The whole solemn and solemn funeral was controlled by Shi Yiyuan, as if she was the heir of the patriarch.
But now in Qincheng, who doesn't know that Shi Lao's favorite successor was Lin Xian, but at this time Lin Xian just sat quietly in the lower seat with his wife and daughter, with a calm expression, without the slightest sadness, and without being in the limelight The one who was robbed was aggrieved.
In addition, Shi Yiyuan dispatched Shi Lao's old subordinates today, so it is conceivable that they are only one step away. This is a pity for Lin Xian, who would have thought that Shi Lao would disappear suddenly.
People from all walks of life gathered at the funeral, and Shi Yiyuan's high-profile announcement was already clear that from today onwards, she was the head of the Shi family.
Even though Lin Haoran was defeated by Lin Xian and fled back to Xiacheng with his tail between his legs, he still had Shi Yiyuan's preference. In the future, when Yiyuan abdicates, the position of Patriarch is still Lin Haoran's. Lin Xian made a big circle, and seeing the summit, he fell back into the mud.
The guests somewhat felt sorry for Lin Xian, but felt that such a result was a matter of course.
The eldest lady of the Shi family has been favored and valued by Shi Lao since she was a child. She grew up in Shi's family and knows everything under Shi Lao's command. Home as a pocket. The connections and prestige she has built up in the Shi family is no match for Lin Xian.
The cold day passed quickly, and it snowed again at night, the guests dispersed, and only the Shi family's clan and those who had close contacts with the Shi family were left in the mourning hall.
The people from the Qin family and the Wen family did not leave, but Bai Lu, who had a good relationship with Shi Chen, was also there, as if he was quietly waiting for something.
"Father is here to watch over me, everyone should leave." Shi Yiyuan said lightly, and began to chase people away, "Come here, send the distinguished guests back."
"Yuanyuan, what do you mean today?" Shi Yilong, Shi Lao's younger brother, suddenly asked coldly under the table.
"Uncle, from now on, I'm the head of the Shi family. It's better not to call me that in the future." Shi Yiyuan looked over slowly, her eyelids slightly raised, with a hint of arrogant sneer.
"Grandpa left suddenly, without leaving a will. It is not up to you to decide who will be the head of the family!" Shi Yilong's grandson stood up angrily and retorted. There are simply too many people who want to take the helm.
Shi Yiyuan glanced at Qin Yunhu and Mrs. Wen who were still at the table, and took a deep breath without any trace, her whole body was still confident of winning, "Is it possible that you are trying to make trouble in front of the guests?"
"You!" Shi Yilong was anxious.
Nie Jia held Shi Chen's wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock, and he was a little hungry.
Shi Chen turned his head and didn't need him to explain, he lowered his head and smiled in his ear: "Hungry?"
Nie Jia nodded, and said in a low voice, "I'm still a little sleepy." He turned his head and glanced at Lin Xian. Lin Xian was talking to Lulu in a low voice, and smiled when he met Nie Jia's gaze.
"Grandpa has made a will." Lin Xian handed Lulu to his wife Lu Duo beside him. When Shi Yiyuan and Shi Yilong were at war, a small but confident voice reached everyone's ears.
He stood up and slowly buttoned up the black suit, walked in front of people, and stood beside Shi Yeyuan.
"You're lying, Dad's lawyer doesn't have a will at all." Shi Yiyuan looked at him coldly, as if looking at a dead person.
"Grandpa wrote it with his own hand some time ago, but it's just that it hasn't had time to be fair." Lin Xian took out an envelope from his bosom, and read out Shi Lao's will in public.
Everything about the Shi family was left to Lin Xian by Shi Lao, not even Shi Yiyuan and Shi Chen as his own children, let alone other people in the clan.
Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, they didn't expect such a reversal in the end. In the early days, the Shi family started from the underworld and valued morality. Since Shi Lao left a will, Shi Yilong didn't say much.
Shi Yiyuan didn't expect Lin Xian to produce a will in public.
She didn't panic, but just took two fingers to read the will carefully, curled her lips and said with a sneer: "Well, this is indeed Dad's handwriting. I didn't expect him to value you so much and give you everything."
Lin Xian said: "So..."
"So?" Shi Yiyuan raised her eyebrows and looked at him, even in front of the clan and outsiders, she stabbed and tore the will into pieces without any fear, "So now, you don't have a will in your hand."
"Shi Yiyuan! You dare to tear up your eldest brother's will, do you mean that everyone in our clan is dead!" Shi Yilong scolded angrily.
The rest of the clan also condemned, but Shi Yiyuan just snapped her fingers and ordered: "This is my father's mourning hall, no one else can tolerate trouble, throw me out of the gate!"
The other party was Shi Yilong, but after Shi Yiyuan gave orders, some of the subordinates who were guarding the mourning hall, headed by She Yun, really dared to throw it, and they wanted to set up the old man.
Shi Yilong was so angry that he was about to curse, and the rest of the clan were also in a hurry, but Shi Lao's old subordinates all stood behind Shi Yiyuan one after another, rushing towards his face with a murderous aura, and immediately suppressed the clan's anger.
They immediately realized that Shi Yeyuan was trying to seize the throne by force.
Lin Haoran lowered his head and remained silent, without any movement. The guests looked at the absurd scene, but they didn't react at all. Mrs. Wen is a person in the center of the political power. It is unknown why she came to Shilao's funeral today, and she just sat quietly in the corner since morning. Old Master Qin Yunhu had been with Shi Lao for decades, yet at this moment he was sitting quietly as if he hadn't seen him.
Only Bai Lu said indifferently: "Miss, it's not good for you to do this in front of me, right?"
He is the division commander of the Capital Military Region, even though he can't control the internal struggles of the Shi family, he tore up Shi Lao's will in front of him, which can be said to be a violation of law and discipline.
Shi Yiyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, do you want to meddle in your own business?"
Bai Lu watched Shi Yilong being dragged away from his seat by She Yun, nodded silently, and raised his eyebrows a little angrily, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Absurd! It's simply absurd!" Shi Yilong almost got pulled by She Yun.
"Ye Ying." Shi Chen called out indifferently.
Ye Ying immediately took a step forward and clamped She Yun's wrist, and said ruthlessly: "Let go, it seems that your teeth have grown back, and your cheeks don't hurt anymore, right?"
In an instant, the pain and fear of crushing all the teeth in his mouth surged into his heart, and She Yun froze stiffly, causing Ye Ying to slap her aside.
This is the most valued chief bodyguard by Shi Lao's side. It is said that he is a killer. He was trained by Shi Lao's mercenary regiment in Colombia since he was a child.
Shi Yiyuan was furious, glared at Shi Chen angrily and shouted: "Shi Chen! You dare to fight against me until now, are you courting death?"
"You dare to tear up Shi Yiming's suicide note, why don't I dare." Shi Chen's brows were filled with a sharp ruffian, "It's getting late, Jiajia is also hungry, I have to go back to my lover to do it." For dinner, you can play slowly by yourself."
As he spoke, he got up and pulled Nie Jia up to leave.
Lin Haoran, who had been quiet all day, suddenly raised his head, looking at Nie Jia nervously and unwillingly.
"It's easy for you to come in, but it's hard to leave." Shi Yiyuan smiled coldly, she walked slowly to Lin Haoran's side, and whispered in his ear: "Didn't you always miss Nie Jia? In front of you, if you kill Shi Chen, you will get him, do it. Mom is now the head of the Shi family, so even if you kill people in public, I can suppress you." Then he whispered a small caliber The pistol was thrust into his hand.
She spoke in such a soft voice that no one else could hear her, but Lin Xian could guess the general idea.
Seeing Lin Haoran suddenly staring at Nie Jia in bewilderment, he sneered in his heart. How much Yiyuan loved Lin Haoran in the past, but now she only regards him as a tool that can be used. In fact, Yiyuan didn't know the identity of her uncle at all at that time, and his uncle had never done any harm to her. She wanted to kill someone, but she wanted to vent her anger.
Lin Haoran kills people in public, she can save her ass, not to mention that Wen Yuanfeng, mayor of Qin City, is here, and there is also a division commander of the capital military region sitting here.
For this breath, it doesn't matter if you have to pay for your son's life, anyway, Lin Haoran is just a useless piece of trash to her now, using him to get rid of people who make her unhappy is crazy but cost-effective.
Lin Haoran didn't know if he was crazy about Nie Jia, but he really dared to do it.
He raised his gun.
Nie Jia frowned fiercely, and Shili threw the thick black umbrella in his hand to him. Nie Jia twisted the handle of the umbrella, pulled out a straight knife that was shining with cold light, and stepped forward in an instant. With a bang, Lin Haoran's gun barrel was cut off.
Shi Yiyuan was startled, and took a step back.
His movements were too rigid and violent, even if the people around knew that he was coming for Lin Haoran, they couldn't help being shaken by the momentum, and the back of their necks went numb.
"Nie Jia..." Lin Haoran looked at him with red eyes.
"You really don't change your mind." Nie Jia put the knife on his shoulder, and as soon as his breath sank, he was about to slash at his carotid artery.
Shi Chen straightened his cuff buttons, the wedding ring on his hand was shining slightly, "Jiajia."
Nie Jia paused, but stared fiercely at Lin Haoran for a few seconds, then threw the knife to Ye Ying who was standing nearby, turned around and returned to Shi Chen's side.
"Go back." Shi Chen took advantage of the situation and hugged his waist.
Nie Jia lost her temper, and stood still and said ruthlessly, "Don't go, I want to watch a play."
Shi Chen touched his head.
Shili immediately moved a chair over for him, Ye Ying put the knife into the umbrella, and Shili stood beside them, like two vicious door gods.
The scene was a bit embarrassing, everyone in the clan gave Shi Chen a cold sweat, and they had been silent for more than 30 years. What are you doing in conflict with Shi Yiyuan at this time, really don't want to live.
Shi Yiyuan looked gloomy, she looked up and saw someone approaching in the distance, a mighty group of people.
It's Namiya Ichiro. This person's sensitive identity may mean he has no sense of security. He always carries a whole bodyguard team armed to the teeth wherever he goes. At this time, when he entered the mourning hall, Shi Yiyuan greeted the guests with a suppressed anger, "Mr. Namiya Why are you here?"
Namiya Ichiro didn't bother to look at him at all, he walked up to Shi Chen and bowed down to greet him: "Boss, the things you ordered are done, the police will be here soon."
When he yelled out the boss, the whole mourning hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard.
Shi Yiyuan's pupils swelled twice as if she was frightened, and she couldn't react in her head for a moment, and she froze on the spot. Lin Haoran had already guessed that Shi Chen's status was not low, but he didn't expect that it would make Namiya Ichiro, an international arms dealer, bow down and call him boss.
For a while, the members of the clan stopped being noisy, and all looked at Shi Chen incredulously.
Only the Qin family, the Wen family and Bai Lu sat there with normal expressions, and Bai Lu even yawned boredly.
"You move very quickly, Xiaolang." Ye Ying and his brothers patted Naniya Ichiro's shoulder nicely, and Naniya Ichiro laughed twice.
Shili pursed her lips unhappily, hum, she will always steal the limelight in front of Sister Ying.
Ye Ying and Namiya Ichiro talked like this, the familiarity between the words need not be said, and the right ear can hear it.
Shi Yiyuan tightly clenched her five fingers, "After all these years, you can really bear it, Shi Chen, I underestimated you."