Memories of a Murder [Part 1]

Bai Ye Qing screamed in frustration. "You can't do one thing right! Did you even see the will I sent you? See what it says, you moron," he hissed. 

Jiang Hanyu gasped. "The will?" he stuttered. "Cousin!"

"Shut up and look through it."

Jiang Hanyu braced his heart and read through it. "I am not good with wills but everything will go to your mother and you after Uncle Bai passes away. It's equal share."

As he expected. "Good. Don't run your mouth, understood?" he gritted through his teeth. He hung up the phone and sighed. 

Okay, there seemed to be only one way. This Jiang Hanyu was a chicken and he would never rat on Bai Ye Qing. Since young, he had blindly followed Bai Ye Qing. The only difference was, he was a good student. Top of his class and all that jazz, so he did some good and got into a big company. 

Bai Ye Qing plopped down on the bed and thought about what he would do.