"Grandpa!" Diandian hugged Leng Xiuyuan.

Leng Xiuyuan's eyebrows were very haggard. After hearing the news of Mr. Leng's death, he immediately arranged a private jet and rushed there. He cried a lot and couldn't sleep all the way. He hasn't even slept a wink yet.

Just now he saw Diandian running towards him happily with his hands open, calling "Grandpa", which was undoubtedly the greatest healing for Leng Xiuyuan.

But his eyes suddenly turned red at this time.

"Grandpa!" Diandian hugged him tightly and called very affectionately, her happy expression completely unhidden.

Wei Yan followed Diandian. Before Wei Yan could speak, Leng Xiuyuan spoke first: "You protected Diandian very well."

Wei Yan paused and quickly understood what Leng Xiuyuan was referring to, and said, "Dian Dian is very smart. He actually knows everything. He is just happy to see you."

Children have no concept of life and death, and Wei Yan saw all of Diandian's worries about Leng Yeting a few days ago.

Wei Yan's cell phone rang suddenly. Wei Yan lowered her head and glanced, then picked up and said, "Hello."

"Is daddy here?" Leng Yeting's voice became hoarse, and he could tell that he had just cried.

Wei Yan felt distressed and said calmly: "We're here, let him in?"

"Well, we're leaving."

After ending the call, Wei Yan looked at Leng Xiuyuan. Before he could speak, Leng Xiuyuan already understood and stepped forward to hold Diandian into Wei Yan's arms.

Diandian also wanted to go in. Wei Yan touched his head sympathetically and took him back to sit down where he was before.

Mr. Leng's body did not pass through here, but left through the side door on the other side. The hearse was already waiting there in advance.

After Song Zhi received a call outside, he came in to find Wei Yan and whispered: "The funeral hall of the mansion has been decorated. The old man made many friends during his lifetime. Flowers and elegiac couplets from the business and political circles have been sent."

Wei Yan felt heavy: "Leng Xinyue, Jiang Xiangming, and Leng Tianrui are all here. The one at home is not making trouble."

"Mu Wenwen is not in the mansion, she seems to have moved to Leng Tianrui's villa."

Wei Yan nodded: "Yes."

Although Mu Wenwen had just given birth by caesarean section, her personality was such that she could do anything.

Wei Yan stood up with Diandian and followed Song Zhi out of the hall.

Leng Xinyue saw her coming out, and since her husband and son were there, she stepped forward to cause trouble again.

Wei Yan was not afraid at all. She asked Song Zhi to take Diandian away, and she walked over alone.

Wei Yan is not short. Although she is dressed plainly today, her ponytail is flying in the wind, which makes her look particularly energetic and youthful.

Her bright eyes looked at Leng Xinyue coldly: "Your life has been in vain. I just taught you and you have forgotten everything. If you insist on fighting me here, you will only die." Worse."

"You bitch!" Leng Xinyue raised her hand to slap her.

Wei Yan took a step forward: "Hit me! If I don't slap you, you are a coward! I tell you Leng Xinyue, there are several mobile phone cameras facing us right now. After you slap this, the video will be sent to you immediately in the next second. It’s in the hands of all Leng’s collaborators! Come on, fight!”

Leng Xinyue's fingers were trembling, and she was so angry that she really wanted to slap her down!

"Do you know what time it is now? The Leng family is going to have a funeral! Not only the whole city, but also the whole country and the world are staring at the Leng family! The person who died is Mr. Leng. What is the status of Mr. Leng, do you need me to tell you? You You can decide for yourself what effect this slap will have, you trash."

After scolding, Wei Yan turned and left.

Leng Xinyue was so angry that her facial muscles twisted again. If her eyes could spit fire, she could cremate Wei Yan now.

Leng Tianrui's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he saw it was Mu Wenwen's, there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

When she answered the phone, Mu Wenwen's voice was very frightened: "Where are you? Something happened at home!"

Leng Tianrui's voice was not in a good mood: "What could happen at home?"

Hearing that something happened, Leng Xinyue and Jiang Xiangming looked at him at the same time.

Mu Wenwen said: "It's a big house, and it's been decorated as a mourning hall!"

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