He Jingyao nodded: "You're right."
"By the way, if, in the end, I can't make it past this hurdle, I want to leave the company for Yuanchen to manage. The shares will be divided into three parts—one for Yuanchen, one for Zhixi, and one for Zhixi's and your three children." Gu Bingjun's tone was slightly sad. "Don't let Zhixi know about this for now, so I'll need you to take extra care."
He Jingyao hesitated: "There's actually no need for you to..."
"I know you don't care about it, but this is my gesture for the children." Gu Bingjun smiled, "Even if I'm unfortunate and pass away, with this chance, the children will always remember me."
He Jingyao rubbed his brow slightly helplessly: "You won't die. I had a friend look over your medical records, and he said there's a high chance of recovery for your condition."
