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Xiang Fu stepped forward to speak.

"Thank you all for taking the time to attend my father's funeral."

Her clothes are thin now, and it can be seen that she is pregnant, and she is so weak that it makes people feel pity for her.

The people below were looking at each other from side to side. Can these two soft daughters be able to maintain the Xiang family's huge family fortune?

"...Since my father became ill, many people have helped. Even though my father is no longer here, I will always remember this friendship. I am really grateful to everyone."

After Xiang Fu finished speaking, he bowed deeply again.

The guests were even more disappointed.

Then everyone mourned together, and after the memorial was over, they dispersed.

Regarding the burial, only people within the Xiangjia Group were left.

Xiang Fu turned her head to talk to Luo Fengjing. Luo Fengjing was still worried, "If you can't hold on, why not leave first? My sister and I are here..."

"What's wrong with Xiang Kui? It doesn't matter. I can still do it. If it's resolved as soon as possible, I can rest assured to raise the baby."

Xiang Fu smiled nonchalantly.

After all, it's almost time.

——As expected, even those who went out to visit the Xiang family were brought back by a group of uninvited guests.

They say they are uninvited guests, but they are actually old acquaintances.

I’m afraid no one present was surprised.

A faint light flashed in Song Yu's cold eyes, but he remained silent.

"Ming Chengdong, what do you mean?"

Xiang Fu looked calmly at the dense crowd of people in black on the three floors inside and outside.

"Hey, Xiang Fu, don't blame your uncle for being unreasonable. It's really Xiang Feng who doesn't know how to be a good person. He has always refused to say who the property will be handed over to. Now that he has passed away, I can only get the answer myself. "

"What answer do you want."

Qin Taoyao protected Xiang Kui behind her and spoke to Xiang Fu, "Uncle Xiang did not leave a will. According to the law, his property should be inherited by his spouse, parents, and children."

Xiang Feng's parents have passed away, so the Xiang family's property will definitely be handed over to the third mother and daughter.

"Why, Ming Chengdong, do you still want to break the law and misappropriate other people's property?"

"Don't say it so harshly. Aren't I here to 'discuss'?"

Ming Chengdong smirked, kicked away a chrysanthemum at his feet, and sat down leisurely, "Xiang Fu, aren't you mother and daughter not interested in the family business? Let's do this, I'll give you a price and take your hands. How about selling all your property to me?"

Ming Chengdong said an astonishing figure, "If you agree, we can sign the contract now."

He came prepared, even the contract was ready.

That number is indeed very tempting.

But in the long run, over several decades, the benefits brought to Xiangjia far exceed this number.

"Look, you're already married anyway, and you're someone else's daughter-in-law. In the end, it's not your mother-in-law who's cheaper. Why don't you sell it to me as a favor, and you can ask me for help if you need anything in the future."

Ming Chengdong's words were hypocritical, Xiang Fu would not be fooled.

"Uncle Ming, I can't say whether you can be trusted or not, but I know a better option. Even if I don't have to pay any price, Brother Yuhan will still help us." Xiang Fu curled her lips disdainfully, "So even if I want to sell the property , why don’t I sell it to Brother Yuhan?”

"Xiang Fu, what you say is meaningless. You only favor outsiders. What else do we have to talk about?"

"Am I partial to outsiders? Is this the reason why you started making trouble before my father's funeral? Do you still expect me to believe you said you would help?"

The two of them were at odds with each other and would not give in.

"If that's the case, we don't have to talk." Ming Chengdong crushed the flowers at his feet and crushed them into pieces. "But I must leave with this signed contract today. I advise you not to toast." If you don’t eat or drink as a fine, think about your child. Do you have to make everyone’s faces look bad?”

After he finished speaking, all the men he had brought with him showed their black muzzles.

"Do you know how many guns there are here? Even one shot per person is enough to shoot you into a sieve."

Xiang Kui was so frightened by this posture that she screamed. Qin Taoyao grabbed her hand tightly and turned to Song Yuhan, who was still silent.

Luo Fengjing stepped forward to block Xiang Fu, "Uncle Ming, considering the relationship between the two families over the years, do you have to do something absolutely right?"

"It was his unkindness and injustice to Xiang Fengxian that chilled my heart over and over again."

Ming Chengdong spoke plausibly, "Stop blabbering in here. Xiang Feng is dead and no one cares anymore. If you know what's going on, just do what I say."

"——Look, even your trusted brother Yu Han didn't say a word, what else do you have to struggle with?"

Xiang Fu gritted her teeth gently.

"Or, if you prove to me that you have the courage and shoot Song Yuhan, maybe I will change my mind."

Ming Chengdong thought that it was easy to control several women's families.

Not to mention disturbing others to shoot, I'm afraid Xiang Fu wouldn't even pull out the safety pin.

He was clearly trying to embarrass her.

However, to everyone's surprise, Xiang Fuzhen took the gun handed over from the other side and turned the gun decisively towards Song Yuhan.

Xiang Kui blurted out, "Sister, don't be confused!"

"boom--"

Qin Taoyao's expression suddenly changed.

Almost instantly, gunshots filled the hall.

Hot blood rushed out from the punctured wound, staining the gray suit in spots.

Ming Chengdong opened his slightly cloudy eyes, but he still hadn't realized why someone would shoot him.

Everyone was shocked.

A figure, faster than his men, rushed to Ming Chengdong's side and pressed the muzzle of his gun against the dense blood vessels of his jaw.

"Put down your guns, or I will kill him."

Xiang Fu relaxed and was supported by Luo Fengjing to prevent her from falling.

Xiang Kui shouted happily: "Uncle Qu, it's you!"

The person who came was none other than Qu Yan.

"You, aren't you supposed to be abroad and unable to come back...?"

Ming Chengdong's eyes were filled with pain and shock.

"Then I should be dead, so why am I here?"

Qu Yan didn't answer, and another voice intervened.

The door of the hall opened, and a wheelchair was pushed in. Sitting on it was Xiang Feng, who should have been cremated.

"Uncle Xiang."

Only then did Song Yuhan call him.

"You should be able to hear it clearly outside."

"Clear, how come it's not clear? It's really wonderful to see through people's hearts even before they die."

Xiang Feng's tone was full of anger.

——No wonder Song Yuhan remained silent.

If he spoke, it would inevitably anger Ming Chengdong.

When he was angry, there was still room for quibbles, but now nothing Ming Chengdong said would work.

"You, you did it on purpose..."

Ming Chengdong finally realized that this was a trap set for him!