Villains: The protagonist sells his kidneys just for the villains to squander

The Song family in the magical capital is also a wealthy family in the magical capital, with many branches within the family.

And the main branch is Song Yuanhang.

Song Haoqiang knew he didn't save Song Yuanhang, so he felt ashamed.

He and his original wife, Zhen Ying, had a tacit understanding and didn't pierce this layer of skin.

Still go to the funeral as Song Haoqiang's son.

During the funeral, except for a small number of people who were really sad, the rest of the Song family laughed secretly. The main family has no heirs, so this is their opportunity.

Many top-notch people in the magic city came to mourn.

Tang Wan, as legal wife, was also among them, but her mood was extremely complicated.

He had just received a call and had to put down his mother, who had just had an operation, and came over to Song's house.

Zhen Ying and Tang Wan sat on their knees, whispering.

"Xiao Wan, I've wronged you. I didn't expect this to happen, making you a widow at a young age."

Zhen Ying was by the side that day, and heard the conversation between Song Yuanhang and Tang Wan, but pretended not to hear it.

When Tang Wan and Song Yuanhang were together, they met Zhen Ying many times.

It stands to reason that it is not difficult to call your mother.

But now I can't call out.

Between mouth opening, only hoarseness.

Zhen Ying continued: "I hope you don't go through divorce procedures, is that okay? It's because you have been dating for so long, is that okay?"

Tang Wan hesitated. For the deceased, it would be troublesome to go through the divorce procedure, but if you don't go through it, outsiders will be called Tang Wan, and you can only be called Mrs. Song.

"This..."

Zhen Ying threw out the bait: "Don't worry, neither your father nor I will touch Yuanhang's inheritance, but the premise is that you are still Mrs. Song. You have been with Yuanhang for so long. If you have children, you must Living expenses."

Regarding Song Yuanhang's death, Song Haoqiang and Zhen Ying couldn't bear it. They couldn't let Song Yuanhang lose his wife after his death. It would be better if he still had children.

It is Song Yuanhang's virtue, they all know that the only way to make Tang Wan compromise is to use money.

Tang Wan has tens of billions in his hands, which is still real money, and Song Yuanhang's estate not only has to pay taxes, but also has to take care of it.

"Auntie, I can't get over that hurdle in my heart, so let's forget it. Young Master Song's property should be returned to you."

Tang Wan didn't know that the relationship between Zhen Ying and Song Haoqiang was irretrievable.

Zhen Ying's face changed suddenly, she looked at Song Yuanhang's body, and then at Song Haoqiang who was opposite, Song Haoqiang nodded.

"Xiao Wan, then auntie, tell the truth, as long as you are willing to keep Song Yuanhang's wife status, you don't need to do anything for the Song family, and we will compensate you accordingly. Even in the future, it doesn't matter if Yuanhang's property name is not Song."

The meaning is obvious, but you can remarry, but it must be in the name of a widow.

When Tang Wan thought of her lover's death, she still had the name of Song Yuanhang's wife, and felt very sorry for her lover's efforts.

"This...isn't right."

"If you don't like the property, I can help you merge the property into the Song Group, give you the corresponding money, and make you worry-free for the rest of your life. You also have a sickly mother and a father who is still in the casino. Gotta have the money to pay for it."

"Never mind."

"Don't worry, think about it again, for the sake of helping the Song family to tide you over during your most difficult time, help Auntie, okay?"

Song Haoqiang looked at Tang Wan and Zhen Ying while dealing with the mourners.

For a son who has been raised for more than 20 years, it is a lie to say that he has no feelings, even if he is not his own son.

Faced with such a humble plea from Zhen Ying, Tang Wan somehow refused, and it was indeed Song Yuanhang who helped Tang Wan through the most difficult time, so he finally nodded.

"Okay, I don't know how to take care of business, let's exchange it for money."

"Okay. It will be called to your account then."

Finally, the guilt in Zhen Ying's heart was reduced a lot. For the sake of selfishness, she refused to save her, and she was still her own son. It was not a good feeling.

. . .

Under Wu Jia's urging, Lin Ming also came to Song Yuanhang's funeral.

Lin Ming looked at the rows of cars, there were so many people coming.

"Shall I shed a few tears?"

Wu Jia directly handed Lin Ming a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, just going through a process.

"Tears are unnecessary, sending flowers is a must."

"He left at a young age. Although the relationship was average, we had dinner and chatted together. We should send him off."

Lin Ming added in his heart that he had even tricked him.

Along the way, many second generations have come.

They all nodded to each other and said hello.

After all, it is a funeral, so there is no such casual chat.

In the mourning hall, Song Haoqiang was busy receiving everyone.

Everyone seemed to be queuing up, sending comfort to Song Haoqiang and flowers to Song Yuanhang.

It was Lin Ming's turn.

"Uncle Song, please express my condolences. Seeing that your body is strong, you should be able to recover soon!"

Lin Ming always remembered that Song Haoqiang did not hesitate to beg the devil for the sake of future generations, he was sincere and sincere, and the effect should be good.

Wu Jia poked at Lin Ming, not mentioning which pot.

At this age, how could the rotten wood bloom?

However, Song Haoqiang, who was born with a dead tree in spring, was not angry, but was surprised how Lin Ming could see it. Could it be that the effect was too obvious, and he could see it at a glance.

"Xiao Ming, Yuan Hang is gone, life has to be lived. I will work hard, and I accept your good words."

Song Haoqiang was a little embarrassed, hoping to have a son, but also afraid of being disappointed.

"Believe in yourself, I'll give Yuanhang a ride."

Lin Ming walked to Song Yuanhang's body.

The mortician repaired it very well, except that it was a little thinner, other parts were repaired.

Lin Ming knew the real cause of Song Yuanhang's death, so he didn't have the money to repair his body.

"In the next life, if you find a rich family to be born, there will be no problems. Unfortunately, there will be no future."

Put white chrysanthemums on Song Yuanhang's body.

Wu Jia was behind Lin Ming and heard Lin Ming's muttering.

There is a kind of inexplicable feeling that people without money can live a long life, why do they have to find a rich family to be born.

What does it mean to have no future? There is no future after death.

Wu Jia, who was puzzled, certainly did not think that Song Yuanhang's three souls and seven souls were all gone, and he had nowhere to reincarnate.

He casually placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand on Song Yuanhang's body, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a trace of blood oozing from the lips of the body.

However, Wu Jia didn't care.

Follow Lin Ming to continue walking forward.

Those who attended the funeral gathered together, chatting in twos and threes.

Most of the demons have famous families, and the upper class are all here.

"Xiao Ming, you are here."

Not far away, Ye Hongguang greeted Lin Ming.

A dozen or so people gathered around Ye Hongguang, besides Ye Wenbo, Ye Xuan, and people from other families.

Every family, stomping their feet in all walks of life, can cause industry earthquakes.

"Uncle Ye, Uncle Cao, Aunt Li..."

Lin Ming walked over with Wu Jia, and respectfully greeted the elders.

It's just a bit of a waist!