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Chapter 200 The news of Shen Peilin's death can't be hidden

The old housekeeper said excitedly. He looked so angry that he almost rushed out to fight Fu Beizheng.

At this time, Shen Wanyin stopped him.

"Let Fu Beizheng come in!"

Shen Wan said in a hoarse voice.

What?

The old housekeeper couldn't believe his ears when he heard her words.

With Shen Wanyin's temper, how could she let Fu Beizheng step into the Shen family?

"There are some things that we must discuss with Fu Beizheng. Invite him in and prepare tea!"

"...Miss, I'm really in trouble for you."

When the old housekeeper heard what she said, his eyes felt distressed.

Jiang Ru and Shen Peilin passed away one after another. Whether Shen Wanyin wanted to or not, she had to mature as soon as possible.

The old housekeeper looked at the calm Shen Wanyin and felt a little dazed.

"There is nothing difficult. The Shen family always needs someone to support it. By the way, how much money can the family get?"

she asked again.

money?

The old housekeeper had been counting the losses at home these two days, and then roughly gave Shen Wanyin a number.

Shen Wanyin knew it well and nodded.

Fu Beizheng stood outside Shen's house for a long time. When the door opened again, he did not expect that Shen Wanyin came out to greet him.

However, Fu Beizheng doesn't think this is a good thing.

"Young Marshal Fu, please come inside."

"Wanyin, what are you..."

"I want to talk to Mr. Fu about something, and I hope you can agree."

"When did the two of us talk so clearly?"

Fu Beizheng looked at Shen Wanyin worriedly, but couldn't get any response.

Finally, when the two people sat opposite each other, Fu Beizheng felt that the atmosphere between him and Shen Wanyin seemed to be negotiating.

Shen Wanyin's body is still very weak, and since he hasn't had a good rest for a long time, his face is already ugly.

But she held on, there were some things that she had to explain clearly to Fu Beizheng.

"There is only one thing to ask Marshal Fu to come in. I would like to ask when will my father be allowed to rest in peace? This matter will eventually be known to others, and it cannot be suppressed."

For the sake of the so-called overall situation, Shen Peilin's death cannot be announced.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanyin felt even more sad and angry. Unfortunately, she couldn't fight Fu Beizheng for the time being, so she could only restrain her anger and negotiate with him.

This made Shen Wanyin feel extremely ridiculous, but there was nothing he could do about it.

When Fu Beizheng saw Shen Wanyin personally greeting him, he had already guessed why.

It's easy to say, but he can't agree to this for the time being.

"About father-in-law... give me some time."

After a long silence, Fu Beizheng could only say this.

Shen Peilin has great influence not only in Jiangcheng, but also across the country.

Now that the news of Shen Peilin's death is announced, it is bound to cause a big stir.

Liu Liangyong has not been found in Jinzhou City yet, and he cannot let Jiangcheng fall into crisis again.

What's more, he doesn't know yet whether there is another conspiracy behind Shen Peilin's death.

After Shen Wanyin got the answer, a sneer appeared on her lips and she was not surprised.

"I have sent people to look for the murderers, and there will be news soon. Besides, something happened in Jinzhou City. I can't let Jiang City be in chaos again. The news of my father-in-law's death can only be announced a few days later."

Fu Beizheng sighed, and then said: "I will make up for it, Wan Yin..."

"I can't wait any longer. My father has been innocent all his life and has never done anything wrong. If he was killed for no reason, why can't the news be announced after his death? No one in our Shen family has ever felt sorry for you. Any obligation is to cooperate with you in doing anything."

Shen Wanyin said coldly, looking at Fu Beizheng as if he was an enemy.

This made Fu Beizheng's heart torment, but there was nothing he could do.

"I don't care whether Marshal Fu really cares about the people or whether he only cares about fame, wealth and status. I will definitely handle my father's death in an honest manner."

Since Shen Wanyin said so, there is no need to talk about it.

Before Fu Beizheng could speak again, she had already issued an order to expel the guest.

Nowadays, Shen Wanyin only talks to him in a business-like manner, and other times she even spares him a look.

Fu Beizheng looked at the indifferent Shen Wanyin, and finally had no choice but to leave.



After Fu Beizheng left, when Shen Wanyin returned, the old housekeeper had already taken out the remaining money of the Shen family and some antique calligraphy and paintings.

Shen Wanyin had already transferred a large amount of the Shen family's funds before, and there wasn't much left.

But these are enough for Shen Wanyin.

"In two days, dad's funeral will be well organized. When the time comes, he and mom will be buried together. They will live and die together."

"Oh, miss...it's really hard on you."

Then, the old housekeeper wanted to say something else, but Shen Wanyin's eyes darkened and she fainted immediately.

She had been holding on for too long and her body couldn't bear it anymore.

After getting the news, Yu Zhengting rushed over anxiously.

He had just completed an operation and came directly to Shen's house without even thinking about taking a rest.

Shen Wanyin's high fever came back and forth, but as soon as she regained consciousness, she would endure the discomfort and discuss the matter with the old housekeeper.

Yu Zhengting felt heartbroken when he saw her like this, but he had no ability to stop it.

In the middle of the night, the Shen family's servants were assigned tasks one by one to visit people from all walks of life in Jiangcheng.

The old housekeeper even personally went to the home of the president of the largest newspaper in Jiangcheng and brought many antiques, calligraphy and paintings with him.

The president of this newspaper was a good friend of Shen Peilin. After the old housekeeper explained his intention, he did not accept these gifts in the end.

"You can take these things back, but don't worry, Miss Shen will see what she wants to see tomorrow."

The president of the newspaper company sighed with a sad expression and said again with regret.

"Brother Peilin and I have been friends for many years. Whatever Miss Shen can do next, just ask her and I will help."

The old housekeeper was naturally moved when he heard these words.

After he left, the president of the newspaper quickly summoned the people of the newspaper to hold a meeting overnight.

The rest of the day was busy, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief when the first newspaper was printed.

That day, there was explosive news in Jiangcheng.

Shen Peilin died in the fire?

As soon as the news of his death came out, everyone in Jiangcheng was shocked.

When the newspaper was placed in front of Fu Beizheng, his expression was naturally ugly.

When he talked with Shen Wanyin last night, he knew that this matter would never be that simple.

It was just one night, and Shen Wanyin gave such a counterattack.

Fu Beizheng didn't want to make the matter a big deal and wanted to bury Shen Peilin quietly.

This happened to touch Shen Wanyin's bottom line.

"Young Marshal, the news of Master Shen's death cannot be hidden. Now the news is spreading throughout Jiangcheng, and many people are also discussing about the murderer that day."

When Fu Beizheng's subordinates came in, their expressions were extremely uneasy when they talked about this.

After all, the truth is more serious than what he described.

Shen Peilin's death aroused the anger of many people, and now more and more people are protesting fiercely, wanting the truth.

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