Pretending to be bankrupt, I was kicked out of the family chat group

In the crowd, a few spectators didn't mind it.

One of them, with a Buddhist bead in his hand and a ghostly look on his face, joked loudly: "Oh, Master Hong is gone. The Hong family, old and young, are all restless. I'm afraid that Master Hong can't reach the gate of hell, so he should Deported by the Lord of Hell."

Master Yan turned back and glared angrily: "What did you say? Didn't you wipe your mouth clean?!"

Not only was the man not afraid, but he became even more brazen and his calves were shaking: "Master Yan, don't get angry with me. Young Master Hong wants to ask you for an explanation now. You, the old man, have a way of keeping my anger at bay, hey! "

"Big mouth cow! You have no place to speak here!"

"After all, I have been with Mr. Hong. Although I am no longer in the Hong family, I can still be considered a disciple of Mr. Hong. I have been with Mr. Hong since I was eight years old and have been with him for seven years. In terms of qualifications and seniority, I You have more right to speak than you, Master Yan."

The situation seemed to be getting out of control.

Brother Long stood up and asked everyone to sit down: "Okay, today is Brother Hong's funeral. Everything is about the deceased. Don't disturb Brother Hong's purity. If you have any questions, we can talk about it after the funeral. Everyone, sit down!"

Brother Long's words are still intimidating. The big brother in the film and television industry is not just bragging.

After he said this, the arrogant big-mouthed cow sneered and shut up.

Indeed, making a fuss in the mourning hall will make the deceased uneasy.

We have to wait until the funeral is over to talk about the big things. After all, this is an inheritance dispute, and it would be inappropriate to start a fight in front of so many outsiders.

Master Yan wiped the beard on his chin in great displeasure, his face filled with anger.

People from outside gangs, with low seniority, dared to talk to him like this. When Mr. Hong was here, these people were very honest.

However, Hong Tianming refused to give in and still did not sit down.

At this time, Hong Tianzhao, the second eldest brother, saw the look in Ye Yumo's eyes and took the initiative to pull away from the eldest brother.

There is no need to worry about the rest of the funeral. The incense is laid one by one and the time passes quickly.

After the ceremony, Ye Yumo was invited to the back hall. It was Master Yan who called her.

The children of the Hong family did not pose a threat to him. He got word from the gossip that Hong Jinbao had secretly met with Ye Yumo before, and they did not know what they talked about.

"Miss Ye, what happened today made you laugh. I would like to thank you for coming to Master Hong's funeral."

"Thank you? It's not necessary. We don't speak the same language as one family, so I still call Mr. Hong brother."

Mr. Yan's thank you was, firstly, to test Ye Yumo, and secondly, he wanted to completely draw a clear line with Ye Yumo to prevent her from interfering with the Hong family affairs.

How can you hide this from Ye Yumo if you are careful?

The old man nodded and laughed, saying yes again and again: "Miss Ye, I heard that Mr. Hong met you alone a while ago, in a house in the suburbs. I wonder if he had any other explanation?"

The two looked at each other with their eyes, both catching the flaws in each other's expressions.

There is a way. This old guy is not as smart as Master Hong. No wonder he can do such a thing.

The human heart is not as good as a snake swallowing an elephant. After being cared for by his benefactor for many years, he still wants to seek power and property.

Ye Yumo chuckled: "Just catching up on old times, he was in poor health and asked me why I didn't visit him."

"Is it that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Mr. Yan's eyes turned back, and he lay down on the chair, as if talking to himself: "Ms. Ye is a business person and doesn't know much about gang affairs. The water in this pool is deep, and it is completely different from the ones you see. Let's talk about it. You are Mr. Hong's foster sister, and I will respect you. If you have any trouble in the future, just call me."

"I will."

"Tian Ming was a little childish just now. He actually thought that I would seek to seize the Hong family's inheritance. He doesn't understand me very well."

Ye Yumo also complimented politely: "Yes, if Mr. Hong is the Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, your Mr. Yan is Cao Cao."

Cao Cao!The old guy clenched his right fist tightly, then slowly released it, and laughed: "Hahaha! You are promoting Yan. Even if Yan is Cao Cao, then Cao Cao has never been emperor in his life. He is just maintaining the big man and doing his best. The duty of a minister.”

Old weirdo Yan clicked his tongue, leaned close to Ye Yumo's ear, and whispered deeply: "If it weren't for me, the Hong family's business would be divided up by who knows how many people. Those bastards outside are all watching eagerly. Where is the Hong family? Miss Ye, do you think so?"

The seemingly threatening words contained deep meaning.

He was right. The courage of Master Hong's children was not enough to challenge Master Hong.

If you don't have that ability, don't even think about serving dinner.

But what Ye Yumo wants to say is not this, but what their children deserve.

The money was distributed so little that even if Mr. Hong went away, he would die with his eyes open.

"Mr. Yan, can you give more money to Tianzhao and Tianming? Tens of millions per person is too little. This is unfair to the Hong family."

"A lot!"

The old man stood up as he spoke, pacing back and forth in front of Ye Yumo, warning word by word: "They are wary of me and regard me as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. You also saw what happened in the mourning hall. Give more, give Many of them are unconvinced. I promised Master Hong that I would take care of them, and I can ensure that they have enough food and clothing."

In the final analysis, instead of admitting that he was wrong, he was full of truth.

This guy has a lot of power right now, a lot of money, he's a winner, and everything he says is right.

After saying a few words, Ye Yumo no longer wanted to stay here.

"Master Yan, I have an appointment with someone and I have some things to do, so I will stay soon."

"I'll send someone to see you off."

"No, I drove here by myself."

Ye and Mo have always maintained a neutral attitude because Zhou Kai told her that outsiders should not interfere in other people's family affairs.

If you intervene, more people will use this as an excuse to intervene.

She is Hong Jinbao's recognized sister. She is not related by blood.

The situation is very embarrassing.

If she doesn't help the Hong family, she will be sorry for Hong Jinbao's spirit in heaven. If she helps, she will bring trouble on herself.

After returning to the car, Ye Yumo did not feel relaxed at all, and his brows were furrowed.

"Sister, how's the situation? Why did you come out so late?"

"Let's drive."

Suddenly, the car window was flapped, and a long-haired woman stood outside, very anxious.

Ye and Mo shook down the glass.

The woman called eagerly: "Sister-in-law! Can I talk to you?!"

"Sister-in-law...are you Mr. Hong's daughter?"

"Yes! I am Hong Xiyu."

Ye Yumo thought for a moment and said, "Get in the car, this is not the place to talk."

The two went to a cafe in the next street and chose a quiet private room with Xiaoya guarding the door.

As soon as Hong Xiyu entered the door, he knelt down to Ye Yumo and cried helplessly: "Sister-in-law, please help us!"

"Get up!"