I don't know what to do, but the woman refused his kindness.

Wen Muyan, who rarely felt sorry for someone, was very unhappy, but when he saw the thin but stubborn figure stepping in the rain step by step, he sighed helplessly.

He understands the pain of losing a loved one.

The cold raindrops slapped mercilessly on his face, and Yan Qiluo endured his dizziness and walked staggeringly.

She didn't know where she was going, fate played a big joke on her, and pushed her to the edge of a cliff, and she was just one step away from falling into the abyss.

"Mom...... Mom ......" Spit out two desperate words from her throat with difficulty, and Yan Qiluo fell to the ground with a thud, splashing a splash.

Groggy and asleep, she seemed to fall into a never-ending dream.

"Mr. Wen, Miss Yan fainted because of high fever and emotional agitation, there is no major problem, please rest assured."

"That's good."

Who's talking? Yan Qiluo, who was asleep, frowned, she wanted to open her eyes, but her body was heavi, and after a while, she fell asleep completely.

The night passed in such a mess, and when Yan Qiluo opened her eyes again, it was already noon, and the sun came in brightly, stabbing her eyes with pain.

"When I wake up, I eat something quickly, I don't want to see dead people again."

Hearing this familiar cold tone, Yan Qiluo saw Wen Muyan sitting on the edge of his bed, and his memory revived little by little, could it be that this man actually guarded her all night?

"Thank you." Yan Qiluo's throat was hoarse because of a high fever, and she reluctantly ate a little porridge by herself, and she lost her appetite.

In the afternoon, she begged the doctor to hurriedly discharge herself, and Zhao Xinpei's funeral was also for her to handle, so she went to see Yan Jiaze and comforted him for a while, and Yan Qiluo rushed to the funeral home.

Although Zhao Xinpei is only her stepmother, she has a deep affection for this person. Qiluo's biological mother died early, and basically all of her thoughts about her mother were given by Zhao Xinpei. So she did her best to make this funeral grand.

The sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain.

Yan Qiluo was dressed in a black suit, standing in front of her stepmother's portrait without saying a word, accepting the condolences of relatives and friends.

Halfway through the funeral, the second uncle took advantage of the opportunity to give Zhao Xinpei incense, glanced at Yan Qiluo, who was red-eyed, and said, "Qiluo, now that your mother is gone, shouldn't the Yan family's property be handed over?" ”

Raising his eyes and looking at the man opposite who was related to him by blood, Yan Qiluo's eyes were full of disbelief: "I respect you as an elder, call you second uncle, now that my mother's bones are not cold, are you busy dividing my family's property?" ”

"That's not right." The second uncle's face changed, and his eyes were full of greed, "Then how is it your family's property?" The company belongs to the Yan family, and everyone should have a share. ”

"That's it, Kira, you are a girl's family, how do you have the face to take so much property?" The third uncle, who had been listening to the sound, also opened his mouth.

With the two brothers at the beginning, the relatives of the Yan family's wolf ambitions opened their mouths one after another, saying that Yan Qiluo was a girl and did not deserve to occupy the property of the Yan family.

"Qiluo, don't bully the Yan clan and don't let go!"

"That's it, the girl's family, why bother?"

"Have you said enough? My dad is still alive! Yan Qiluo couldn't help but roar, she stared at those who regarded themselves as elders, her eyes were red but she refused to let the tears flow, "Why should my father give you a company founded from scratch?" ”

Qiluo's youngest aunt sneered: "It's not that we don't know about your father's situation. ”

Yan Qiluo's eyes widened, and tears fell from her eyes.

The second uncle took the words and glared at her dissatisfied: "This is not nonsense. Qiluo, you are going to marry sooner or later, and you are not worthy of the Yan family's property. ”

"That's it, Mourning Star, what else do you have to say?"

Relatives, every word you say to me has forced Yan Qiluo into a corner, she has a splitting headache, and her tears are like beads with broken threads, and she can't stop it at all.

Despair, despair in the dark.

"That's right, she does want to marry, but she's going to marry me."

The majestic and indifferent voice deeply shocked everyone present, and everyone turned around in surprise to see the man with a stern face.

He just looked at others coldly, and his aura was enough to make everyone frightened.

The second uncle was the first to react, looked at this uninvited guest who suddenly appeared suspiciously, and asked, "Who are you?" What kind of hero did you run here to pretend to be? ”

Li Fa handed over a business card in a timely manner, and when he saw Wen Muyan's three words, the second uncle's eyes almost fell out.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen? Are you President Wen Muyan? Looking at the man in front of him tremblingly, the second uncle almost bit off his tongue.

As soon as these three words came out, everyone present gasped and looked at Yan Qiluo, not knowing when she leaned on this big Buddha.

Wen Muyan hooked her lips and smiled, and stretched out her hand to Yan Qiluo: "Qiluo, come here." ”

At that moment, when everything about her collapsed, Yan Qiluo saw hope in this man's eyes.

So as if she had been bewitched, she walked to him step by step and gave him her hand.

Looking at the two hands clasped together, the second uncle couldn't help but get nervous.

Standing beside Wen Muyan, she lowered her head and looked at his angular features, feeling relieved for no reason.

"You are all Kira's elders, but now a girl who has just lost her mother is almost desperate, right?" Wen Muyan spoke, in a calm tone, but every word was full of questioning.

No one dared to answer his words.

"For Kira's sake, I won't bother with you this time. There will be another time, and I don't need to say more about the consequences. He spoke lightly and calmly about the terrifying threat, and everyone lowered their heads, not even having the courage to look at him directly.

Feeling the temperature coming from the palm of his hand, Yan Qiluo seemed to see that the haze in his heart was gradually dispelled.

She raised her head again, looked at those villains who bullied the weak and feared the hard, and suddenly had a firm idea in her heart.

Be sure to find out who killed your stepmother! must not let that murderer get away with it like this, her extremely firm eyes slowly swept over everyone present, she wants to make these people pay the price!