195. The confrontation at the funeral
The fire cannot be covered by paper...
When Vina and Yan Weiwei came back in the evening, they both knew about their father's death. Vina was a little better, but Yan Weiwei cried and fainted several times.
Yan Xiaobei secretly treated Yan Weiwei and used his divine thoughts to soothe Yan Weiwei's chaotic mood, otherwise he might have cried to death here.
After he retreated from Yan Weiwei's room and returned to the living room, he saw Vina and Wen Li hugging each other, crying and comforting each other. For them, Yan Sheng, the head of the family, was the backbone.
Now that the backbone is broken, can they not cry?
It is natural for them to be heartbroken.
As the only man in the family, Yan Xiaobei was about to stand up at this time. He quietly comforted the two sad women with his divine thoughts and said calmly: "From now on, I am responsible for your life, and I will protect you."
"Thank you, Yan."
"Brother, you are great now." Vina, who wiped her tears, gave Yan Xiaobei a thumbs up.
"First of all, we are going to hold my father's funeral. My father's relatives and friends will be notified at present. I will prepare for the funeral matters." Yan Xiaobei is a practical person and said the same thing.
He is very arrogant, and everyone in his family knows it.
After discussing with his family, Yan Xiaobei notified the funeral club. The people from the funeral club would come to their homes at 9 o'clock the next morning to discuss this matter.
So, Yan Xiaobei comforted the two physically and mentally tired women and sent them back to the room.
No words all night.
The next morning, Yan Xiaobei called and asked for leave from the college, and also asked for leave for his sister Yan Weiwei. Everyone who was waiting for the funeral club to arrive at home.
At nine o'clock, the people from the funeral club arrived on time.
It was a woman with a black dress with long golden hair and a veil, looking mysterious. "Are you Mr. Yan Nantian?" Her voice was a little hoarse and sounded very tempting.
"Come in and sit down." Yan Xiaobei welcomed her into the door and gave her a coffee to the other party.
The two of them talked about for about half an hour. Yan Xiaobei handed over all the funeral matters to the funeral club for handling, and the cemetery was also chosen in the New York Cemetery, a very good place.
As for the price, Yan Xiaobei will hand over a lot of money to the funeral club after the funeral.
The funeral time is set for three days later.
After seeing off the woman from the funeral club, Yan Xiaobei started to make breakfast. It was around ten o'clock. Wen Li and Vina, who were exhausted yesterday, woke up one after another. After having the late breakfast, they began to notify Yan Sheng's relatives and friends about the time of the funeral.
Most people were incredible to hear this news.
Especially Yan Xiaobei's aunt and Yan Sheng's sister, after hearing the news, she immediately fainted.
My uncle answered the phone and said that his family would attend the funeral in three days. Then he comforted Yan Xiaobei and said he wanted to mourn him and hung up the phone.
It took me a whole morning to notify all the people who could notify me.
As for Yan Sheng's father and mother, Yan Xiaobei's current grandparents, they had already passed away three years ago, and Yan Sheng's cemetery was next to them.
After notifying Yan Sheng's family, Wen Li began to notify her family and friends, and spent another time.
Wen Li's mother has also passed away. Her father is now a retired painter living in Washington. After hearing the death of her son-in-law, she sighed and hung up the phone and started working on a plane and rushed to New York.
Wen Li's sister also lives in New York. She knew that her brother-in-law had passed away unexpectedly. She rushed to the house in less than half an hour to comfort her poor sister.
Wen Li's sister is a doctor, a very outstanding gynecologist, and she is more beautiful than Wen Li. When she knew that her sister was overly sad because of her lover's death, she almost took care of her family's affairs by Yan Xiaobei. She immediately looked at Yan Xiaobei with admiration.
She hugged Yan Xiaobei and pressed Yan Xiaobei's head against her plump chest. "The naughty child also understands responsibility. You are a good person. You are the man in the family. From now on, you are the backbone of this family."
She was filled with emotion about Yan Xiaobei's transformation.
That afternoon, Wen Li's father rushed to the house. The retired old painter patted Yan Xiaobei's shoulder and said, "Good, I saw the shadow of your father in you."
Afterwards, he felt very sorry for the death of his son-in-law.
Yan Sheng is in his forties this year. In his prime, he should have been prosperous, but he took his life because of a car accident, which is simply a tragedy in life.
"Damn God." He cursed God a few times, and tears flowed.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the funeral day arrived.
In addition to relatives and friends, those who came to attend the funeral also had colleagues and shareholders of Osborne Group.
Yan Xiaobei and his family attended the funeral in black clothes, and sprinkled the first handful of soil for Yan Sheng's funeral and gave the first flower.
During the funeral, Yan Weiwei cried into tears and almost fainted. Yan Xiaobei had to let Vina look at her and instead of Wen Li, who was also unable to accept this fact, she returned the gift to her friends, relatives and colleagues who came to attend the funeral.
It seemed as if the naughty child grew up overnight, Yan Xiaobei's classmates also attended this funeral, and so did the teacher.
The teacher patted his shoulder and said, "I am very pleased to see your growth. Also, I was very sorry that day. I yelled at you. It was me wrong. Please mourn me."
"This is not the end of the world. I will continue to be strong." Yan Xiaobei said.
The teacher patted his shoulder again and walked away.
Trisia walked over and said, "Don't be sad, my dear, I will always be with you."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
After the funeral, the guests who attended the funeral gradually dispersed. Yan Xiaobei returned to Wen Li and found that he was talking to a middle-aged blond man.
Yan Xiaobei walked over, the man stopped and talked to Wen Li, and said to Yan Xiaobei: "I am your father's colleague, Mark, and, I'm sorry, I'm late."
"Hello, Mr. Mark." Yan Xiaobei said.
"You performed very well today. I once heard Yan Sheng say that he has a son who hurts him, but I think if Yan Sheng saw your current performance, he would be very pleased."
"Thank you for your praise. I heard what you said just now." Yan Xiaobei's ears were very sensitive. "You want to buy my father's shares in Osborne Group, right?"
Mark's face was a little unnatural, and he said with a wry smile: "I know it's despicable to raise this matter at such a time, but I know, you should need the money, right?"
"Can I talk to you, Mr. Mark."
"What?"
"Talk alone." Yan Xiaobei turned his head and looked at Wen Li, "I have something very important to talk to Mark now. Is it OK, Wen Li."
Wen Li hesitated for a while, but nodded when her eyes touched Yan Xiaobei's unfathomable eyes.
"Okay, but not too long, Vivi needs your comfort."
Yan Xiaobei saw Wen Li walking away and was sure that he could not hear the conversation between the two people. He turned his head and looked directly at Mark. Mark actually had a look of not daring to look directly at Yan Xiaobei, and turned his head aside.
This is incredible.
A trace of turmoil appeared in his heart involuntarily, and he took the initiative to say, "What do you want to talk about?"
Yan Xiaobei said bluntly: "I have watched the video of the car accident. I can be sure that it was not a traffic accident, it was a murder. Premeditated murder. You should know who killed him!"
Mark did not expect Yan Xiaobei to be so direct. His words were like a sharp knife piercing his layers of defense. His face changed involuntarily, and he subconsciously denied: "No, I don't know what you are talking about?"
"You know, Mr. Mark." Yan Xiaobei said.
"No, I don't know anything, that's a traffic accident."
"You should know." Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts were shocked and he wanted to hypnotize Mark and let him tell the truth.
His aura instantly suppressed Mark's aura, and Mark's heart thumped. Yan Xiaobei was so sharp that he seemed to be about to cut open his heart, and he couldn't help but say: "I didn't think they would kill him."
As soon as he said that, Mark realized that it was broken.
Yan Xiaobei's eyes skyrocketed, "Who are they?"
Mark was silent immediately.
Yan Xiaobei guessed: "Are they the other shareholders of Osborne?"
At the funeral, Yan Xiaobei discovered that these shareholders looked at Yan Xiaobei very badly, and some people gloat at Yan Sheng's coffin.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a good person, so he was very careful at that time.
"My father is dead, I want to know the answer, Mr. Mark, why did he die, why did he die, who killed him, you must answer me honestly."
Yan Xiaobei was perfect in hypnosis and suggestion. When his spiritual thoughts were slightly shaken, Mark honestly said it.
"Your father rejected the group's plan that has always been very important, which led to the death. I didn't expect that those people would actually kill him. I always thought that they would only scare him and force him to surrender, but I didn't expect that they actually took the blame."
"So, the person who killed my father is the other shareholders?" Yan Xiaobei asked.
Mark shook his head, "I don't know, maybe they did it, maybe not, your father has many enemies, and in addition to shareholders, there are many people."
After a pause, he warned Yan Xiaobei, "You'd better not investigate this matter. They are very dangerous. You can't fight them. If they are caught, you will have a dead end. You are now the only man in the Yan family. If you die, they will completely collapse."
Mark glanced at Wen Li, Vina, and Yan Weiwei in the distance and said in a complicated way.
Yan Xiaobei sneered, "This matter will not be finished." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!