Plane Trade Riches

Han Zhu didn't know anything about what happened to the Han family. He thought that since he had left the Han family, he had nothing to do with the Han family. The funeral of Mr. Han was probably the last time he would go to the Han family.

Before the funeral, Han Zhu came to Han's house to see the old man for the last time.

As soon as he came to the mourning hall, the Han family beside him handed him a stick of incense. He took it and bowed in front of Mr. Han.

The old man was lying on the wooden bed with his eyes closed, without his usual aggression. At this time, he looked like an ordinary old man, and in the afternoon, he would go to the funeral, and then disappeared.

Death is like a lamp going out, Han Zhu gave the old man the last respect.

"Han Zhu, why didn't your little boyfriend come with you?" Han Feng asked, he always knew the importance of Lin Fan in Han Zhu's heart.

Han Zhu looked at him quietly, and answered after a long time: "No need, I came to bid farewell to the Han family today, and I will have nothing to do with the Han family from now on, and he has never had anything to do with the Han family."

The implication is that Han Zhu does not want to get involved with the Han family, nor will Lin Fan get involved with the Han family.

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, all of them fought to the death for the Han family's inheritance, but Han Zhu wished to stay out of the matter completely, did he really have no idea about the Han family, or was he retreating to advance?

However, the old man has already left, is it still useful for Han Zhu to use the method of retreating to advance?

Thinking of this, Han Feng hid his thoughts in his heart: "Grandpa's will stated that all Han family members must be present to read the will, so you can stay at night."

Han Zhu frowned: "You should know that I have already left the Han family, so what does it matter if I am present when the will is read?"

Han Feng looked at him coldly: "This is what grandpa meant. He has already left. Are you going to go against grandpa's wishes?"

Han Feng played the emotional card. He understood that although Han Zhu had no sense of belonging to the Han family, he had a sense of responsibility, so he was still willing to do these superficial tasks.

As for the fact that Han Zhu must be present in the will, he did not say so clearly.

Presumably, the old man wanted to give Han Zhu a bad start, so he deliberately let Han Zhu be present.

On Han Zhu's side, after hearing Han Feng's words, he hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, I will leave the content after listening to the will."

After talking with Han Feng, Han Zhu left the mourning hall, went outside and called Lin Fan to explain what happened just now.

"It's okay, you can stay, and treat it as a last trip to see Mr. Han."

Although the old man did many wrong things during his lifetime, he still has to do what he should do as a junior. This is the consistent philosophy of the Chinese people.

Han Zhu has no feelings for the Han family, and even more hatred for the old man, but he will not violate this point, and it will only be for a day.

After confirming that Han Zhu would not come back, Lin Fan went to Ye's house to have a meal, and chatted with the two elders of Ye's family by the way.

Han Zhu didn't participate in the series of events of the old man's funeral in the Han family. He just stayed in the Han family and went to his previous room.

The Han family's place is big enough and there are plenty of rooms, so Han Zhu's room has been empty, but the things inside have already been emptied.

After looking at it for a while, Han Zhu walked to his parents' former bedroom, opened the door, and saw that many places in the bedroom were covered with white cloth, and a layer of dust had already accumulated on it.

He lifted the white cloth and quickly saw the objects in the bedroom.

When Han Zhu left, he only took away his own things, but there was nothing in Han's father and Han's mother's room. Now there are still traces of Han's father and Han's mother living here.

Thinking that it would be impossible to return to Han's house in the future, he took out a bag from the cabinet and put some photos, photo albums, photo frames, etc. in it.

In addition, there are also some small things, all of which have childhood memories but are worthless.

As for other things of value, he didn't move at all.

"It turns out that our young master Han Zhu also has feelings. I thought you were a cold-blooded animal without feelings." Han Feng leaned against the door frame and sneered mockingly.

Han Zhu glanced at him, but didn't say much. After putting the rest of the things in, he closed the zipper and walked out with the bag.

"Stop," Han Feng stopped in front of Han Zhu, "Don't forget, you are no longer the Han family, and you can't take anything from the Han family away."

Han Zhu raised his eyes and looked at him coldly: "This is something from my parents."

"So what?" Han Feng sneered, "Even if it belongs to your parents, it belongs to the Han family. Since you are not from the Han family, you must not take away a single cent belonging to the Han family."

Han Zhu smiled, with a hint of coldness in his smile: "Since it's something I want to take away, why do you still want to stop me?"

"So what if I want to stop you? Don't think it's great that you left the Han family. Now that grandpa has passed away, the Han family can't make decisions for you." Han Feng blocked Han Zhu's way out, as if he must stop Han Zhu in here.

"It's not up to you to decide." Han Zhu walked towards the door, seemingly oblivious to Han Feng's obstruction.

Han Feng was about to continue to speak, but suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and instantly retracted his arm, holding it tightly, but he didn't know where the pain came from.

And Han Zhu swaggered away under Han Feng's ruthless gaze.

Strangely, after Han Zhu left, the pain in Han Feng's arm gradually dissipated. He frowned, and intuitively told him that the accident just now had something to do with Han Zhu, but he clearly remembered that Han Zhu never touched him at all.

After Han Zhu left, he went to the reception room and sat there alone.

During the period, many people came to him to get close, and he only responded with a few simple words. Everyone saw that they couldn't get anything out of Han Zhu, so they didn't say more.

After the old man was cremated, everyone came forward with incense and bowed. Han Zhu was also in the crowd, just like the most ordinary relatives. He just bowed to the old man and didn't do anything else. After entering the guest room, he found that the bag he had put on the chair was missing.

He glanced left and right, saw a Han family standing not far away, and stepped forward a few steps: "You took my bag?"

The person in front of him is Han Feng's biological brother, Han Yunqi.

Han Yunqi was not angry when he heard Han Zhu's questioning, he just smiled and said: "Brother Han Zhu, what you said is wrong, this is the Han family, and I only took things from the Han family, why is it your bag?"

Han Zhu looked at him coldly: "Where's my bag?"

For some reason, Han Yunqi shivered suddenly. He stroked his arm, coughed and said, "Well...Brother Han Zhu, I don't have to take that bag, it's just that there are so many people here, it's not very convenient after all. No, so I will hide it for you, and I will return it to you after the inheritance is announced at night."

Han Zhu still stared coldly, at least his expression was a little slow, knowing that Han Yunqi would not do anything to that bag, but he still said coldly: "I hope you will do what you say, if you don't return the bag to me in time at night, I will let you know so the consequences of doing it."

Han Yunqi nodded quickly, and he didn't understand why, but suddenly felt that Han Zhu was stronger and colder than before.

"Definitely, what do I want your bag for, of course I will return it to you."

At this point in the topic, there was nothing to say, Han Zhu returned to his seat, and Han Yunqi also quietly came to the room where the Han family gathered.

Han Yunqi carefully sat next to Han Feng: "Brother, why do I think Brother Han Zhu can't be messed with now."

Han Feng frowned: "Something must have happened to Han Zhu that we don't know about. I blocked him in his parents' room just now, and suddenly his arm hurt, but he didn't seem to notice it. I think there must be something wrong. "

"Then what should we do?" Han Yunqi asked quietly.

"What to do, what to do," Han Feng said in a deep voice, "There is a photo of his parents in that bag, he must take it very seriously, so you must take a good look at that bag, this is our bargaining chip to blackmail him, understand ?”

"I know, brother, I've already hidden it, and I'm sure it will be safe." Han Yunqi said seriously. After knowing the danger of Han Zhu, he will not take it lightly.

At dinner in the evening, the Han family sat together, and as for Han Zhu, they sat in an area outside the Han family.

Seeing this, other relatives and friends shook their heads silently, thinking that the Han family had done too much. Even though Han Zhu had already left the Han family, he should not be ignored in this situation.

But when it was time to start the meal, someone came to look for Han Zhu.

"Mr. Han Zhu, old men, please go over."

The so-called old men are the old men who have a good relationship with Mr. Han. These old men are all the top leaders in the family, controlling the economy and connections of each family. The relationship between these people is not particularly good, but they are definitely able to cooperate. On the relationship of cooperation.

However, because Mr. Han has become more and more controlling in the past few years, his relationship with these people has been tepid. Now it is a bit strange to ask someone to call Han Zhu.

Han Zhu just thought for a while, and walked over with others. As soon as he arrived, an old man greeted him.

"Han Zhu, come here, come and sit, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

The status of old men is higher than that of ordinary people, so besides old man Han's eldest son, there is no other Han family to accompany him at this table, but for some reason, there is an extra seat.

The Han family were sitting next to each other. Seeing Han Zhu being called to the main table, they couldn't help looking at this table, wishing they could go up to it themselves.

Mr. Han's eldest son, Han Zhu should be called Uncle, but he has no contact with these people for a long time, and he didn't address them at this time, and just sat down silently.

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm a junior. I would like to respect all the grandpas." Facing these old people, Han Zhu's attitude is absolutely gentle, at least completely different from when he gets along with the Han family.

Seeing Han Zhu's polite look, Uncle Han became even more annoyed. This guy hadn't greeted him since he arrived at this table, and he was naturally not included when he said grandpas.

"Not bad, time flies, you are so old."

Everyone immediately began to exchange pleasantries around Han Zhu. From the novel to the novel, their appreciation for Han Zhu was beyond words, and it was obvious that they attached great importance to Han Zhu.