Chapter 54

It will never be so simple to say that the founding of the people's Republic of China.

It involves the property dispute of Yan Family and even Yan Yiqing.

We must not let Lu Qin take the lead in the most important information.

He stepped on the accelerator even harder and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Yan Jianguo's body had been airlifted to Yan's home as soon as possible. After a series of discussions, he decided to bury it as soon as possible. Although the weather was very cold, the body would not rot, but he was afraid that some disgusting people would not let go of the body.

Seeing Yan Yiqing lose weight day by day.

On the day of Yan Jianguo's burial, Yan Yiqing also came. Although she hasn't taken good care of herself recently, she still got up and put on a make-up. Originally, she looked very bad, but after putting on the make-up, her eyes were very big and her facial features were more profound.

All the people in Yan family are wearing black, but she is wearing a white, white floor long skirt, simple and plain without any pattern. A belt around her waist better binds Yingying's waist. She wears a white lace NET hat on her head and a white umbrella in her hand. It's not like attending other people's funeral, but more like attending a wedding.

As soon as Yan Yiqing entered the stadium, she heard a lot of people talking.

"That's Yan Yiqing. When her father died, she was still dressed like this. People who don't know still think she came to the wedding."

"This child is so disgraceful. How can he be like this?"

"You see, her face is still wearing makeup, and she doesn't look sad at all. She's really a cold person."

There are even some media who have been waiting at Yan's door for a long time. I don't know whether it is to wait for Yan Yiqing or just want to report the death of a business tycoon. No matter what it is, Yan Yiqing doesn't like it at all.

"Isn't that Lu Qin's ex-wife? Today, she even appeared at her father's funeral. Our reporter has heard that Miss Yan is very indifferent and has a stone like heart. After seeing her today, we found that there is no trace of sadness on her face. She is as calm as if she didn't come to the funeral. Her dress is too delicate and her makeup is also very delicate. After the death of a generation of business tycoons, Is it good or bad for this business speaker? Whose family did the inheritance go to? "

Immediately, a reporter stopped Yan Yiqing. The microphone in her hand aimed at her mouth unambiguously, and the camera also came up in time. "Miss Yan, what kind of psychology did you come to attend president Yan's funeral today? Do you think there is something wrong with your dress today? "

Yan Yiqing smiles gently. Her bright features become thinner and more three-dimensional. She looks more like a mixed race beauty with a mocking smile on her mouth. She doesn't know who is in the camera and says, "my father liked me to wear a white skirt when he was alive. No matter when he was gone or when he was alive, I was his little princess. As for his death, Before I find out the real murderer, I will never be soft hearted and take it lightly. "

The reporter seems to have caught the sign.

"Miss Yan, do you know something? Why is there another real culprit for president Yan's death? "

"Miss Yan, please let me know."

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan..."

Weng Yulu and her sons and daughters also put on black clothes and white flowers.

At the sight of Yan Yiqing, Weng Yulu's dignified face suddenly doesn't look good, but it's not easy to attack because there are a lot of reporters surrounding her outside, and the unhappiness on her face is fleeting.

But the displeasure was discovered by Yan Yiqing.

This woman's endurance is no more than that, what she is waiting for is to wait for the other side to show her feet.

"Today is the day of your father's burial. At that time, you agreed. What's the matter now? "Turn back?" Weng Yulu said sternly.

"My father liked me to wear a white skirt when he was alive, so maybe he could walk better. And ah... My father gave me a dream the other night... "

Looking at Yan Yiqing's mysterious appearance, Weng Yulu is still abrupt in her heart.

"My father said that he was so cold in the ground alone. He wanted to take the murderer to the ground together. He also told me that the brake of the car he was sitting in at that time was damaged intentionally, but aunt Weng knows who did it? " Yan Yiqing mysteriously approached Weng Yulu's body side and whispered that Weng Yulu was still shaking even if he was calmer.

Who knows Yan Yiqing began to laugh, laughter is more like a snake around the heart, "giggle... Really interesting... Auntie Weng, how interesting your expression is?"

"Yan Yiqing, you have to be in a separate stage when you are in the mood to make fun of yourself?" The voice is Weng Yulu's son Peng Hao, today Peng Hao also put on a black suit, the face is also very haggard.

Yan Yiqing at the beginning also some don't understand, her father died, this Peng Hao an outsider sad what ah?

Now I think it's because I'm so busy fighting with her uncles and aunts to divide up the family property.

I can't sleep well at night.

She thought it was more interesting.

Yan's property must be hers.

In the place that others didn't see, her eyes radiated a cannibal look, which was the only thing left by his father before he died. Anyway, she would try her best to protect it. What's more, it won't fall into the hands of those tiger and wolf generation. Yanjia's shares are still part of her selling money.

What she has to do now is quietly waiting for those people to fight for her hand when she is tired.

Let's fight with crane and clam, and we'll make a profit.

Faced with Peng's haunting questioning, she was not angry, and slowly turned her umbrella into a circle. The deep eye shadow almost covered her smallest movements. She saw her smile, but the most ruthless words in her mouth. "What kind of filial son do you have in the home of my speech?"

On one side is ready to scold Yan Yiqing dressed like this uncle Yan Jian'an, a listen to this, eye son a turn, immediately have a play.

"Peng Hao..." he patted the young man on the shoulder with sincere words, "I'll do something about the Yan family. You've been busy for a long time. When it's time to go back and have a rest, it's really hard for you recently. Jianguo is blessed to have a stepson like you. "

That's what I said.

Some are happy, others are sad.

This does not put clear Peng Hao's identity to pull open.

A stepson surnamed Peng, a brother surnamed Yan, this is not high and low points.

Yan Jian'an is also in the mind to divide the property. The more he thinks about it, the more he wants to separate the Pengs and Weng Yulu. Otherwise, Yan will not have their share.

At this time, Yan Yiqing just stood quietly and looked at people's expressions. It was really wonderful.

Now she just needs to play the role of a weak person, and then she will have a full play.

One end of the umbrella in her hand was on the ground, and the other end of the handle was spinning on her hand.

If she doesn't learn to be cruel, she will have a worse life. After all, Yan Jianguo's only daughter is her. She has to be on guard against whether someone will attack her.