With a split headache, Yan Xiaye opened her eyes, looking at the hall covered with night, and finally accepted the fact that had happened.

"Li Yuntang." She struggled from the man's arms with chills all over, and her hoarse voice was very weak: "I'll stay here to watch, you go back to take care of Xiao Yunduo. Should he go back tonight?"

"Of course there are people taking care of him." Li Yuntang raised his hand and touched her forehead. His fingertips touched the cold sweat, and he couldn't help but frown and said, "Xia Ye, you're having a fever."

"What?"

Yan Xiaye looked up at him in a daze, took some time to understand what he meant, and pursed his lips indifferently: "It's okay, I'll take medicine when this night passes."

This arrangement made Li Yuntang's frown deeper between his eyebrows. Whether in normal times or now, he could not tolerate Yan Xiaye's waste of his body.

What's more, in his opinion, the dead are dead, but the living must continue to live.

Unfortunately, Yan Xiaye was obviously determined and refused to listen to him anymore.

A few hours ago, Yan Xiaye witnessed Mr. Qin's death with his own eyes, and he died so tragically because of her...

At present, being able to maintain rationality without breaking down is far beyond the strength and calmness of girls of the same age, but it is just showing off.

"Li Yuntang, I'm really fine, at least I'll have no problem with this night." Seeing the man's long silence, Yan Xiaye raised his little face and squeezed a light smile at him, "Go back, huh?"

"Since you're worried about that boy, I'll ask the driver to bring him here and stay in the guest room with me."

He gave his answer concisely. Li Yuntang took out his cell phone, called Xiao Yunduo's bodyguard, and whispered a few instructions.

Afterwards, he hung up his phone, looked at Qin Jingyi on the other side of the hall with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Qin Jingyi, you'd better not have messy thoughts. Now you have no Mr. Qin as your backer.

There are countless people who will be unfavorable to you, and I don’t even need to do it myself.”

"Second Master Li, you are so majestic!" Qin Jingyi's heart trembled and said with a stern sneer: "The old man saved Yan Xiaye's life no matter how he said it. All he wanted was that you ran to my house.

Threat me?"

Li Yuntang really doesn't take him seriously, but just because he is not as good as Mr. Qin's face. "As long as you are good at being a good person, who has time to threaten a waste?"

"You said I'm a waste?"

Qin Jing's eyes widened with eyes wide open, subconsciously wanted the bodyguards at home to drive out all the annoying couples, but was interrupted by the butler the moment before he was about to speak.

"Mr. Li Er, please select the guest room yourself, and the bodyguards you bring will be arranged by you."

After saying that, Uncle Xu lowered his hands and eyes respectfully.

Such a request for instructions is equivalent to proving that the Qin family has no malicious intentions and handing over the initiative to Li Yuntang.

"Okay." Li Yuntang pulled Yan Xiaye and stood up, looked at her and said gently: "There is still an hour before the vigil, so I will accompany me to sit there, huh?"

Yan Xiaye had a severe headache, nodded in a daze, and followed Li Yuntang towards the guest room.

Behind them, Li Yuntang's bodyguard hid in the darkness of the corridor, following like a shadow.

Staring at the two of them, he spat, Qin Jing turned his head and blew on the butler, and shouted in discomfort: "Uncle Xu, are you the butler of my Qin family? Or is he the butler of Li Yuntang?"

"Young Master, because I am the butler of the Qin family, I can't watch you act impulsively." Uncle Xu sighed softly, "Don't you understand the current situation?"

Qin Jing laughed in anger: "What does it mean?"

"The reason why those people stand on the side of the lady is at least half because they look at Mr. Li's face."

As a left-hand man who has followed Mr. Qin for many years, Uncle Xu's perspective on the problem is much deeper than Qin Jingyi. "Now, the reason why you can still stay in the Qin family is because the young lady is ruthless and has no interest in the position of the heir.

…”

"Fart!" Qin Jing was furious and kicked the coffee table. The whole hall was filled with tinkling sounds, "She was not interested in the position of the heir? Then what did she say in front of everyone before?"

Uncle Xu was as calm as ever, and said without any haste: "That is the young lady's expedient approach. If she really wanted to get the Qin family, now that the old man passed away, just let Mr. Li put pressure on others,

It is easy to get more than 1/ of votes in favor.”

"No! I admit that there were a few villains who took the opportunity to run to her, but the heirs that everyone recognized were always me. This is what my father always meant. Do they dare to disobey him?"

"Young Master, if the old man is still alive, of course they dare not act erratic." Uncle Xu lowered his eyes and sighed heavily: "It is different from the past. With your ability, it is not enough to suppress their ambitions."

Having said that, even Mr. Qin has never made such great achievements at Qin Jingyi's age, and it is even more impossible to easily create a family group of such a large scale.

In other words, it is normal for Qin Jingyi to be unable to do it, and a monster like Li Erye is a person who has seen him for a hundred years, so of course he cannot be compared with him.

Hearing Uncle Xu's unfulfilled hint, Qin Jing swallowed and paced back and forth on the ground with anger, "What should I do? Just watch him and Yan Xiaye show their power?"

"In my opinion, the final decision on this matter is still in the hands of the young lady."

No longer maintaining a respectful image as in the past, the butler Xu sat on the sofa, picked up the tea and moistened his throat, and continued: "The old man's death cannot be wasted. In a sense,

This is the best opportunity to win the young lady.”

"Uncle Xu, do you really think Yan Xiaye is willing to give up the assets of the Qin family just because his father saved her life?" Qin Jing was disbelief, and his eyes looked like a knife, "How could she be

A woman who values ​​friendship like that?"

"Young Master, you are wrong." Uncle Xu shook his head and said confidently: "The eldest lady values ​​feelings very much. Everyone can see that the old man's death has a great impact on her. If you make a fuss about this matter,

She will definitely not compete with you."

"Very important? That dead girl?"

Qin Jingyi sneered, still unable to believe it, and calmly said, "Uncle Xu, you are talking about her good things now. Are you planning to stand on her side like those despicable bastards?"

Uncle Xu, who was middle-aged, lowered his face, and a little majesty flashed between his eyebrows and eyes, and said firmly: "I don't have any choices for them."

Although this answer is not what Qin Jingyi wants to hear the most, it is barely reasonable.

Once again, Uncle Xu was on his side. Qin Jingyi finally suppressed his anger and asked in a panic: "What should I do next?"

Uncle Xu smiled in a scheming and concise smile: "It's very simple. When you watch the night out later, you must fully demonstrate the father-son relationship between you and the old man. The purpose is to make the eldest lady feel guilty. The more she feels guilty, the more this matter will be.

It's simple."

...

One hour later.

Yan Xiaye's eyes were red and appeared alone in the hall temporarily arranged as a mourning hall. He happened to see Qin Jingyi lying on the coffin crying loudly.

The slender eye feathers trembled. She thought Qin Jingyi had no deep feelings for her father, but she forgot Qin Jingyi's pretentious character, and even the pain would be hidden, so as not to damage his image as the eldest son of the Qin family.

If it were normal, Yan Xiaye would have ignored him and didn't even want to say a word to him.

However, this time, Qin Jingyi's pain arose because of her, and she was standing in her father's mourning hall, which was really hard to ignore.

He walked to the side quietly and knelt down. Yan Xiaye observed Qin Jingyi with the light at the end of his eyes.

The latter also discovered her existence and wiped her face angrily, and stopped watching her and pretended not to see her, so as not to argue in front of her father.

He knelt quietly on both sides of the coffin. After several hesitation, Yan Xiaye spoke lightly: "The rules of Jianghai are to keep a close friend from watching the night. I can do it alone. You go back and sleep."

"I went back to sleep, and people regarded me as an unworthy descendant of the Qin family, but instead looked up to you, the daughter who killed her father?" Of course, Qin Jingyi could not accept her kindness and mocked her sarcastically: "Don't pretend."

If you are really filial, your father is still fine now, so how could he lie coldly in this dark coffin?"

A simple accusation clearly has the power to kill people and heartbroken.

Yan Xiaye closed her eyes. Within the past hour, she heard a phone call from Li Yuntang with her own ears.

Outside, Yan Jiu was responsible for investigating the matter and gave a preliminary conclusion, confirming that the killer's target was her, but she was stopped by her father's life.

The worst thing is that the elusive killer missed a blow and immediately disappeared from the crowded park without any clues left.

When he thought that he might not be able to avenge his father, Yan Xiaye raised his hand in pain and held his forehead. Tears fell to the ground like beads with broken threads.

"Yan Xiaye, it's me who should cry. You finally survived and should have celebrated your Li Yuntang."

Seeing that Uncle Xu's method was indeed effective, Qin Jing continued to work hard and said, "There is no one here now, who else do you want to pretend to be for?"

The made Yan Xiaye unable to bear it.

She suddenly looked up at Qin Jingyi who was squirting at the bloody mouth, and bit her lower lip when she saw his unconcealable haggardness, but she still said nothing.

What's the point?

Those who believe in her will naturally believe it, and those who do not believe in her will have no value no matter how much they say.

Withdrew his gaze again, Yan Xiaye was immersed in his sorrow, and his whole body was covered with a layer of low pressure that was blocked from thousands of miles away. He really didn't want to say even a word to Qin Jing.
Chapter completed!