The old woman brightened up. "That's true. Oh, right, Li Zi, about that plot you mentioned this afternoon..."
Tan You gazed out the window. "He won't be showing his face around me for much longer. Don't you worry."
"That's good, that's good," the old woman nodded repeatedly. "You're out there all by yourself, so you have to be extra careful. I've also been asking around. If you were to have some kind of accident, everything you own would go to your mother..."
Tan You felt a chill. "I understand. Don't worry. I'm very careful with my life."
Grandpa Tang leaned in. "Be careful with everything. Call us anytime if you need anything."
After ending the call with the old couple, Tan You slowly sank into thought. 'Should I go ahead and write up a will? If something really did happen to me, I refuse to let Li Lanzhen benefit from it. If it falls into Li Lanzhen's hands, doesn't that mean it'll end up in Li Wanjun's hands?'
