Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

"You should do whatever you want to do. It's not good to be out of line." Huo Nanting raised his sword eyebrows and slapped Ye Rou without fear.

Seeing Huo Nanting's support, Ye Rou's jealousy was like a monkey jumping in the sky, she gritted her teeth and stared at him, her face was full of displeasure.

"What Mr. Huo said is very true. However, I just came here to mourn the old man. After all, the Splendid Embroidery Village she built is a miracle in the industry. I believe it will become a legend in the world." The editor-in-chief of Yidian Report smiled. It's just that that smile looks a little dazzling in the solemn mourning hall.

With a sullen face, Ye Junxin glanced at him, but hesitated to say something.

As a media person, he should be well-educated, but in Huo Nanting's eyes, he still thinks this person is a shameless person.

He felt that there must be something tricky about being able to question the succession of Jinxiu Zhuang so brazenly in the mourning hall.

He turned his face away, his deep eyes locked on Ye Junxin.

After being stared at by him, Ye Junxin's tone was indifferent, and his eyes fell on Ye Rou.

"The matter of Jinxiu Xiuzhuang, we will solve it internally, sister, don't worry about it."

Hearing that she was such an uncle, although Ye Rou was not angry, many guests in the mourning hall were already whispering, if they continued to entangle, it would not only embarrass Ye Junxin for a while, but also suffer with herself.

Giving her a contemptuous look, Ye Rou didn't say much, and was about to turn around and leave but was stopped by Qing Huan.

"Miss Ye, shouldn't you apologize to your sister? Everyone in this mourning hall knows that the new owner of Jinxiuxiu Village is Jun Xin, and Granny Yingyue's will is in black and white, legal and reasonable, and cannot be questioned." Qing Huan made a loud voice, approaching her while talking, her gaze was like a torch, but it seemed like a rainbow.

Ye Rou raised her eyebrows high, she didn't expect that Qing Huan would be unambiguous in acting together, if the two of them hadn't discussed it in advance, she would have been really deceived by her superb acting skills.

With her sharp chin raised slightly, Ye Rou asked back without any scruples, "As the senior sister of Jinxiu Embroidery Village, is this your character? Can't you see how many people outside are questioning? Can't you hear how many people are outside?" Are people shouting and protesting?"

After a pause, Ye Rou frowned, and sighed regretfully, "It's really the sorrow of Xiuzhuang, the old man is in a mess, and he was tricked by someone to make a will when he was in danger. A will to support her..."

Ye Rou's tongue is brilliant, and her ability to turn black and white cannot be underestimated.

Originally, everyone had great trust in Ye Junxin, but as soon as her words came out, the mourning hall suddenly fell silent.

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Qing Huan became anxious, pushed Ye Rou violently, and began to curse at her, "What on earth do you want! I told you that this is an internal matter of our embroidery village, and it's not up to you, an outsider, to intervene." !"

In order to make the effect more realistic, Qing Huan went all out and pushed her hard almost with all her strength. Ye Rou was light and lithe, unable to withstand the impact of this strong force, she staggered and collapsed on the ground .

"You! How dare you push me?" Ye Rou raised her head, staring at Qing Huan sullenly.

Qing Huan glared at her viciously, already secretly delighted in her heart.

It can be said that she and Ye Rou cooperated seamlessly, and everything was planned.

"Jun Xin, don't pay attention to her! I think she's here to make trouble on purpose!" Qing Huan took Ye Junxin's hand as soon as she turned around, and comforted her kindly.

Ye Junxin's face was cold and solemn, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, he seemed indifferent to Qing Huan's comfort, and he didn't respond to a word for a long time.

"Hao Ran, Xiao Meng, you push her out!" Qing Huan simply ordered Ye Rou to be swept out of the house, as if she was out of sight.

After giving an order, they were very obedient, immediately pulled Ye Rou up and kicked her out.

Ye Rou cursed and lost her image for a moment, the editor-in-chief of Little Report seized the opportunity to hastily photographed this wonderful scene.

"Then I won't bother you." The editor-in-chief was recruited by Ye Rou. Seeing that Ye Rou had been kicked out, there was no need for him to stay any longer. At this moment, he was anxious to go outside to ask Ye Rou for a debt.

"You'd better not write indiscriminately, otherwise..." Huo Nanting also specially reminded the editor-in-chief.

He has seen a lot of the faces of these media people, and it is rare for people who really uphold the conscience and objective reporting. More media people write randomly for the sake of click-through rate, and their ability to write stories is not inferior to that of screenwriters.

Being warned coldly by Huo Nanting, the editor-in-chief quickly agreed with a half-hearted smile, "Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely not write indiscriminately."

Hastily perfunctory, the editor-in-chief fled with a guilty conscience.

"Jun Xin, don't worry too much. Granny Yingyue has just left, and there will inevitably be some bad voices from the outside world. Just ignore it." Qing Huan accompanied Ye Junxin like a good sister, and never stopped comforting her.

However, Huo Nanting was thoughtful, and when he recalled the details carefully, he saw some clues.

Qing Huan's words and deeds seemed to him to be excessive force, and after thinking about it secretly, he felt that Qing Huan's kindness seemed blunt.

"Jun Xin, don't worry, someone with malicious intentions wants to seize the power of the embroidery village with you, I will not stand idly by." Huo Nanting gently hugged her body, his firm eyes were full of understanding and concern for her .

Qing Huan turned her head to look at the guests not far away, her expression became a little unnatural.

Huo Nanting has already suspected her, but he just doesn't want to expose her for the time being.

The funeral lasted several hours, and it was a success.

Leaving the mourning hall, it happened to be drizzle outside, accompanied by gusts of cool wind, which made people feel a little chilly.

Ye Junxin tugged on the clothes on her body to make it warmer, Huo Nanting immediately took off his coat and put it on her body.

Seeing them come out, the reporters who had been waiting outside the mourning hall rushed over one after another.

One by one, the microphones were slammed in front of Ye Junxin, and the questions were one after another, and she, who was already a little tired, had no intention of dealing with it.

Her ears were buzzing, she stopped in her tracks, and slowly scanned them with empty eyes.

"Miss Ye, is the Ye family going to compete with you for Jinxiu Embroidery Manor?"

"Miss Ye, there are rumors that you colluded with lawyers to make Ms. Liu make a will when she was dying, so this will is invalid. What do you think about this?"

"What do you think about who is most qualified to inherit Jinxiu Embroidery Manor? Will you voluntarily withdraw and hand over the owner to the elder sister of the same sect?"

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The reporters' questions were slightly tricky, which obviously made her difficult.

Ye Junxin's face was cold, and when she regained her composure, she suddenly evoked an intriguing smile.

Qingming's eyes became sharper, he scanned them slowly, and solemnly stated in a sonorous voice, "Ms. Liu's will was made in a fully awake state. Inheriting Jinxiu Embroidery Village is completely legal."