"Old Zhao, come here, help me take a look at this ......" A strange woman's coquettish voice sounded, and immediately poured cold water on Zhao Xiaotang's head.

She was so sad and confused that she had forgotten who her father was.

Zhao Xiaotang's eyes were heavy, he put away his crying, and looked at the chair in the corridor with blank eyes.

"You'd better get me here within an hour, or I don't know what I'm going to say in front of An Qimin."

With that, she hung up the phone before the other party wanted to scold her in anger.

As soon as I hung up the phone, the door to the operating room opened.

Zhao Xiaotang stood up abruptly and stumbled forward, looking at the doctors and nurses who walked out with hope.

"Doctor, how is my mother......"

“…… Please mourn, we did our best. The doctor was used to seeing life and death, and at this time, he couldn't bear to see the light in Zhao Xiaotang's eyes gradually dim, "You go in and take a look." ”

Zhao Xiaotang's brain buzzed, and he walked in unconsciously, Hu Rong'er was lying quietly on the operating table, her mother's gorgeous appearance in her memory had long since disappeared, and her face was gray, only lifeless.

Zhao Xiaotang almost fainted from crying in the operating room, but after crying, he still bent himself up to go through the formalities, numbly took the death notice, and sent the body to the funeral home for cremation.

Zhao Jiajun didn't come late until the evening, dressed in casual clothes, looking energetic.

Zhao Xiaotang sat in the corridor of the hospital with the urn in his arms, watching Zhao Jiajun walk slowly, he glanced at the urn in her hand, there was no fluctuation on his face, as if he didn't care.

"Did you notify the settlers? Why isn't Qi Min here with you? ”

"Take me home."

"What?" Zhao Jiajun didn't react.

"I'm going back to my home." His hand gently rubbed the urn of mahogany, and Zhao Xiaotang's voice was deep.

Zhao Jiajun's face suddenly darkened.

"You want to take this ash back to the Zhao family?"

"The Zhao family? When will there be a Zhao family? It was my mother's house, which my mother left me. Zhao Xiaotang sneered, Zhao Jiajun was just a phoenix man who climbed the Hu family, greedy for Hu Rong'er's property and the company he had worked so hard to build, and now he actually called himself the Zhao family.

Zhao Jiajun was furious, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Xiaotang, he couldn't listen to such words the most, let alone from the mouth of Zhao Xiaotang, who had always been obedient.

"I think you're going to do the opposite, who gave you the guts to say these things."

Her ears were buzzing, Zhao Xiaotang couldn't hold back the dizziness in her head, she bit her lip to sober herself up, and stared at Zhao Jiajun deadly.

"This slap can be regarded as repaying your fertility grace, and in the future, I will not treat you as a father."

Zhao Jiajun didn't take Zhao Xiaotang's words to heart, but her eyes made him cold, Hu Rong'er ...... This look was the same as Hu Rong'er's, and his back was a little cold. For a moment he did not dare to speak.

The mobile phone rang one after another, it was lawyer Zou Chen, and Zhao Xiaotang did not answer.

She was tired, and she just wanted to spend a few days with her mother.

When it's all over, she'll settle the accounts one by one.

On the day of the funeral, the weather was gray, Zhao Xiaotang chose a good cemetery for her mother, and many people came to the funeral, and even the Hu family sent people over, but only a few An family members were not seen, and even An Qimin, who was supposed to be by her side, was absent.

There was moisture in the air, Zhao Xiaotang was dressed in filial piety clothes, no powder, her back was straight, and there were traces of exhaustion at the moment, but she still couldn't change her beauty, solemn beauty.

She looked at Zhao Jiajun not far away chatting warmly with the guests, dressed in a suit, and pinned a white flower to his chest casually.

And in the crowd not far from him, a woman in a beige slim suit, painted with red lips, did not even bring flowers on her chest, and had a frivolous smile on her face with heavy makeup.

"Please mourn." The person who came was the housekeeper of the Hu family, his hair was gray, Hu Rong'er was grown up by him, and at this time there was grief between his eyebrows. "Master Hu...... Hearing the news, he fell ill and ordered the Hu family not to attend the funeral. ”

"I understand." Hu Rong'er did too much back then, and in order to be with Zhao Jiajun, she decided to break off relations with the Hu family, which broke the old man's heart, and she ended up in this situation, which was also caused by herself.

Zhao Xiaotang looked at all this calmly, she raised her eyes and looked at the sky, the rain had not fallen for a long time.

At the moment before the burial, Zhao Xiaotang suddenly opened his mouth to stop him.

"Wait a minute."

In the eyes of people, Zhao Xiaotang didn't know where to take out a baseball bat, she was wearing a filial piety dress and holding a baseball bat, which was weird and funny.

Zhao Xiaotang didn't care, glanced at the tombstone numbly, and slowly walked through the crowd, no one knew where she came from.

Her slow pace stopped in front of Zhao Jiajun.

"Dad." Zhao Xiaotang shouted softly, it was a rare well-behaved.

Zhao Jiajun subconsciously agreed, and as soon as the words fell, he saw a baseball bat slammed heavily on his leg.

Zhao Jiajun fell to the ground with his legs covered with a "whoosh", and the guests at the funeral were stunned, and there was a dead silence, leaving only Zhao Jiajun screaming one after another.

"Are you all dead? Tie her up for me! ”

"Who dares to touch me!" Zhao Xiaotang held the baseball against Zhao Jiajun's chin and squatted down, his voice soft but ruthless. "I'm the daughter-in-law of the An family, if you dare to touch me today, you hurt the face of the An family, I don't know what An Qimin will do."

"This stick was beaten for my mother, and she brought the woman home before she got divorced, if you hadn't made her angry, she wouldn't have gone out in the middle of the night and had a car accident, and ended up like this."

With that, Zhao Xiaotang stood up, raised his baseball bat and smashed it heavily on Zhao Jiajun's other leg.

"This stick was beaten for me, and you ruined my life for the sake of money." forced her to marry with the An family, as long as she could seek benefits, the Zhao family didn't care what kind of life she was living in the An family.

This murderous act made everyone not know how to react for a while, Zhao Jiajun was beaten and lost his voice, rolling on the ground in pain, and no one dared to step forward to help him.

Who knew that Zhao Xiaotang was not finished yet, she gasped, looked around with gloomy eyes, and dragged a baseball bat to the crowd, and everyone avoided it.

Zhao Xiaotang walked up to the woman she had just observed for a long time, and pulled her hair, if she guessed correctly, this was Zhao Jiajun's concubine.

"You are so bold to bring your mistress at my mother's funeral, what kind of heart do you have?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Seeing this, Zhao Jiajun refused to admit it, while giving the woman a look, Zhao Xiaotang's actions today would only give her a bad reputation, and he could also take the opportunity to let the An family make amends, but if he was left behind, the situation would be different.