Chapter 787: A Big Funeral (Plus 9)
"Auntie, what are your orders?" Xi Nanxing wanted to ignore Xi Wei, but as soon as his grandfather died, the funeral had to be held, so he could only press it and let the funeral be over......
"I'm not dead yet, when will it be your turn to deal with my father's funeral?"
Xi Wei said lightly, her voice was slow and gentle, but it was obviously a trouble.
“……”
Quan Mo stood beside Xi Nanxing, hearing this, her eyes looked at Xi Wei coldly, what did she think? Even the way to deal with a funeral has to be scrambled?
"Xi Wei." He Meiying walked over, her eyebrows were indifferent, and she said for her son, "Although I don't ask about the world, and I don't compete and compete, but my father's future affairs should be handled by Nanxing, who is the grandson of the Xi family and is also in charge of the group, so he should be in charge." ”
If Xi Nanxing hadn't done it, the newspapers outside wouldn't know what it would be about.
"You can get everything with a surname?" Xi Wei smiled faintly, her voice was still gentle and generous, "My surname is also Xi." ”
“……”
He Meiying stood aside and lost her words.
Xi Wei and He Meiying sat and stood together, but it was obvious that He Meiying could not overpower Xi Wei, who had been imprisoned for two years.
"Auntie, the funeral was organized by me and Quan Mo, you can rest assured."
Xi Nanxing's face was a little embarrassed.
Quan Mo stood there, his eyes looked at Xi Wei indifferently, and he said coldly, "Send Madame back to rest." ”
"You want to imprison me again?" Xi Wei sat in a wheelchair and said, "I want to see what the outside world will write about the outside world if my daughter did not attend the father's funeral." ”
“……”
What does this mean?
What does Xi Wei want to do?
An Ge was puzzled, Quan Mo's face was very heavy, his black eyes stared at Xi Wei coldly, his contours were tight, his thin lips were pursed, and he didn't make a sound.
He looked at Xi Wei's eyes, cold and unfamiliar.
"Auntie, what do you want?" Xi Nanxing also understood that Xi Wei didn't want the funeral lady to pass peacefully, so he asked, "Are you satisfied with the aftermath of declaring that it is you who are the masters?" ”
"I'm too lazy to talk to a junior like you." Xi Wei said.
The scene was at an impasse for a moment.
Ming Lei squeezed in from the crowd and hurriedly ran to Xi Nanxing's side, "Xi Shao, the elders are here, and they all said they wanted to come in, but now they are stopped outside, saying that they received a call from Mrs. Quan." ”
"Auntie, what do you mean by that?" Xi Nanxing said, "Grandpa died, and there is still a lot of chaos here, what are you asking the elders to come over for this time?" ”
Chaos?
That's not how the rules come from.
Xi Wei didn't have a communication tool in her hand, that is, after getting the news of Xi Lao's death, she called to inform her on the way here...... As soon as her father died, she was not sad at the first time, but she was tossing.
"I've been locked up by you for almost two years, shouldn't I let the elders comment?" Xi Wei said coldly.
"You should know that I didn't shut you up."
Xi Nanxing was tired of dealing with Xi Wei.
At first, it was Xi Wei who was imprisoned by Quan Mo, and then it was Xi Chuanduan, after Xi Chuanduan fell ill, Xi Nanxing took charge of the power, and only then did he send people to imprison their husband and wife.
"Now that the power of the Xi family is in your hands, who will believe it if it is not you?" Xi Wei said, sitting gracefully in a wheelchair, "I'm waiting for the elders of the family to give me justice, don't think about imprisoning me anymore." ”
"You-" Xi Nanxing was angry, "Grandpa just passed away, what can't you wait until after the funeral?" ”
“……”
There was a commotion outside.