Huan Qingyan hadn't spoken yet, the chief executive's fat body suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding from his orifices, he died!
The silver-faced guard took a step forward and identified the cause of his death, "There was poison in his mouth, he committed suicide by swallowing it."
Huan Qingyan's expression turned cold, he would rather commit suicide than confess the person behind the scenes
What kind of person, what kind of benefits promised him, made him work so hard
Huan Qingyan felt that there was an invisible net intertwining behind it...
However, her phantasmagoria is not to scare her, she wants to see what ghosts and snakes are playing tricks in the dark!
It must be inseparable from these relatives.
At this time, several clan relatives all started to speak one after another. They didn't speak just now, but now they all accused the manager Zhang Chang of getting rich.
"I didn't expect this fat man to be so bold!"
"This old boy is actually such a vicious and money-greedy person. I have long thought that he is not pleasing to the eye. He is a wicked person."
"That's right, stealing is fine, but even trying to steal the corpse of Brother Beiming, is he bullying our Huan family without anyone? We have hundreds of relatives in the Huan family, how can we just put them on display! "
"For he has some conscience, he knows that he will use his death to apologize to Brother Beiming... Such a person deserves his death."
Huan Qingyan glanced around coldly, his gaze was like an arrow, and these clan relatives involuntarily shut their mouths.
They were all surprised in their hearts, this Huan Qingyan was only a fifteen year old girl, why did she have such sharp eyes, as if she could directly hit people's hearts and see through their thoughts, embarrassing them.
"Master Guard, can you help me find out the cause of my father's death..." Huan Qingyan asked.
Fortunately, among the misfortunes, Dad's body has been found.
The silver-faced guards walked over and inspected Huan Beiming's body, "It should be the accumulation of old wounds, leading to death."
Huan Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, it's not as if Dad was framed by someone.
It's just that this revenge for stealing the corpse must be avenged!
Several relatives put on a good-hearted look, and one of them said, "Okay, Qingyan, why did you become so narrow-minded all of a sudden? How powerful was Brother Beiming before he was alive? How could he be framed? Are you suffering from persecution paranoia?"
"In my opinion, it's better to quickly carry my brother Beiming's body back to the mourning hall so that it can be buried..."
Huan Qingyan didn't reply to their words, she had heard all kinds of bad things in her previous life, and she just thought they farted!
Carried back to the coffin
Let them steal it again
"Come here! Bring dry firewood!"
The silver-faced guard stood there, calm and unfathomable, with unfathomable eyes that made people dare not take a second look.
Everyone ignored it, but the servants were still looking at each other in blank dismay. At this time, it should be a serious matter to return the master's body to the coffin. Why bring dry firewood
I heard a pretty voice from the crowd yelling, "Slaves, you don't listen to Missy's order? Do you want to wait until tomorrow to be sold out?"
All the servants hurried to the firewood room, and quickly piled up a large pile of firewood.
Huan Qingyan kowtowed three times to Father's body, "Father, you were an open-minded person before you were alive, so you probably wouldn't mind Xiaoyan's actions like this. People's hearts are unpredictable. Forgive Xiaoyan for not being strong enough and not protecting enough. Daddy, but don't worry, Daddy, Xiaoyan will grow up soon, and will definitely protect Aniang and Xinghan, Daddy, forgive Xiaoyan for being unfilial!"