separate will and have it notarized. If I died, all my money would go to An Ning.
She would still have to get married someday. With money of her own, she would be less likely to be bullied by her in-laws, and if they did bully her, she would have money to spend after leaving.
Once I had finished dealing with my property, I moved on to what I wanted to say to everyone.
I wrote two long pages, then tucked them under my pillow.
After finishing my will, I went to the agency.
The agency had hired some new people recently, and they had arrived at just the right time.
I had become addicted to skipping work and did it at the drop of a hat. If I