Fall in love with your enemy - Chapter 519 Family (Part )
Fall in love with your enemy
Chapter 519 Family (Part )Continuing from the last time, my uncle finally resolved the dispute by committing suicide, but I still don’t understand what the benefit of doing so is?
If he dies, will the Third House listen to me? Let alone Shu Yi's death due to my mistake, and whether Zening, as the heir, will listen to me, no matter how good our relationship is, it is not as good as that of siblings. I am thankful that she did not quarrel with me at the funeral. Moreover, even if Zening is willing to bring her whole family to live under my command, what he, an adult, cannot do, how can we, the younger generation, do it? Zening is not yet an adult, and her situation is even worse than mine at the beginning.
While I was busy with the funeral arrangements, I was thinking that Gao Xinci originally wanted to take me back to the hospital, but I refused. I thought I must think clearly in this pale state, and I must also protect the few remaining children. The third room collapsed overnight, and there would be many people who wanted to take advantage of the chaos. I would not let them go through what I had experienced. I should just take it as a thank you to my uncle for not pulling me downstairs with him and leaving a way out for my daughter.
It's just strange that when I jumped out to host the event this afternoon, Third Grandma and Young Aunt didn't even bother to show me any anger. They didn't even say a word to me. It's not like they ignored me. They even helped me when I directed people to set up the stage and hang flags. I almost thought they were afraid of me, but Pei Zhen came over to ask about my well-being after wiping his tears in the corner.
"So, don't you think it's my fault?" I asked Uncle Pei, whose eyes were red and swollen, with a wry smile.
He turned around with ninety-nine points of exhaustion, and after he understood what I meant, he patted me gently, but it was really difficult for him to smile: "Silly girl, what does it have to do with you? You should say that he scared you. As for Shu Yi, the real murderer admitted it himself. His means were despicable and vicious. Even if I was there at the time, I might not have been able to prevent it. What's more, you were also calculated by Fu Mingtang... Don't listen to the words your uncle said in anger. Now that he is dead, forgive him."
Maybe I am really relieved. As for forgiveness, I have never hated anyone, so how can I forgive them?
My younger uncle is one of the few people in this family who is nice to me. At least, he has not changed at all from the last life to now. Love and hate are written on his face, while Old Fu and Second Uncle have become unrecognizable to me.
I turned around and knelt facing the big Chinese character "甸" in the mourning hall. After me, the remaining children of my uncle and the descendants of the third branch all knelt on the mats and wiped their tears sincerely or pretendedly. How magnificent it looked like in rows? A person who has been great all his life will have the same ending in the end. The only thing that can be compared is how many people wear mourning clothes for him on that day. But in fact, if filial piety is also fake, it is better to be honest like Cheng Cheng.
He stood aside with a bad look on his face. Because of him, many younger generations of the eldest family wanted to kneel but did not dare to. There was no such rule in the family. After all, the surname was Fu, and it did not say that the eldest family could not kneel before the third family. What's more, I was taking the lead here and knelt before Zening and the others. But Cheng Cheng was still dissatisfied.
I allow him to be dissatisfied, as long as he doesn't destroy the mourning hall, let him be.
So even Gao Xinci and Liang Sen, who had just entered the house, were stopped by him. Gao Xinci thought about it and decided that since he was still a son-in-law who had not yet married into the family, it would not be appropriate to pay great respects to an uncle with a different surname. He burned incense and then stepped aside to help clean up. Apart from wanting to kick down Zhiyi, who was kneeling next to me with a "righteous attitude", it did no harm. Liang Sen also burned incense together. He hesitated for a moment, but Pei Zhen finally saw through his thoughts and took the initiative to come forward to help me.
"Shishi, you haven't recovered yet. Go to the hospital. Be obedient. I'll take care of you here. Your uncle is more than ten years older than you. You don't have to keep vigil for him. Zening is older and can take charge of the family."
Zening wiped away tears from the side and said, "Sister, go and have a rest. I will lead my brothers and sisters to carry the Fu family like you did in the past."
"Don't be like me." My heart twisted vaguely, and I covered my chest with my hands to ease it a little. I turned around and couldn't show any encouragement to cry: "Sister can't hold on any longer..."
Zhizhi walked around Pei Zhen to help me. Liang Sen neither stood nor kneeled. After seeing William's look, he went to entertain the guests. There are still many people in Linjiang who are willing to take this opportunity to build closer relationships. They come a day in advance and provide people or things, which can be exchanged for some benefits. There are also old friends who really want to help, and the latter are the ones who need to be entertained the most. Uncle and aunt Zhao have rarely shown up recently, and this kind of scene is seen when they go out. It is inevitable to sigh. Aunt Han of the Han family is a relative of my family. They restrain their frivolousness on weekdays when they encounter such things. Not to mention Meng Qinyuan and Xiang Lingchen, they are peers with us. We have been getting along for all these years without any hesitation. When they come, they consciously treat themselves as the host to entertain guests.
The mourning hall was not completely cleaned up, and the body of my uncle would take some time to be processed. Whether the mourners were kind-hearted or not, we couldn't "scare" them. Apart from Uncle Hou and Nian Nian, who else in the world would be indifferent to "meat paste" or even slightly fresh? So all outsiders were sent to Xieyu Bookstore and the banquet hall to eat and drink to mourn.
But I never thought that this move of mine would completely break the shame of some people. They stopped pretending and stepped forward to ask me with a slightly lowered voice: "Miss Xishi, the third master has passed away unexpectedly. Shouldn't we make a decision on the distribution of property as soon as possible? Miss Zening is still young. You are the eldest sister of the direct lineage. This family depends entirely on you."
I couldn't stand his flattery, so I turned around with hatred and said, "A man just died, and you can't sit still!"
This shout scared many people who were whispering. They looked at me in surprise or contempt. I also understood what they were thinking. After my uncle took me to the bell tower, I had a feud with the third branch. It was a sin whether I died or not. They would definitely think that I was going to occupy the third branch's property. They didn't care whether I oppressed the heirs or not. They only cared about not losing the 10% that they should get. My uncle's property was not much, not little, and it was more than 370 billion accumulated over decades. 10% was more than 30 billion. The third branch had only 150 people, so they should get 200 million if they divided it equally. Who wouldn't be concerned about it?
After I finished speaking, I coughed twice. Fortunately, my aunt was there to pat me twice. There was no light in my eyes at all, as if he didn't care much, or as if he had accepted his fate. Zhizhi took on the role of a "judge" and immediately grabbed the man's collar and was about to attack him, but everyone in the third room stood up and stopped him. They shouted and asked me for an explanation, saying that why a head of the eldest room who was not the head of the family had the right to attack the head of the third room, and that he shouldn't even be in the position of a ninth-level head, and that he was not worthy of the position. They seemed to be talking to Zhizhi, but in fact, they were all scolding me.
No one listened to Zening's reprimand. I could almost see the future of the children. I had to stand up and shout for everyone: "Shut up! Anyone who makes trouble again will be expelled from the Fu family! Yes, I don't have the power to deal with the third branch, but it's not a big deal to randomly throw a few people out. Who among you wants to be the scapegoat?"
The field suddenly fell silent. Chengcheng was afraid that I didn't have enough, so he quickly walked over and pushed Zhizhi away to stand behind me. Zening was also protecting a group of little followers.
I covered my mouth and coughed again. It took a long time for me to recover. I lowered my voice and said, "No one wants to rob your family property. Just take your share honestly and live your life as before. I will distribute your 10% according to your relationship after the funeral. As for the remaining 90% of the property, it will be according to the will written by my uncle. Zening is the heir and will get 70%. Zexin is marrying out and is not among the heirs. Her dowry has been divided out long ago. I will transfer it to her name after the distribution with the third lady. The remaining 20% will be divided equally between Shutong and Zelu. The two children are young, so the third lady will take care of the fixed assets first, and Uncle Pei will take care of the company's affairs. Anyone who has any objections should make it clear now, and don't embarrass me when the guests come tomorrow, or I will not forgive them."
Most people are silent, looking around not wanting to be the first to speak out. Having acquired the wealth, they are satisfied. Their dishonesty is only reflected in their hands and feet. You point at me, I point at you, but in the end, Cheng Cheng speaks for them what they want to say.
"If my sister is really a greedy person, why would I be standing here? The eldest branch's family business is huge, and she was originally the head of the family. Why would she go to so much trouble to rob your third branch of your money?" Cheng Cheng snorted coldly.
The third cousin smiled foolishly and bowed slightly: "That's hard to say, Master Shuyu, you and Miss Xishi are siblings, and our Miss Zening is just a cousin, so naturally she can't compare. Besides, even if Miss Xishi is modest, it doesn't make sense. She didn't intend to give you so much property in the first place. You can't fight for it..."
"You..." Chengcheng was speechless. I hurriedly stopped him from taking it seriously. After thinking for a while, I signaled Zhizhi to call Gao Xinci in. Chengcheng realized something and had a bitter face but could do nothing about it. He was even more angry when he saw Gao Xinci's confused face. He refused to give him a seat. Gao Xinci had to stand on my right side, half a meter away from Zening.
I reached out to hold Gao Xinci's hand and raised it up: "Everyone, this is the best proof that I have no right to inherit the Fu family's property. I am also going to marry out. Miss Ze Xin from your third house has followed the rules. How can a niece like me be concerned about my uncle's property? The head of our eldest house is not the tyrannical and overbearing person in your eyes. It is me who is aware of my status."
The cousin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled happily: "Really? That's a good thing. Miss Xishi has finally gotten her happy ending after so many years of hardship. The marriage should be arranged early. While Miss Jiang Ling and Miss Jiang Yun are still young, it's just your first marriage. You won't be sad to mention Mr. Jiang, your biological father, and it won't affect the father-daughter relationship with your stepfather, right?"
"Can you say a nice word out of your mouth? If you shut up, no one will think you're dumb!" Zhizhi said with gritted teeth.
I also turned my gaze towards Gao Xinci and pretended to be nice. If he didn't know about Lingling and Yunyun's situation, he would be really sad. But it's not a good thing to be unable to hide my pride... I pinched him quietly and responded calmly: "We are in mourning. Uncle, you can say a good word. I just think you are narrow-minded because your uncle yelled at you a few times and you held a grudge. You can take it out on the funeral. I don't have any serious malice."
The cousin shuddered and stepped back quickly: "I, I didn't! I'm really happy for you. Since you have a rich marriage with the Gao family, you really don't care about the small benefits of the third house..."
"Money is nothing but smoke to me. It's not like I have nothing to eat or drink. Even if she doesn't get married, my Chengcheng will have to support his sister. Don't worry about it." I sighed and waved to Meng Hangsheng and Xiang Lingchen who were standing in the corner. "The third heir is still young. I know that in addition to the distribution, you will inevitably be concerned about Ke Xuan's income in the future. Zening has leadership ability, but she has no helpers to help her. What's more, she still has unfinished studies, and most of her energy should be focused on school. I will think of a deputy for her today. Uncle Pei has been exhausted in managing the property for Shutong and Zelu. If he still has energy, it is his own business. I have to recommend at least two more. Hangsheng, Beiyin, go call your brothers."
A cousin's face changed, and she hurriedly stopped the two children who were about to run away, and forced a smile: "Miss, are you talking about Meng Qinyuan and Xiang Lingchen? The two are indeed outstanding, but President Meng and President Xiang are outsiders after all, and..."
"You mean they have been working for Cheng Cheng all along?" I continued, smiling bitterly and taking a few steps forward. "Cousin, let me ask you, you are a widower now, and your children are young, so who is managing the assets under your name? Is it you? Or is it that your sister is managing the property for your nephew, but she is pretending to be after my brother Shu Yun's inheritance? Your sister used to work for my father, so you must be careful."
My cousin's wife kept silent and retreated, more peaceful than my uncle.
I returned to my original position and looked at everyone: "Why don't we all think about it together, in this world, are friendships closer or brothers closer?"
Everyone looked at each other, and finally said, "Of course they are brothers."
I continued: "Is it closer to be a superior-subordinate relationship or an in-law relationship?"
Everyone: "Of course, the relatives are closer..."
I sneered, "Can I force President Meng and President Xiang to empty my sister's property and give it to the eldest son? Even they themselves cannot fight for it. Zening's fiancé Hang Sheng is a son-in-law of the Fu family, and Ze Xin has no inheritance rights at all. President Meng and President Xiang have only earned a little money by their kindness and diligence. Besides, if there is really something wrong, my cousin is still alive."
It was quiet down there. Instead, Zening pulled me, with an unfathomable look of sadness on his face: "Sister, why don't you help me take care of it yourself?"
I patted her head gently and said, "I'm not cut out for business, so I won't bother. If you can't spare any time, your mother is also a graduate of a prestigious university. She has taken care of many things for your father and has achieved great success. But I'm sorry to trouble you, aunt." After I said that, I bowed slightly in the direction of my aunt.
The young aunt was a little surprised, but was soon overwhelmed by the pain. She managed to reply weakly, "It's not that hard to take care of your own daughter. You are the one who is tired. Go and have a rest when things are done. Your uncle is sorry for you. Don't let your body down... Hang Sheng, Bei Yin, go find someone."
"Okay." Bei Yin responded, and was about to leave by pulling Hang Sheng, but was stopped again.
This time it wasn't an annoying relative, but an unexpected one. Although he wasn't the head of the Fu family, he was a hero who had helped the old man build the Fu family. He had retired a long time ago, but he was still supported. He usually didn't leave the South Courtyard. When he came out today, I thought he was here to pay his respects, but who would bring so many stewards to pay their respects? They were all strong and sturdy. If he hadn't always had a good relationship with my uncle, I would have thought he was here to mess things up.
"Grandpa Chu Shan." I bowed, and everyone followed suit, respectfully greeting the visitor.
Chu Shan said nothing, and came back with the two children in his arms. He first went to the coffin to see his uncle in tears before he took a deep breath and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket: "Miss, don't bother. Mingyan is dead now, there is no third house, let alone the division of property. I came here today to give you the notarized will left by your grandfather. The third house is Ke Xuan Group, and your uncle only has the management rights while he is alive. After his death, Ke Xuan Group will be fully inherited by you, and the real estate, car property and liquid funds obtained by Ke Xuan will also be adopted in your name. The third house will be dissolved on the spot, and the Fu family will no longer support relatives outside the third generation. Of course, if you have other ideas about the latter, it's another matter. I've said it, you can deal with it."
As soon as I finished speaking, not only the people present, but also myself was about to explode.