บท 972: You Don’t Deserve Their Love

"How is this possible? This is impossible!" Huo Qihan's entire body shook, then, as if he had thought of something, he climbed onto the table with all his strength and roared against the glass, "This is impossible, how could he do this? It's you! You deliberately faked all of this, didn't you? This isn't real, it can't be real!"

Huo Chenhuan looked at Huo Qihan's face, which was right in front of him, a trace of joy and pity flashed across his eyes. "This is a copy of the revised will from back then. Everything in black and white is here, except for Dad's signature. I asked lawyer Zhang about it. It happened to be my birthday at that time, and my parents were busy preparing a birthday present for me, so it was delayed. If nothing goes wrong, after my birthday, Dad would have notarized this will and sealed it as the final draft."

"Impossible, this can't be true..." Huo Qihan kept muttering to himself, as if he could deny what he had seen.