Qi Jin is dead
Yesterday afternoon, I was still chatting with my dad about various things, but at this time, my dad actually died.
Chu Qing couldn't accept it no matter what.
The car drove to the door of the house. Before it could stop, Chu Qing anxiously ran out of the car and ran towards the inside of the villa.
There were many people gathered in the yard. If you look closely, they are all men in suits. Some of them had faces. Chu Qing still remembered, weren't these people all serving their own family
They appear here together, plus the white flowers they wear on their chests. Further proof of the authenticity of this matter.
Chu Qing's running immediately attracted everyone's attention, but Chu Qing ignored anyone and rushed directly into the house.
In the lobby on the first floor of the villa, Qi Jin lay quietly in a sealed luxurious coffin.
Seeing Chu Qing come in, everyone in the room lowered their heads, and no one came forward to speak to him, including the housekeeper and servants.
Chu Qing saw his younger brother, the child born to Qi Jin and his current stepmother, kneeling in front of the coffin with his head bowed.
Chu Qing couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. He was more willing to believe that his father was actually just sleeping there, or a trick he used in the hope that he could become more progressive.
He plucked up the courage and walked slowly towards the coffin. He wanted to take a look at his father. He thought that when he walked in front of his father, maybe his father would suddenly sit up and say to himself with a smile as before, "Haha, have you been cheated? Brat." He preferred to believe that this was just a matter of time. It's just a play.
But before he could reach the coffin, he was stopped by a group of servants.
"What are you going to do? Let me go!" Chu Qing yelled.
No one answered. No one let go either. Instead, he held Chu Qing where he was.
"What do you mean? Rebellion, right?"
There was still silence in the house.
"They are no longer your servants. From now on, they will only take orders from me." A sharp voice broke the silence.
He saw a woman wearing a plain coat walking toward him on the indoor stairs. Her face was pale, her eyes were extremely cold, and the warmth she had in the past was gone.
Behind her was a middle-aged man about the same age as her father, who looked quite majestic. There is also a girl who is about the same age as herself and very beautiful.
"What do you mean?" Chu Qing glared at his stepmother, who was not close to him.
"Hmph! You will know soon. Go back to your room to pack your things. I give you one hour to finish it, and then get out of this house."
"I think you're the one who should get out, right?"
"I'm thinking of our friendship under the same roof, so I kindly asked you to come back and pack your things. Don't be disrespectful."
Hearing this, Chu Qing was furious. Listen to this, this shameless woman wants to take advantage of her father's life achievements.
"What qualifications do you have to ask me to leave this home? I think you should be the one to leave, right? Do you still care about our friendship? I don't remember any friendship between us. Someone, drag this woman away from me go out!"
Chu Qing's words did not have any specific effect, and the servants still held Chu Qing up. But the younger brother of the Gong family suddenly stood up, walked to Chu Qing's side and punched him hard.
"You are not allowed to scold my mother."