"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of applause rang out in the quiet mourning hall.

Li Fan obviously used some strength, and Song Haosen fell to the ground.

He stood there with his face covered.

A three-dimensional slap mark suddenly appeared on the fair cheek. The sharp stinging sensation spread from the cheek to the brain, and the eyes were black.

You didn’t faint?

Li Fan frowned, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

I still lack exercise recently.

"what!"

The woman was startled and immediately went forward to hold Song Haosen's head to check his injuries. The pain in her eyes almost overflowed.

The next moment, she glared at Li Fan, her voice sharp and angry.

"You really dare to hit Haosen, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Li Fan looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending not to hear.

"This is a funeral hall. No one can disturb Rourou's peace."

Song Sili spoke coldly.

"Li Fan——"

Song Xiangyuan spoke before Song Sili opened his mouth, his tone full of reproach.

"Okay, it was Haosen who said the wrong thing, you can't blame anyone else, take him down quickly."

He looked at the woman, the hint in his eyes obvious.

"Siri and I still have something to say."

The woman was extremely angry, but thinking of her husband's previous instructions, she had to swallow her anger.

"Come on, Mom will take you back."

She helped the stunned Song Haosen up, her eyes full of heartache.

"We will never come to this unlucky place again."

unlucky?

There was a hint of deep hostility in Song Sili's deep eyes.

Song Xiangyuan thought about what he was going to say, turned his gaze to Li Fan, and gave orders in a deep voice.

"You go out too."

Li Fan ignored him and just waited for Song Sili's signal.

Song Sili spoke calmly, his expression cold and calm.

"Li Fan is my man, so if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

There was a flash of displeasure in Song Xiangyuan's eyes, but he suppressed it instantly. His expression returned to gentleness as he looked at Song Sili.

"I heard that Jiarou's death is related to the Lu family?"

Hearing this, Li Fan's heart trembled.

This matter is Mr. Song’s biggest concern at the moment, and it is also a taboo.

Song Xiangyuan really keeps bringing up things that are not relevant to the topic.

Song Sili's eyes trembled slightly, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Song Xiangyuan became darker and darker, like a bottomless abyss.

"Who did Second Uncle hear that from?"

There was a hint of unnaturalness in Song Xiangyuan's eyes, and he immediately changed the subject.

"I have my own channels, it doesn't matter."

He looked at Song Sili meaningfully and asked again.

"The important thing is, is this thing true?"

Song Sili did not answer but asked instead.

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

"If it's not, that would be best. If it is,"

Song Xiangyuan's face was filled with grief and anger, and his voice was much lower.

"Lu Jingci is going too far. Regardless of your relationship with him, just because our Song and Lu families are old friends, he can't treat Jiarou like this."

What does Song Xiangyuan mean by this?

Li Fan frowned.

Song Sili looked at Song Xiangyuan steadily, his sharp eyes seemed to see through everything, but he did not speak.

No answer, it seems like a default.

There was a hint of understanding in Song Xiangyuan's eyes, and the sadness in his tone deepened.

"Si Li, if this is true, we can't just let it go!"

Song Sili looked at Song Xiangyuan coldly, with unclear emotions in his eyes.

"Uncle, what do you think is the most appropriate way to do it?"

Song Xiangyuan glanced at Song Jiarou in the ice coffin, and his tone was filled with indignation.

"Of course, it's to teach Lu Jingci and the Lu family a lesson, to let them know that the Lu family is not the only one that dominates the capital, and our Song family is not easy to bully!"

Song Sili's expression was a little more profound than before.

"Based on strength alone, the Lu family is indeed the only one that dominates."

Song Xiangyuan's eyes narrowed.

"Just because it was like this before doesn't mean it will always be like this. The combined power of our Song family is definitely not to be underestimated."

Song Sili raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Take it together, what does Second Uncle mean?"

Song Xiangyuan narrowed his eyes to hide the gleam that flashed across his eyes, but his tone remained calm.

"Of course, we will put all your businesses under the Song family. This way, we can be on par with the Lu family. It won't be difficult to teach them a lesson."

Song Jiarou's death was the time when Song Sili was most emotionally unstable, and it was also the best time.

It turns out that this was Song Xiangyuan’s real purpose.

Li Fan looked up at Song Sili.

Mr. Song, what will you do?

"Second uncle's idea is indeed good,"

There was a cold light in Song Sili's eyes.

Li Fan's heart sank.

Oh no, the situation he feared most was about to happen!

"Jiarou's body is still warm, so of course the sooner the better, the better,"

Song Xiangyuan was delighted, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"When do you think it would be appropriate to start?"

"Now,"

There was something intriguing in Song Sili's deep eyes.

"Li Fan, follow your second uncle to hand over the Song family's assets to him."

Become!

The joy in Song Xiangyuan's eyes disappeared before it even showed up.

"Si Li, you got it wrong. It was you who handed over the property to the Song family."

"Since the ultimate goal is to unite and deal with the Lu family, it doesn't matter who we hand it over to."

Song Sili's eyes were dark as he looked into Song Xiangyuan's eyes, his tone slow and clear.

"And I am more capable than my second uncle, so leaving it to me is obviously the most correct approach."

The gentleness on Song Xiangyuan's face disappeared.

"you--"

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