Young Master, be Careful - Chapter 409

Jiang Wanping shook her head slowly and looked at the front of the auditorium solemnly. It’s right in the middle, where Deng Licheng’s body is.

Jiang Wanping didn’t have the courage to see it just now, for fear that she would lose control when she saw her husband’s body. Now she hesitates to see it or let him leave quietly.

For this husband, Jiang Wanping’s heart is contradictory. On the one hand, she hates him. On the other hand, she hates him because she loves him. That’s why she suffers so much after his death.

However, at this time, she had calmed down a lot. After so many days, she also accepted the fact that he was no longer there. It’s just that I was touched by the scene, so I was sad.

“Mom, after we finish our speech, let’s go to see Dad’s body and take him away.” Deng Zixiao seemed to see through her mother’s inner thoughts and whispered to her. She knew that since her mother decided to come back, she had to face all this, so she had to send her father for the last journey.

Jiang Wanping nodded, sniffed, and no longer spoke. She just nestled up with her children, hoping that the huge funeral would end as soon as possible.

Finally, everyone is here. Because it was the funeral of a famous aristocrat in the imperial capital, there were thousands of relatives, friends and partners who had a good relationship with Deng Licheng. Fortunately, this large auditorium can accommodate, but it seems a little crowded.

The emcee spoke in a heavy voice in front of the stage. Many people below were sobbing secretly. The whole hall was solemn and quiet.

Although she has already made preparations, Deng Zixiao’s back is still full of sweat when facing so many people. Her fingers are tightly clasped with her mother’s, her eyes are slightly drooping, but her mind is still about lawyer he’s business.

She knew that she shouldn’t think about that at this time. She should focus on the funeral, but she couldn’t help thinking about it. In particular, today I thought I could inherit the grand unification, but I didn’t expect such a fault.

Does God have any other arrangement, destined to make her unable to inherit the Deng family’s property?

Jiang Wanping seemed to feel something wrong with her daughter. She looked at her suspiciously and asked “what’s the matter” in a low voice.

How could her mother, who knows her best, not know her abnormal mood? However, Jiang Wanping never thought that Deng Zixiao would fake a will in order to fight for the right of inheritance. Once this matter is known, it may be subject to judicial disposal.

Therefore, Deng Zixiao is also absolutely confidential to her mother, it is impossible to reveal anything to her.

“It’s OK. I just think about the time I spent with my father in the past. I feel very sad.” Deng Zixiao lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, with a choking voice, unwilling to let her mother see through her true thoughts.

She knew that if her mother knew that she had forged a will and that she was obsessed with power and profit, she would persuade her to give up, because her mother had always been a man with no desire and no desire. Even her husband, who was robbed by others, chose to leave the drink alone, but did not want to fight for her favor again.

However, this is the biggest difference between Deng Zixiao and his mother. She will fight, even if that person is her own big brother, she will fight to become the successor of the Deng family.

She has worked hard for this goal for so many years and paid too much for it. It is impossible for her to give up easily.

When Jiang Wanping heard Deng Zixiao’s words, her nose was sour again, and her tears also came down. Holding Deng Zixiao’s head, she began to cry silently. Deng Zixiao’s heart surged, and she cried with her mother, letting her tears flow quietly.

Sobs accompanied by sadness and music cast a sad atmosphere on the whole auditorium. Many people are sincerely mourning for this outstanding entrepreneur in business.

Finally, the emcee finished a long mourning speech, and it was the turn of the family to speak.

According to the rules, Jiang Wanping and Li Yueling should take the lead in speaking on the stage, but Li Yueling still let Jiang Wanping speak first for the sake of courtesy.

Jiang Wanping stood on the central stage of the auditorium, looked at the people under the stage, sniffed, tried to stabilize her mood, and opened her mouth.

“Today is my husband’s funeral. Thank you very much for your participation. I hope you will have a good time. No one wants to see such misfortune happen, but the Si people have passed away, and the living people are still better off. I hope that in the future, the Deng family will be able to carry on the legacy of my late husband. Continue to carry forward the family tradition, will also carry forward Deng’s enterprise. Thank you

With that, she saluted all the guests deeply and left the platform quietly.

Then there was Li Yueling, then Deng Hanzhi and Deng Zixiao. When they finished speaking, several relatives spoke. It took about two hours to finish.

After the ceremony, I went to the restaurant under the Deng family for dinner. This banquet also became an opportunity for many people to make friends with each other.

To Deng Zixiao’s surprise, Qiu Mingyao even sent someone to send a wreath. She felt a little annoyed and didn’t know what he meant. But at this time is not good attack, just put his wreath at the end, try not to let others find.This Qiu Mingyao is really annoying. If it wasn’t for her secret being controlled by him, she would not want to play this boring game with this man any more, just like she was being teased by him.

Just thinking about it in my heart, I didn’t expect that Qiu Mingyao called again. Originally, Deng Zixiao didn’t want to answer it, but he was afraid that in case he missed any important news, he still got through the phone.

“Hello, Miss Deng, have you received my wreath?” Qiu Mingyao said with a smile in his voice.

He had to admit that he was more and more interested in Deng Zixiao.

Originally, he approached her in order to achieve his own goal, but later, he found that his goal seemed to be not only to attack Fu Zilan, but also because of Deng Zixiao, a stubborn but attractive woman.

Without her, all these things would not be so interesting and meaningful to him.

He didn’t know what happened to him. It seemed that he was poisoned by her.

Compared with Qiu Mingyao’s indifference, Deng Zixiao is trying to hide his anger.

“What are you going to do? Did I ask you to send a wreath? ” She lowered her voice and said to Qiu Mingyao that she was about to roar out.