Bei Xijue's mouth twitched. He knew that it was her father who died. Even if the relationship between them was not harmonious, he was still his biological father after all.
What's more, the media's focus is now on her. If possible, he doesn't want her to get involved in this power struggle.
Bei Xi stopped talking. He wanted to comfort her, but he knew for sure that the heartless little woman in front of him would not appreciate it at all. As expected, Shangguan Tang lunch was not there for him. He picked up the empty cup on the side and walked to the tea room.
go.
"Some things are not your responsibility, so don't take responsibility. That will only make you more tired. Sometimes, you should think about yourself."
His voice sounded from behind, and Shangguan Tang's footsteps did not stop. How could she not know this truth? However, who would tell her how she could change her identity as the princess of the Shangguan family, and how could she remain indifferent?
Shangguan Yun's funeral was held as scheduled. All political and business celebrities, media and newspapers from all walks of life came to the scene early. There was a lot of noise inside and outside the venue. It didn't look like a solemn and sad funeral, but more like a farce. The people who came
, they are all spectators. Xiao Yue doesn’t know what she did behind the scenes. The lawyer will read out the will on the spot at the last stage of today’s ceremony. If after this
The heir specified in the previous will, that is, Shangguan Tang, did not appear, so the inheritance will be managed by Xiao Yue. It is said that it is managed by Xiao Yue. In fact, everyone knows that since Shangguan Tang is no longer alive, this huge inheritance is not returned to the public.
Xiao Yue takes it all by himself?! The powerful officials of the Shangguan family and the shareholders of its properties will naturally not give up, so today's funeral is destined to be a farce, unless...
There was a drizzle in the sky, and the weather seemed like funeral weather.
Shangguan Tang was wearing a black trench coat and a pair of sunglasses. He stood in the rain like a bystander, watching the noisy people, cars, and cameras coming and going in front of him.
"Hello, please show me your invitation."
She walked towards the venue with her head lowered, but was stopped by the security guard, who asked her to show her invitation. She opened her mouth slightly, and then she remembered the invitation. Yes, Shangguan Yun's funeral, how could it be done by just anyone?
She can get in, but is she a casual person?
The cold smile that appeared on the corner of his lips made the security guard shiver subconsciously. He felt the cold wind rising behind his back. He thought it wouldn't be so evil, so he straightened his body.
"I'm sorry, miss, please show me the invitation."
"I--"
Shangguan Tang wanted to curse. She really wanted to curse. She wanted to tell the security guard that the man lying in the crystal coffin was her father. Why couldn't she go in? But before she could say anything, someone had already grabbed her arm from behind.
, the whole person was dragged to a deserted corner.
"Let me go!"
Her back felt warm, and she was held in someone's arms. The familiar masculine scent made her guess who it was without looking back.
Bei Xijue let her break away from her arms. She was so stubborn, biting her lower lip and staring at her fiercely.