As soon as this statement was spoken, even if it was not a shock to all the guests who heard this.

However, if Yan Xiaye really intends to compete for the position of heir, then the best time is indeed the best time now.

After a brief silence, several men who had entered the courtyard came out one after another and politely invited Yan Xiaye to go in and talk, no longer ignoring the truth as before.

In their opinion, it is of course not cost-effective to offend Qin Jingyi for a young lady without real power.

But when this young lady has the potential to become her future heir, that's another matter.

While saying this, Yan Xiaye had already expected such a result, but he did not expect that these people were more active than her.

In addition, there were people who supported Qin Jingyi watching from afar and went in to report non-stop. More people watched coldly, silently guessing which side had a greater chance of winning, and were not in a hurry to show their loyalty.

Holding Li Yuntang's hand surrounded by everyone, Yan Xiaye walked into the yard in a magnificent manner and saw Qin Jingyi rushing out angryly.

"Yan Xiaye, my father's body is not cold, so you will occupy my property?"

Looking at the lobby in the villa calmly, Yan Xiaye said very calmly: "Is it your property? You have to compete fairly before you know."

Legally, she said nothing wrong.

Although there are many cases of favoring boys over girls in China, the law still does not allow such obvious discrimination, not to mention that the Qin family's faction is complex, and Qin Jingyi can't tell the final word.

"That's right, the lady is right!"

There were people who supported Yan Xiaye around who stood up and said politely: "Young Master, you and the eldest lady are both the old lady's children. Now that the old lady has passed away, it is reasonable. You shouldn't stop the eldest lady outside, let alone Master Li Er... This behavior is too naive."

After all, these people not only have expectations for Yan Xiaye's talent, but also are very afraid of Li Yuntang's existence.

Qin Jingyi knew it in his heart, but his face was quite bad: "This dead girl killed my father. Do you always respect my father, but you want me to let his enemy come in?"

"Qin Jingyi, you are not the only one present at that time. I admit that my father died because of me, but that was definitely not my intention."

Speaking about what had just happened again, Yan Xiaye felt ache in his heart, holding Li Yuntang's hand tightened quietly, and received a soothing and re-sharing of the man.

His heartbeat was calm and calm, Yan Xiaye said lightly: "Li Yuntang and I will give you an explanation for this matter."

Qin Jingyi's face became even more gloomy, staring at Yan Xiaye hatred, but he could not think of a reason to scold her.

Those who supported Yan Xiaye took the opportunity to express their affirmation: "Then it's no problem. We all believe in Mr. Li's promise."

With the support of these people, Yan Xiaye closed his eyes, walked side by side with Li Yuntang, and walked step by step towards the hall.

When passing by Qin Jingyi, the man was trying to stop her, but was stopped immediately by his confidants.

It took Yan Xiaye a full ten minutes to get a distance of just over ten meters.

Until she saw clearly the ebony coffin placed in the hall, the sadness in her heart turned into reality and quietly bit her lower lip.

Everyone was observing her every move. On such occasions, she should have shed tears, but now she couldn't even cry.

The moment when my father sacrificed himself to protect her was still vivid in his mind. An indescribable guilt was like an invisible palm, holding her heart tightly.

Standing in place without breathing, Yan Xiaye silently accumulated the courage to walk forward, but could not move for a long time.

Qin Jing, who came in, saw this scene, immediately mocked and sarcastic: "Yan Xiaye, aren't you clear conscience? Why are you afraid of seeing your father for the last time?"

The words of summer nights seemed to be unheard of, and the people around them were also silent.

Anyone can see that the reason why Yan Xiaye stopped moving forward was definitely not what Qin Jingyi said, but because it was too sad and it was difficult to easily accept such reality and results.

After a long time, Yan Xiaye seemed to have gathered up the courage and took another step towards the coffin quietly.

During the whole process, Li Yuntang was always by her side, and her tall and elegant figure seemed to be the most powerful backer in the world.

Standing quietly in front of the coffin, Yan Xiaye lowered her eyes and looked at the old man who was sleeping in the coffin with his eyes closed, and his knees softened and he knelt down.

If my father had not chosen to save her, the one who was lying inside would probably have been replaced by herself.

From her kneeling, the atmosphere in the villa became sad in an instant. Most of the guests were old acquaintances of Mr. Qin, and I couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Li Yuntang bowed deeply to the old man in the coffin, and expressed his gratitude with a solemn expression.

Looking at Yan Xiaye lying on the ground trembling slightly, he suppressed the urge to step forward and help her up, silently letting her be sad.

From the beginning to the end, from the perspective of an outsider, it is hard to say how affectionate Mr. Qin has towards Yan Xiaye.

But the final result is like this, and those unbearable pasts don't need to be mentioned again, just pretend that nothing has happened.

For a moment, everyone was infected by Yan Xiaye's actions and burst into tears.

Only Qin Jingyi still stared at Yan Xiaye viciously until his confidant repeatedly reminded him and wiped his tears with a calm face, which was also an explanation for everyone.

After a while, the staff responsible for arranging the funeral came in to report the preparations and asked in a low voice: "Have the old man ever had a last word about the funeral? Do you hope to suspend the coffin for three days in accordance with the rules of the old era?"

The butler Xu handled the relevant matters on his behalf. He was embarrassed to see Qin Jingyi, and then looked at Yan Xiaye.

Judging from the current situation, he did ask for advice from the master, but he didn't know which one should ask for advice.

Fortunately, Yan Xiaye and Qin Jingyi reached a unified unity in this matter and spoke at the same time: "Stop the coffin for three days."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to the staff, who stepped back with great tactfulness.

Soon, the sun sets and it is dinner time.

Some old guests left early, and the rest gathered in the hall, observing Qin Jingyi and Yan Xiaye's actions with different thoughts, and eating sandwiches sent by the maid.

Xia Ye knelt for several hours until Li Yuntang couldn't tolerate it and picked her up from the ground.

This action once again caused Qin Jingyi's sarcasm, but no one cared about it.

Holding her on the sofa by the window, Li Yuntang asked the maid to get a sandwich and ask for another glass of ice water.

Holding the cup and gently pressing it on Yan Xiaye's face, he gently called her name: "Xia Ye, eat something, huh?"

The slight coolness made Yan Xiaye's chaotic mind clearer.

She hesitated and turned her eyes, looked at the man with a gentle smile, and her eyes turned red again in an instant.

"Be good, don't cry or cry, it's all over."

Li Yuntang held her into his arms at a loss. Only when he treated Yan Xiaye, did Li Yuntang have constant patience. "You know Mr. Qin has not had much time. If I were him, I would be very happy to have such an opportunity to truly fulfill his father's responsibilities."

Yan Xiaye shook his head gently, his voice hoarse and speechless.

Fortunately, Li Yuntang didn't need her to say anything, but just coaxed her patiently until she fell asleep exhausted.

The deep eyes swept across the nearby guests, and the people around him consciously lowered the volume of their speech.

Only a few ignorant people came over and smiled flatteringly: "Mr. Li Er, you have your help here. We will definitely be sure to do the heirs. We will support the lady."

He glanced at the uninvited guests indifferently, and Li Yuntang sent them away in a concise manner: "I understand what you mean, but now is not the time to talk about this."

"Yes, yes, you're right, we're too hasty."

Several people turned around and left with a smile, and soon changed to several others, which made Li Yuntang very disturbed.

However, this was Mr. Qin's funeral after all. He suppressed his displeasure and said coldly: "If you are really so anxious, you might as well go out and start your own business. What?"

"No, no, no, of course we don't mean that, we just care about the lady's body."

Several people were turned away and left with awkward look on their faces. Finally, the others were still scared and stopped coming to disturb them.

As the night became darker, guests left in a constant stream, and in the end only the Qin family's servants and a dozen relatives were left.

"Everyone, it's time for the vigil."

The butler Uncle Xu looked at the clocks hanging in the hall and spoke very sorry: "According to the rules of Jianghai, the people who watch the night can only be the old gentleman's closest relatives. Please go back first and come again tomorrow."

The rest of the people sighed and nodded, leaving one by one.

In this way, except Yan Xiaye and Qin Jingyi, only Li Yuntang was left in the hall.

The housekeeper looked at the evil god with a silence and said politely: "Second Master, if you are not at ease with the young lady, you can rest in the guest room. I wonder what you think?"

Li Yuntang looked up at him and said with a smile: "The rules are determined by people, and changing them does not mean disrespect to the deceased."

With such a lesson in history, how could he feel at ease to let Yan Xiaye and Qin Jing be alone in the room?

"Even if you say that..." The housekeeper had no choice but to turn his eyes to Qin Jingyi for help, "Young Master, what do you think?"

"Then you have to ask?"

Qin Jing snorted coldly and continued with a deep slight vigor: "Of course not. If Yan Xiaye doesn't have this heart, just get out of the Qin family. My father doesn't need her false intentions."
Chapter completed!