The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

"Everyone is keeping vigil, but you are here hugging each other and making love to each other. Do you respect your grandfather who just passed away?"

The two people holding each other separated, and when they looked back, they saw Du Minyan standing in the corridor.

Then there was the sound of a wheelchair being pushed.

Zhan Junxiang appeared with San Bo and the others.

Li Wanyan and Zhan Junyan were still very close to each other. They looked good, but they looked a bit ambiguous.

The eldest aunt spoke again, "Your grandfather's body has just been cold, but you are so eager to hide from your children's affair. It's in vain that he was so kind to you, and even gave you the largest part of his inheritance. Are you worthy of his old man?"

Du Minyan was full of emotions, describing Zhan Junxiang and his wife as if they were ruthless and lustful.

"Auntie, you are talking nonsense. My brother and sister-in-law are just talking about something. How can you say this?" Song Xingyu defended his brother and sister-in-law.

"Talk?" Du Minyan smiled, "I saw them hugging and kissing each other with my own eyes. Can you ask them if they hugged or kissed?"

Du Minyan deliberately spoke in a general way, making people mistakenly think that they had kissed.

In normal times, it would be just disrespectful, but today, this kind of behavior is disrespectful to the old man.

Du Minyan caught this and wanted to arouse the dissatisfaction of the tribe against Zhan Junyan, so as to have the possibility of redistributing the inheritance.

Zhan Junxiang laughed sarcastically, "Grandpa hasn't been buried yet, sixth brother, can't you just bear it for a while?"

Others started pointing and whispering about the two of them.

Song Xingyu was very angry after hearing a few fragmentary words.

When she was about to say something else, she saw her brother looking at her and shaking his head slightly.

Song Xingyu swallowed his words and walked towards the two of them.

"Sister-in-law." Song Xingyu held Li Wanxuan's hand.

Zhan Junyan glanced at the two little girls, got up and walked towards Du Minyan and the others.

A lot has changed since his nephew got married. He heard that he often ran home for women, so Zhan Hanzhe naturally believed what Du Minyan and his son said.

So when people approached, he frowned and said: "Jun Yan, after all, your grandfather is still in the hall, and there are still guests coming today. Please be restrained in what you do, and don't let outsiders laugh."

After Zhan Tianhe passed away, Zhan Hanzhe became the oldest in the family.

So even if Zhan Tianhe didn't hand over the management of the Zhan family to him, he still had a certain say.

Zhan Junyan lightly sneered and said, "Some people have dirty thoughts and think that way about everything they see. It's just because I knelt for a long time and had low blood sugar and couldn't stand firm. I just helped him a little. It's better not to believe it, third uncle." ."

"Could it be that my eldest aunt often does this kind of thing, so she thinks it's true when she sees it?" Zhan Junyan asked, looking at Du Minyan.

Du Minyan felt guilty for a moment.

She clenched her fists before speaking, "Now is not the time to argue about this. There are still guests coming to worship. How can it be decent if the host and his family are not here?"

After that, she left first.

Zhan Junxiang frowned slightly as he looked at his mother's somewhat panicked steps.

He knew about his mother's private life, but he sympathized with her loneliness, so he didn't care about it.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's go back to watch Grandpa's wake."

As he spoke, he pushed the wheelchair to move.

"Wait." Li Wanxuan suddenly said.

Li Wanxuan gently put aside Song Xingyu's hand and walked over, saying in a cold voice: "Don't you need to apologize?"

Although it was true that she hugged and kissed Zhan Junyan, it was just pure comfort and not as dirty as the mother and son said.

And in the morning, Li Wanzhen learned from Ji Yi that the maid assassinated last night was brought in by Zhan Junxiang's people.

So, before she went to find him, he was looking for trouble again.

Mainly because it involves the Zhan Jun Banquet, and she doesn't want to endure it.

Du Minyan's immediate departure proved her guilty conscience, and Zhan Junxiang had just agreed that it was a misunderstanding, so now Li Wanyuan asked him to apologize. His failure to apologize would show that he is not good enough.

Zhan Junxiang looked straight at Li Wanyan and gritted his teeth, "Sixth brother, sixth brother and sister, I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Junxiang pushed the wheelchair away.

The others originally came to see Zhan Junxiang after they heard Zhan Junxiang say that Zhan Junyan was messing around here. Now it was a misunderstanding and naturally they were embarrassed to stay.

Soon, only Zhan Hanzhe and Zhan Junyan were left.

"Jun Yan, I'm sorry. Third uncle didn't understand the situation clearly and misunderstood you and Wan Xian."

Then, Zhan Hanzhe looked at Li Wanyan and asked with concern, "Is Wanyan feeling better now?"

Hearing this, Li Wanxuan's heart skipped a beat.

The aura she had just now didn't look like she was suffering from low blood sugar.

Li Wanyan immediately pretended to be softer, put his hand on his head and said, "Thank you, Third Uncle, for caring. I'm just a little dizzy. I was really angry just now."

Zhan Hanzhe nodded, looked at Zhan Junyan and said, "If you really feel unwell, go back and rest first. You guys rushed back from Rongchuan. I heard that they were working on disaster relief all night, so you should rest your body first."

Zhan Hanzhe can still see things more clearly than Zhan Junxiang. In the whole Zhan family, only this sixth nephew can take on important tasks. The old man's vision will not be bad.

"I understand, Third Uncle."

"Then I'll go back first. The mourning hall must be empty."

"Ah."

Zhan Hanzhe left, and Song Xingyu came over.

"Sister-in-law, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Li Wanyan shook his head.

Song Xingyu understood when he looked at her eyes. He turned to look at Zhan Junyan and said, "Brother, what's going on with Third Uncle? Is he trying to curry favor with us now?"

Zhan Junyan's eyebrows were indifferent, "It doesn't matter whether it is or not."

Then, he looked at Li Wanyuan, his eyebrows softened a little, "Want to go back and rest?"

Li Wanyuan shook his head, "Go back and continue to guard Grandpa."

Zhan Junyan glanced at her and said, "Okay."

When they returned, Qi Si Yao was hanging a memorial in front of the soul.

Li Wanzhen and Song Xingyu returned to their seats, while Zhan Junyan stood aside.

After Qi Si Yao finished worshiping, Zhan Junyan went to talk to him.

Not long after, it was lunch time.

The dining table was placed in the small hall next to the mourning hall.

There are six tables in total.

During the dinner, some people were talking and laughing, but Li Wanyan could not see the sadness of several people.

After a quick lunch, we returned to the mourning hall and knelt down.

Gradually, Li Wanyan felt sleepy.

She kept pinching her thighs to keep herself energetic.

But every time I pinch it, I can only wake up briefly.

Fortunately, the sleepiness only lasted for more than half an hour.

After the sleepiness disappeared, Li Wanxuan continued to watch the spirit carefully.

In fact, it is quite difficult to hold a wake. You have to kneel all the time and cannot do anything else.

Some cousins ​​found excuses not to keep vigil at the Zhanjun Banquet.

After dinner, Zhan Junyan asked her to rest in the room at night, but she did not agree.

Just like that, I stayed on guard for another night.