The handsome man in the entertainment industry

I only took my daughter to the mansion where Cheng Yuntian's family lived once, and that was when the little girl was three years old, and she dared to go there when no one else was around, in order to be with her genetic father and daughter. The caregivers discussed about paying for the surgery for their daughter.

Cheng Yuntian took out the money very happily, and immediately gave her a large check.

After this period of time, Ms. Master and Apprentice herself has put out all her fantasies of marrying into a wealthy family, as long as the other party is still willing to spend money for the two mothers and daughters.

Just when she took the check and was about to leave with her daughter, she found that her little daughter was standing alone in the porch at the end of the living room, with her fingers in her mouth, giggling happily against the empty corner of the wall.

After leaving the Cheng's mansion, Miss Situ couldn't help asking her girl, what were you laughing at the wall by yourself just now?

After hearing her mother's question, the little girl raised her head, opened her three-petal mouth and laughed.

Her voice was leaking, her pronunciation was not standard, and she replied vaguely in Hong Kong dialect: "There are many sisters, they are playing with me..."

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The funeral was a combination of Chinese and Western routines. The scene was very solemn. Amidst the melodious mourning and music, the guests came forward one by one to pay their respects to the remains, left white lilies or chrysanthemums in their hands on the coffin lid, and then shook hands with the family members to express their condolences.Although there were many people at the scene, the process was well arranged, the staff were professional and everything was organized in an orderly manner, which highlighted the solemn atmosphere of the scene, making people almost forget that the deceased was actually a "suicide" person who died in vain .

The last guest put down the white chrysanthemum in his hand, shook hands with the family members, and said a few routine words such as "sorry", and this part of the ceremony was declared complete.

After that, as long as the master of ceremonies is delivering a set of condolences and everyone collectively bows to the corpse to say goodbye, the farewell ceremony will be over.

Ruan Mudeng stood in the crowd. He was tall, and because he was with Director Hong Shuangfa, he stood very forward, with no obstruction in front of his field of vision, and he could see every detail of the stage clearly without any blind spots.

In his mind, he recalled the appearance of Cheng Yuntian's body that he had glanced at just now.

At first sight he sees only with the naked eye.

From the glass window on the top of the coffin lid is the face of an old man in his 60s. He looks ordinary, with a wide nose, thin lips, sunken cheeks and prominent cheekbones. face.

Probably hesitating to strangle his neck and suffocate to death is too painful, and because the hyoid bone is also fractured, Cheng Yuntian's face is very grim. Although the eyes are indeed closed after careful makeup by the mortician, the jaw is not. Unable to return to a relaxed and natural normal position, his mouth is half-opened, his lips are slanted down, and a small half of his gray-brown tongue is exposed, and his whole face is completely out of line with "calm and serene".

At the second glance, Ruan Mudeng opened his eyes.

Although Cheng Yuntian was already lying in the coffin, and the shroud on his body was brand new, even though the strangle marks on the skin were blocked by the high stand-up collar, Ruan Mudeng could still see a black circle around his neck It seems that the resentment left by some very powerful ghosts after being entangled - it seems that what hanged people was not the stockings left by his girlfriend, but the ones that were wrapped around his neck and have not been eliminated until now A circle of black mist became concrete.

Just as Ruan Mudeng was listening to the emcee's cadence and affectionate eulogy on the stage, while thinking about the strange condition of Cheng Yuntian's body, the door of the farewell hall, which was originally closed, suddenly "boomed" opened.

As the most expensive funeral home in Hong Kong, Cheng Yuntian used the highest specification farewell hall this time. The wooden door was made very heavy for the double effect of sound insulation and appearance. At least two people need to push the door panel together to open it. Open.At this time, the hole suddenly opened, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Everyone turned their heads to look at it for a while, and even the master of ceremonies on the stage was startled by this sudden situation. Most of the eulogy was stuck in his throat. I can't say any more.

I saw six or seven people walking in from the door—a few tall men in dark glasses and black clothes surrounded by a short and thin old man. At this time, the crowd had already lined up and walked towards the farewell hall for the corpse.

"Wait a while, you guys..."

The two staff hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, and at the same time wondered why these people could break through the layers of security arranged by the funeral home for Cheng Yuntian's funeral, and come here in a grand manner.

Among the few people who broke in, there was also a young long-haired woman in a red wine-colored dress. This person had a coquettish appearance, heavy makeup, and a conspicuous snow-white gauze wrapped around her chin. The color of her skirt is not black here. It is especially eye-catching when it is white.

The woman raised her eyes to look at the staff blocking them, a sneer appeared on the corners of her bright red lips, she didn't say a word, she just raised her slender hand painted with bright red Kodan, and shoved each of their chests.

The two tall young men were gently shoved by the slender beauty, and they fell back suddenly. Gululu rolled two or three meters away, curled up on the ground clutching their stomachs, Screaming in pain, I couldn't stand up anymore.

The commotion at the scene was even louder, and was severely suppressed by the hand of the long-haired beauty. The crowd, like sea water separated by Moses, instinctively retreated away from the intruders. There was a road leading directly to the rostrum.

"You... what are you doing here!?"

A middle-aged man's trembling questioning sound came from the family seat, he was Cheng Yuntian's second son Cheng Xiong.

"What do you ask me to do?"

The leading old man squeezed out a harsh laugh from his throat.

Ruan Mudeng stood next to director Hong Shuangfa. From his position, he could clearly see the old man's appearance.

The old man looked really, really old, to the point where it seemed like one wondered why he was still alive.His whole body is like a piece of human skin covered on a skeleton frame, and this human skin seems to be dry and chapped due to excessive use. Large yellow and black markings.

The old man walked tremblingly with his cane in both hands, as if he had already run out of fuel and could die at any time, but his pair of eyes were surprisingly clear and energetic, staring fiercely at the family table from between the drooping eyelids. Cheng Xiong.

"Of course I'm here to send Cheng Yuntian off for the last time, hahahahaha!"

The old man let out a hoarse and piercing laugh that almost ripped his throat, handed the crutches to a black-clothed bodyguard beside him, took something from the other hand, and slammed it on the ground—the sound of broken porcelain In the quiet farewell hall, a urn in the shape of a white porcelain jar was shattered on the floor, and the gray-white powder full of it was scattered all over the floor.

The act of smashing the ground and throwing the ashes urn at someone else's funeral was too shocking. There were exclamations all over the place, and several media present immediately reacted. Kachakachacha took pictures endlessly.

"You, you...you old bastard!"

Cheng Xiong was so angry that his face turned blue, his voice was trembling, and he was almost speechless, pointing at the old man with trembling fingers: "You, you... how dare you..."

"Don't worry, I will never take a step before you die."

The old man's hoarse laughter was even more malicious: "I will definitely watch with my own eyes that your Cheng family will have no children and grandchildren. All the males will die unexpectedly, and no one will be left behind!"

"...Quick, call the police!"

A scream came from nowhere at the scene, which immediately frightened the onlookers. Immediately, someone took out their mobile phone and panickedly called the police and security.

However, in the next second, there was a harsh cracking sound like glass shattering.

Because he was standing close enough to the front desk, Ruan Mudeng could clearly tell that the voice came from the direction of Cheng Yuntian's coffin.

Cheng Xiong and other family members also obviously noticed the source of the movement, and they all turned their heads to look at the coffin of their family members—they saw the exquisite solid wood coffin that cost them millions of Hong Kong dollars, as if it had been slashed by a machete. As if hit, the lid cracked into two parts from the center, and even the plexiglass was shattered into slag. Large pieces of broken glass were directly inserted into the face of the deceased, piercing the body with flowers all over his face!

The scene after that was pure chaos.

Many women in the Cheng family's family fainted on the spot from the shock of the incident, some guests couldn't take it any longer and ran away in fright, and a few staff members rushed over, but they didn't understand the situation at all. .All of a sudden, those who want to go out and those who want to come in are huddled together, those who call for an ambulance, those who call the police, and those who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic and take the opportunity to get news. A good farewell ceremony is suddenly more chaotic than the vegetable market at ten o'clock on a Sunday morning. .

Ruan Mudeng noticed that, as the initiator of all the chaos, the haggard and thin old man took advantage of the chaos and was covered by several bodyguards and long-haired beauties. Almost no one dared to stop him. Just like that, he walked out of the hall where the farewell ceremony was held through the gate.

Before leaving, the woman in a wine red dress beside the old man turned her head in the direction of Ruan Mudeng.

I don't know if it was the youth's delusion, but Ruan Mudeng always felt that the beauty whose chin was still covered with gauze gave him a hard look with a stern look that seemed to be eating people.

Chapter 63, Eight, Ghost Letters 06

So chaotic that you can only use "riot"