Funeral (2)

Deng Wenwen wanted to chase him, but she was stopped by Ah Mo and his people.

"Elder Madam Xi, let's respect the deceased. If there's anything, it can be discussed after the funeral," said Ah Mo, then he nodded to the black-clothed bodyguards beside him who followed Xi Mushan.

As she watched Xi Mushan move further away, Deng Wenwen looked particularly gloomy while Yue Lingsi's face was as white as a sheet. Xi Xinyi still had an inconsolably sorrowful expression, yet her eyes flickered with a dim light.

"Grandmother, Grandfather still called Sister over in the end!" Xi Xinyi suddenly cried with a sense of loss. "We didn't get to see Grandfather in the end... And Father..."

"He must've said something to that witch, Mother. Don't forget that the property rights to West Park and the land in the east of the city still belong to Father," Yue Lingsi spoke softly, pushing the panic in her heart down.