After dealing with Tian Liming and the others, Wang Tianba originally wanted to invite Qin Tian to dinner, but Qin Tian didn't want to deal with people like him, so he refused directly.

Tian Ruiqi and the other four saw that even Wang Tianba was afraid of Qin Tian. Although they didn't know the specific reason, they knew that Qin Tian must be very good.

Therefore, they also want to curry favor with Qin Tian and invite Qin Tian to their home.

However, through this incident, Qin Tian has already understood the character of Tian Ruiqing and others. He does not want to have contact with them anymore, so how can he go to their home again.

Not only that, he also made a special call to Zheng Jingyun later, telling him not to interact with Tian Liming and Tian Ruiqing in the future.

If such an unscrupulous relative doesn’t draw a clear line and stay away, how can he still be there to celebrate the New Year?

…………

The capital.

In the core area of ​​the First Ring Road, on the bank of Daming Lake, there is a large courtyard house.

This is the old residence of the Xue family, a super aristocratic family in Beijing.

In the past two days, the Xue family’s old house has been filled with sadness, with white lanterns hanging inside and outside.

There is no other reason, just because Xue Ziqiang, the head of the Xue family, passed away.

At this moment, in the mourning hall in the courtyard, Han Sanqian was covering the right side of his face, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Han Yao supported him and said anxiously: "Dad, are you okay? Is it okay?"

Immediately, she turned to the other people in the mourning hall. He roared angrily: "My dad just questioned the cause of the death of the Xue family leader. How dare you hurt him like this? Are you still not human?"

At this time, in the mourning hall, except Han Sanqian and Han Yao, There are three men and one woman.

Two of the men are Xue Ziqiang’s eldest son Xue Manjun and second son Xue Mangui, and one woman is Xue Manjun’s wife, Ma Rong.

The remaining man, who looked about fifty or sixty years old, was wearing a black training suit and his face was full of pride.

He is the worshiper of the Xue family, the master monk Lin Wenfu. He was the one who slapped Han Sanqian before.

Faced with Han Yao's anger, Xue Manjun said calmly: "You can eat food randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. You don't understand such a simple truth? What's more, this is my father's mourning hall, Han You are talking nonsense here, shouldn't you be slapped?"

"You..."

Han Yao wanted to say something else, but Han Sanqian stopped her.

Then, Han Sanqian bowed slightly to Xue Manjun and Xue Mangui and said, "Sorry, just nowIt's me who's wrong, I shouldn't talk nonsense! "

Han Yao: "Dad..."

Han Sanqian stopped her with a look.

Seeing Han Sanqian apologize, Xue Mangui He came over, helped him up and said, "Mr. Han, you don't have to be like this. You are our father's best friend. Yaoyao and Xiaoyue are also classmates and friends. I'm really glad that you came all the way from Qing City to see our father off for the last time." Very touched! "

"It's just that the words you said before were a bit excessive, so Master Lin couldn't help but take action. I'm sorry, sorry! "

Han Sanqian shook his head and pulled Han Yao, who was still full of anger and unwillingness, to leave the mourning hall.

"Brother, this old man Han seems to have really seen something. Nothing will happen, right? "

As soon as the two left, Xue Mangui turned around and said to Xue Manjun.

Ma Rong echoed: "Jun, otherwise we..."
< br /> She didn’t finish her sentence and raised her hand to wipe her neck.

When Lin Wenfu saw this, he opened his mouth and said: "Master, as long as you say a word, I can go and kill that Han." Sanqian's life was taken. Although he was also a monk, his cultivation level was too low. Killing him would be as easy as trampling an ant to death! ”

After Xue Ziqiang’s death, as the eldest son, Xue Manjun naturally became the head of the Xue family.

Xue Manjun listened to the words of the three people and walked around in the mourning hall. He walked to the coffin containing Xue Ziqiang and slowly touched the coffin with his hand.

After a moment, he shook his head and said: "No, Han Sanqian is the richest man in Qing City, and he still has some influence. If we If he is killed, he might cause some trouble! "

Ma Rong blurted out: "But tomorrow night is the day of my father's funeral. What should I do if Han Sanqian talks nonsense again? "

"The most important thing is that Sanmei is coming back. If Han Sanqian goes to talk nonsense with Sanmei, Sanmei will definitely get to the bottom of it with her character. Then we will …”

She still hadn’t finished her words, and there was a look of deep jealousy and even fear on her face.

When Lin Wenfu saw this, he was very puzzled. He asked: "Madam, why are you so afraid of the third lady? Even if the third lady is a monk, you can't do this, right? "

Xue Mangui said: "Master Lin, you have only been in our house for a year or two. You don't know that my third sister is not an ordinary monk! "

" "You are not an ordinary monk. Could it be that Miss Third has a very high level of cultivation?" "Lin Wenfu became even more confused.

He had just come to the Xue family to serve as a worshipper, and he had never seen the third lady of the Xue family, but heBut I know that Miss Xue Jiashan is not very old.

At most, he is around thirty years old. At such an age, even if the other party is a monk, his cultivation level cannot be very high.

So he couldn’t understand why Xue Manjun and the others were so scared.

"Hey..."

Xue Manjun sighed heavily and did not explain too much.

And if he didn’t say anything, Xue Mangui and Ma Rong didn’t say anything more.

Later, Xue Manjun said: "Forget it, my father is dead. Even if Han Sanqian sees something, he can't produce substantive evidence..."

"Mangui, send someone to keep an eye on Han Sanqian and his daughter. As soon as their father's funeral is held tomorrow, send them back to Qingshi immediately!"

"As long as they stop talking nonsense, we will Don't touch them!"

"Okay, big brother."

Xue Mangui agreed.

Han Sanqian and Han Yao came out of the mourning hall and went straight back to the room arranged for them.

Not long after the two returned to the room, through the window, they noticed figures walking around outside from time to time.

Han Sanqian was not surprised by this scene. He knew that it was Xue Manjun who arranged for them to monitor them.

Han Yao looked at the people outside and asked: "Dad, do you really suspect that there is something fishy about Uncle Xue's death?"

Han Sanqian replied: "You Xue My uncle is only sixty-six this year, not even seventy years old, and he usually pays attention to exercise and health. He has always been in good health and has never had any diseases. I just contacted him last month. At that time, he was still Okay, he left suddenly, I really don’t believe it!”

“So you suspect that someone harmed Uncle Xue?” Han Yao suddenly thought of something, and her eyes widened: “You suspect that it was someone who harmed Uncle Xue?” Xiaoyue, her eldest brother, her second brother..."

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning was self-evident.

"Yeah."

Han Sanqian did not deny it and nodded.

Han Yao’s eyes opened to their maximum arc, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"No, I have to tell Xiaoyue about this. I will tell her when Xiaoyue brings Sister Xue back!" Han Yao said.

What the two of them never knew was that the room they lived in had already been bugged by Xue Manjun.

For a time, the conversation between the two was clearly transmitted to Xue Manjun's ears.

Xue Manjun, who was still in the mourning hall, listened with his mobile phone, and his eyes instantly shot out with murderous intent:"Seeking death!!!"

Lin Wenfu, who was standing next to him, and Ma Rong, who was burning paper, both turned to look over.

“Jun, what’s wrong?” Ma Rong asked.

Go out of the house and find a place to do it!"

"It's the head of the family!"

Lin Wenfu agreed, and without delaying for a second, turned around and left the mourning hall. .