Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

When I returned to the villa, the house had already been cleaned by the aunt. Servants were coming and going, and it seemed no different from usual, but I always felt like something was missing.

The days must go on one by one, even if things and people have changed.

On the day of the funeral, Jiang Weiche arranged everything very well and everything went on in an orderly manner.

The once tall man was put into a small box and sent to the tomb, where he fell into a long sleep for an unknown number of years.

Zhu Huayan was wearing a black petticoat, with a dazed look on her face, her mind drifting back to the past along with the small box.

She thought of the man who always read newspapers on the sofa and watched boring TV series with her. She became depressed and didn't say a word for a long time.

The remote relatives who were originally thought to cause trouble hid obediently in the back and did not dare to say a word to Jiang Weiche.

When the ceremony was almost over, the crowd slowly dispersed and those few people started talking in the back.

"I thought that after the one who hated us left, we could go back to our old lives. Who knew that I would be even more difficult to deal with!"

A short old man with a hunched back and a sharp face poked the ground several times with his walking stick, feeling very resentful.

The middle-aged man next to him who was a little stronger echoed and cursed.

"That is to say, this family is not good. Didn't Dad just take some of the company's things and sell them to other companies to make some extra money? As for kicking people out? We are all relatives, but they don't even give us face."

"And the younger one, since he inherited such a big company, shouldn't he give us some of his stuff? But he even threatened to hire a lawyer to sue us."

"Really? He just took some of the villa's stuff to supplement the family expenses. We can't even survive, but he's fine, eating and drinking well. It's his father who caused us to live such a miserable life, so shouldn't he compensate us?"

Once the complaints started, the others couldn't stop.

"Ah, bah, being rich is not a big deal. I think it was retribution for that old man to die so early. He was the one who drove us away."

"Yes, you deserve it."

"Have a good death."

……

There was a lot of resentment in his words, as if others owed him something if he wasn't living a good life.

Zhu Huayan was originally standing there in a daze, but when she heard what they said, she was so angry that her lungs almost exploded.

She was not of a tolerant character, and she refuted it on the spot:

"The old one stole, and the young one followed suit. The whole family has no shame. The wicked will be punished by God. Zhi Ting went to heaven even though he had an accident, but you will definitely go to the eighteenth level of hell in the future."

The few people who were happily cursing others were now being scolded right in the face, and of course they felt uncomfortable.

The old man's face flushed, and he banged his walking stick hard on the ground, "Who are you? Who told you to talk to your elders like that? You have no manners at all."

"You are the one who takes advantage of your age and has no manners. You are not worthy of being anyone's elder. At least, no one here will care about your airs as an elder."

Zhu Huayan spread his hands towards the exit, and it was obvious at a glance that he wanted people to get out.

Jiang Weiche stood not far away, watching this scene, and couldn't help laughing.

As expected of her, she is always unwilling to suffer any loss.

Although the funeral ceremony was busy, Jiang Weiche paid some attention to Zhu Huayan.

Therefore, when several relatives confronted Zhu Huayan, he discovered it at the first moment.

He originally wanted to come over to help, but before he reached the position, he saw Zhu Huayan winning a great victory in a one-on-many situation and having a great time fighting with others, so he gave up the idea of ​​coming over.

The old man was so angry at Zhu Huayan's words that he almost fell backwards. He held the strong middle-aged man's arm for a while, looked at her pale but more refined face, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and whispered:

"who is she?"

After all, he is older and more cautious, so he asks people's identities first for fear of offending them.

The sturdy middle-aged man who was supporting him thought about the news he had heard and did not hide it:

"I heard that she is Jiang Zhiting's girlfriend. They have a very good relationship and they both live in the Jiang family villa."

The old man stood up straight with a look of disdain on his face.

"Girlfriend? Jiang Zhiting has had dozens of girlfriends over the years. If he hadn't died now, there might not have been any trace of him in a few months."

"You're right. Besides, Jiang Zhiting is dead. What use is she to being a dead man's girlfriend?"

The sturdy man echoed his elder's words, and the contempt in his words was obvious.

His words touched the old man's heart.

Yes, Jiang Zhiting is dead. Don't think he doesn't know that Jiang Weiche and his father don't have a good relationship.

This undisciplined girl has no relation with Jiang Weiche. She will definitely be kicked out after today. How dare she go against us? Haha.

The old man was supported by the sturdy man and walked a few steps forward. He pretended to be kind, but his words were full of concern:

"Oh, it's Xiaoting's girlfriend. Now that Xiaoting is gone, what are you going to do?"

"You're not planning to live in the Jiang family, are you? Wei Che is going to find a girlfriend and get married in the future, and the Jiang family will have a proper mistress. It's not good for you, a nameless little girl, to occupy someone else's home, right?"

"I want you to manage."

Zhu Huayan's cheeks were slightly puffed up, like an angry sparrow.

Several men were so angry that they started talking nonsense.

"You are someone who has never even entered the Jiang family, and you dare to speak loudly to us."

"What qualifications do you have to live in the villa? Just wait and see. Wei Che will kick you out tomorrow."

"Hey, give her some time. A poor and powerless girl finally found a golden thigh, but now her dream of becoming a phoenix is ​​shattered. You have to give her some time to relax."

"Hahahahahaha."

The mocking laughter continued in the ears. Zhu Huayan was angry and anxious, but she felt a little uneasy and hesitant in her heart.

They were just trying to mock her, and their words actually made sense.

She and Jiang Zhiting are still just a couple. Although they have the idea of ​​spending their lives together, they have not had the time to put it into practice. There is nothing else between them except the verbal title of boyfriend and girlfriend.

She wasn't even his fiancée, and now that he's left her and nobody cares about her anymore, she's naturally worthless as a girlfriend.

If Jiang Zhiting had died of old age, he would have definitely given some of his property to Zhu Huayan, but he didn't have time to write a will. After all, no one expected such an accident to happen.

Zhu Huayan was already in a low mood, and now she is even sadder.

Can she still live in the villa? Originally, I felt that I and Jiang Weiche were in the same boat, but now if he...

The mess of thoughts rolled around in my mind until,

"What does it have to do with you? This place is mine. I can let whoever I want live here. Miss... Miss Zhu can stay here as long as she wants. If she wants, I can transfer the property of the villa directly to her."

Jiang Weiche took a few quick steps and stood in front of Zhu Huayan. His eyes were cold, making the people who were laughing at him shiver in broad daylight.