Wei Yan felt that it was not practical to prevent them from coming in. With the shameless shame of this family, not allowing them to come in, it would be embarrassing to be outside the gate.

There were many guests in the lobby, and Uncle Wei Yan Lingbing sent these guests away as soon as possible.

After calling Leng Yeting, she spoke to Uncle Bing and prepared to take Diandian back upstairs.

Diandian suddenly grabbed her hand: "Mommy, I don't want to go back."

Wei Yan's voice was gentle: "Why don't you reply?"

Diandian frowned: "Mommy, they are bad people. I want to watch these bad people be beaten by dad."

Wei Yan: "..."

Wei Yan touched the head of his baby son, and did not criticize him for being violent, but instead praised him: "Diandian punishes evil and promotes good, Didian is awesome."

A voice came from outside the door, Leng Xinyue's shouting: "Why are you going to leave in such a hurry? You all stay!"

There were still a few guests who had not left immediately and were about to leave, looking up at her.

Leng Xinyue was wearing a black suit, wearing a black gauze hat on her head, and carrying a big-name bag worth hundreds of thousands of yuan in her hand. Her eyes were cold.

In addition to Jiang Xiangming, Leng Tianrui, and Mu Wenwen, there are more than 30 men in black suits who come with them this time.

Or, thugs.

Those guests looked at Leng Xinyue, and they were not allowed to stay for a while, nor were they left.

Wei Yan spoke out to help them: "Director Lin, Manager Hu, you guys go back first."

"Whatever you want, they are all from my Leng family, not outsiders," Leng Xinyue said to them, "Stay here and be a witness!"

Director Lin and Manager Hu were still preparing to leave with their wife and children, but were stopped by the people behind Leng Xinyue.

"President Leng," Director Lin looked at her with a dry look, "We just came to see the chairman. Now that there is something to do at home, we have to go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yan suddenly shouted: "Uncle Bing, start a live broadcast, live broadcast on the entire network! Let me see if Leng Xinyue, a crazy woman, dares to make trouble in front of the whole country!"

Leng Xinyue was shocked and stared at Wei Yan with wide eyes, but she didn't expect that she had this trick.

Uncle Bing responded: "Yes!"

"Wei Yan, you dare! You don't want Leng's stock market!"

"Don't you want the audience and witnesses?" Wei Yan raised his eyebrows, "I'm as you wish."

Leng Yeting's voice sounded from the south door of the hall: "Is that so, how much do they want?"

Everyone looked at it, but they saw that Leng Yeting was not from alone, and that he was with him, and the same man in black behind Leng Xinyue, and the number seemed to be even greater.

Leng Xinyue's eyes immediately looked at her son, and the look seemed to be saying, asking him to shake someone with his phone.

Leng Yeting walked over with a slender and straight figure, his eyes cold, and then his black eyes swept away Jiang Xiangming, who was standing behind Leng Xinyue.

Jiang Xiangming had always hated him, but after he looked at him so fiercely, the severe pain on his ribs broke out faintly, and Jiang Xiangming subconsciously took a step back.

Leng Yeting looked at him and said, "If you don't have a long memory, why dare you come?"

Jiang Xiangming didn't want to come either, but he couldn't resist Leng Xinyue and insisted on perseverance.

In fact, Leng Xinyue didn't want to come and get into trouble, but Mr. Leng's funeral was a big deal. If she really didn't come, she would become a quarrel to be criticized in the future.

Moreover, once Mr. Leng died, the property rights of the Leng family had to be legally washed and re-divided. She finally held the entire Leng family in her hand, but she did not expect that her efforts would be wasted for several months and she failed.

So she must come this trip today.

"Aren't you going to start a live broadcast?" Leng Xinyue looked at Wei Yan, "Okay, I'll take a look. In the public eye, your husband Leng Yeting dares to continue using violence!"

Her eyes turned to Leng Yeting in disgust.

Wei Yan smiled and said sweetly: "Didn't you see the head competition on the field? Now the advantage is us. Why should I feel uncomfortable with myself? Uncle Bing."

Uncle Bing said, "Mrs. Young Madam, I'm here."

"Block all base station signals at home."

Uncle Bing said: "Yes!"

Leng Tianrui, who was quietly typing, was stunned and looked at Wei Yan.

A woman who is almost 30 years old, standing in a brightly lit mourning hall, holding a full face that seems to be in her early 20s, saying shameless words.

And in just a moment, his mobile phone failed to send a message.
Chapter completed!