Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

Walking past Ye Rou, Ye Junxin bumped her body hard on purpose.

Ye Rouyou acted nonchalantly, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Turning his face slowly, his sly eyes gradually became sharper, as if he could shoot a knife to kill her.

Ye Junxin stood in the center of the mourning hall, with a black and white photo of Granny Yingyue behind her.

The anger from the previous moment turned into sadness again at that moment. She bit her lip hard to suppress her emotions, but she still couldn't control herself.

With tears in her eyes, she raised her eyelids with difficulty, but her face became even uglier.

Scanning everyone in the mourning hall, Ye Junxin unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Thank you for your support to Jinxiu Embroidery Village all the time. Thank you... Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to bid farewell to Ms. Liu Yingyue. I... On behalf of Jinxiu Embroidery Village, I would like to express my gratitude to all relatives, friends and guests."

Ye Junxin delivered a eulogy with deep pain, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Oh!" The solemn mourning hall was originally silent, but after Ye Junxin delivered the eulogy, Ye Rou made a contemptuous voice.

For a moment, many guests looked at the source of the sound in unison.

Ye Rou folded her hands in front of her chest as if nothing had happened, admiring the grief-stricken Ye Junxin with a valiant posture.

Ye Junxin, who was delivering the eulogy at the moment, was a hilarious clown in her eyes.

Ye Junxin clearly heard her sneer, but she still held back under the watchful eyes of everyone.

After saying a eulogy concisely, Ye Junxin bowed three times to relatives, friends and guests.

"Jun Xin, you were Yingyue's most cherished disciple during her lifetime. She treated you like a daughter. You can't let her down. You must take good care of Jinxiu Village."

"Sadly, she will definitely bless you and bless the embroidery village in the sky."

"You will be the new owner from now on, come on."

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As soon as Ye Junxin walked down, Granny Yingyue's former friends came to comfort her one after another.

She couldn't hide her sadness, and tears kept welling in her eyes.

She expressed her gratitude to them with respect and respect. She could no longer think of more words to express, and her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"She shouldn't be the owner of Jinxiu Village!"

Suddenly, a sonorous female voice floated up, very sonorous and powerful.

Hearing this, everyone looked back.

"In Jinxiu Embroidery Villa, Qing Huan has the longest seniority, and she is the one who should be the owner of the villa." Ye Rou said loudly, after waiting for a long time, she finally couldn't help revealing the purpose of coming here.

"What the hell! Who invited her? What nonsense!"

"Isn't this Jun Xin's half-sister? She's here to sabotage."

"Grandma Yingyue's will is here. Is this trying to provoke you?"

……

In an instant, the mourning hall became noisy, and people from Jinxiu Village supported Ye Junxin one after another.

Ye Rou calmly walked up to them, glanced around and said slowly, "You guys are too lacking in questioning spirit. Since ancient times, the owner of a village like this has always been the most qualified. The long-term successor, Yingyue's mother-in-law is sick and stupid, are you also going to be stupid?"

Ye Rou spoke boldly and raised her tone in front of the guests, obviously to embarrass Ye Junxin.

"Fuck! Granny Yingyue has a will, and Jun Xin is her hand-picked heir. When will it be your turn to intervene in the affairs of our embroidery village!"

The people from Xiuzhuang were rude to Ye Rou, and the smell of gunpowder was too strong to dissipate.

"Exactly! When is it your turn, an outsider, to point fingers!"

Everyone didn't want to see Ye Rou, and the mourning hall was full of commotion.

"What are you doing?"

Qing Huan heard the noise of the people inside, she vaguely guessed that Ye Rou must have started to make trouble.

Wanting to find out, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and walked in quickly.

"Qing Huan. You came just in time. Hurry up and drive this woman away! She is clearly here to provoke trouble!"

Seeing Qing Huan coming, the people in the embroidery village filed complaints one after another, asking her to drive Ye Rou away.

Ye Rou turned her head to look at Qing Huan, Qing Huan felt a little guilty in her heart, but she was still calm on the surface.

He smiled at them calmly, and then hurriedly helped Ye Rou, "Don't make a fuss, this Miss Ye is here today to mourn Granny Yingyue, if you have any questions, let's talk about it later."

After a pause, Qing Huan glanced at the guests, and deliberately lowered her voice to remind them, "The guests are still here, so don't be ashamed. If you have any problems, discuss them privately."

"Qing Huan... This woman is a lunatic. This is Granny Yingyue's funeral. What does she mean?"

"That's not true! It's clearly here to find fault, to sow discord!"

……

Everyone chattered and attacked Ye Rou one after another.

Qing Huan frowned, seemingly anxious and at a loss on the surface, but inwardly she was complacent.

It seems that this trick is a little bit effective, and it immediately aroused everyone's anger...

Qing Huan firmly believed in Ye Rou, and comforted the people in the embroidery village with her mouth, but she was thinking about what exciting next episode Ye Rou would have.

"Although I love my sister very much, one size counts for another. I can't bear to see you being deceived by her. Moreover, from an outsider's point of view, I think Qing Huan is more qualified to be the owner of the villa. As for my sister... ...She has a job at Ye's, and it is more important to concentrate on doing her job well at Ye's."

Ye Rou was full of nonsense, and tried to persuade them plausibly.

However, no matter how eloquent she is, the people in Xiuzhuang ignore her and even speak angrily at her.

"Miss Ye, I think it's better to talk about this in private. It's not suitable to talk about it in the mourning hall now, and... I hope you can understand that this is explained in Granny Yingyue's will. In fact, we should respect her. My last wish is to let her go in peace." Qing Huan was not at all ambiguous in cooperating with her in acting.

However, even though Qing Huan stepped forward to mediate, the other people in Xiuzhuang refused to give up, and violently attacked Ye Rou.

At the end of the dispute, everyone asked Ye Rou to apologize to Ye Junxin, but Ye Rou refused to bow her head and apologize even if she was beaten to death.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Huo Nanting, who had been sitting quietly not far away, couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed over to help out.

"Miss Ye is right. The new owner of Splendid Embroidery Manor should indeed be appointed by the most experienced person. The old man has been seriously ill for so long, and she is confused. She is not clear-headed. Could it be that you are also not clear-headed?"

At this time, there was another voice supporting Ye Rou.

A man walked up with his head held high, and looked at them confidently.

"Sir, may I ask who you are?" Ye Junxin looked at this unfamiliar face, full of doubts.

"I'm the editor-in-chief of a little report." The man handed her a business card, and his eyes quickly passed over Huo Nanting with an intriguing expression.

"A little report?" Ye Junxin took his business card thoughtfully, glanced at it, and then held it in his palm, "Sir, the media is only responsible for reporting the truth, and should not interfere in other people's family affairs."

"Isn't it that people can't see it..." Ye Rou was so angry that she rolled her eyes, and her provocation was not weak at all.