You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

It’s so quiet, so quiet that it’s creepy.

On the busy street, the entrance of Wanli Escort Agency fell into an eerie silence.

I don’t know if it was because the shock he received today was too great or what, but when he heard the news of Mao Yixin’s death, Mao Jian was stunned on the spot. His expression didn’t change much, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Heh~"

In this eerie silence, a chuckle almost hidden in the neck seemed particularly clear.

Almost in an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Mao Ying.

He couldn't hide the smile on his face at the moment, and even after noticing everyone's gazes, he didn't restrain it at all.

Mao Ying's reaction aroused the interest of Jiang Si and others even more.

The water in the Mao family seems to be deeper than imagined.

Mao Jian, who had not been too concerned about his daughter's death, felt inexplicably uneasy after seeing Mao Ying's expression.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this bastard son.

Perhaps sensing the inquiry in Mao Jian's eyes, Mao Ying said as if to make amends, "Dad, my sister whom I have never met is gone, so does this family property belong to me from now on?"

Hearing these words, Mao Jian's heart surged with blood and a fishy-sweet smell came out of his throat.

"Although we don't have much money left, every penny counts. What's yours is mine. If things get even worse, we can still sell off our ancestral home, servants, and your concubines. That should be enough for me to gamble a few times."

"Pfft~"

After Mao Ying made these remarks, Mao Jian, who was already on the verge of collapse, could no longer hold back. He staggered back two steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mao Jian had blood on the corner of his mouth at this moment, and he looked at Mao Ying with complicated eyes. His hair was scattered on his forehead, and it seemed that there were several more wrinkles on his face in an instant. He looked haggard and lonely.

Seeing this scene, the people around them showed worry on their faces, and even Fan Tong and others felt an inexplicable complex emotion in their hearts.

Probably the only one who showed no emotion at the scene was Jiang Si. She was always cold and emotionless, so she just watched quietly.

"You kid are really looking forward to wearing mourning!" After teaching him a lesson, Ming Jinghuan couldn't help but let go of Mao Ying.

After hearing Ming Jinghuan's words, Mao Ying not only did not feel uncomfortable at all, he even admitted it frankly.

"Okay, okay. After all, this has always been my wish!" Mao Ying raised an uninhibited smile on her face, and her charming eyes were full of smiles, without the slightest concern or worry.

Hearing Mao Ying's words, Mao Jian raised a trembling hand and pointed at him, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing this, Qin Haoyan hurriedly stepped forward, held Mao Jian's hand, and used his internal energy to regulate his breathing.

"Condolences!"

These two simple words are Mao Jian’s only comfort at this moment.

After adjusting his breathing slightly, Mao Jian took a deep breath, gently squeezed Qin Haoyan's hand, and then he regained his voice.

"Alliance Master Qin, please tell me how my daughter..." When he said this, Mao Jian's face softened, and the sadness in his eyes intensified. "Where is the body?"

Hearing this, Qin Haoyan and the three brothers of the Xiao family involuntarily turned their gazes towards Jiang Si and the others.

Noticing the gazes of several people, Jiang Si's lips curled up into a faint but unignorable beautiful smile, and she agreed readily.

"I killed him and they buried him."

The soft and gentle voice spoke extremely cold words.

Except for Fan Tong and a few others, the others seemed to have not expected that Jiang Si would agree so readily. They did not hide anything and admitted it so frankly.

After hearing Jiang Si's words, Mao Jian was stunned for a moment, then he clenched his fists.

"Mrs. Fan, I wonder how my daughter has offended you? Do you want to take her life?"

Sensing Mao Jian's mood changes, Fan Tong instinctively stepped forward and protected Jiang Si behind him.

Fan Tong looked at Mao Jian vigilantly, holding a gun in his hand covered by his wide sleeves. If Mao Jian did anything that was disadvantageous to Jiang Si, he would immediately pull the trigger and take Mao Jian's life.

"Because she didn't know what was good for her and even tried to take my life."

Jiang Si's voice was not loud, but it was clear enough to be heard by everyone present.

Hearing this, Mao Ying couldn't help but chuckle, "Haha... that's something that idiot would do!"

Mao Ying's brisk tone once again cast the atmosphere at the scene into a strange one.

"Didn't you always talk about your sister whom you had never met?" Jiang Si's gaze fell on Mao Ying with a faint smile on her face. Her smiling eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

Mao Ying's face flashed with surprise for a moment, but it was quickly covered up. "My sister is known for her unruly character. Who doesn't know her temper?"

Jiang Si did not respond to Mao Ying's words. She just laughed and looked away.

Mao Jian clenched his fists tightly, frowned, and stared at Jiang Si and Fan Tong with his deep eyes, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and all the bodyguards of the Mao family couldn't help but put their hands on their weapons.

Gan Lin and Ming Jinghuan stood on the left and right of Fan Tong and Jiang Si. Although they were outnumbered, their momentum was no weaker than that of the opponents.

Qin Haoyan was still holding Mao Jian's wrist at this moment, and stood slightly sideways between the two sides.

Although he did not express his opinion, he stood facing Mao Jian without saying a word, and the hand holding Mao Jian's wrist tightened unconsciously.

Mao Ying and the three brothers of the Xiao family stood on the sides, observing secretly, with obvious expressions of watching a show.

Sensing Qin Haoyan's attitude, Mao Jian knew that even if he risked his life today, he would not gain any benefit at all. After a moment's silence, he pulled his hand out of Qin Haoyan's.

"Mrs. Fan, I apologize to you on behalf of my daughter!" Mao Jian said as he bowed deeply in the direction of Jiang Si, "I am the one who failed to educate my son!"

Hearing Mao Jian's words, Jiang Si couldn't help but laugh, and then retorted: "You are at best a bad parent, but your son is pretty good!"

"What happens to me is none of his business. If you want to praise someone, you should praise my mother, not him!"

Without waiting for Mao Jian to respond, Mao Ying immediately retorted, staring straight at Jiang Si with her charming eyes, with a barely perceptible anger in her eyes. It was obvious that she hated the idea of ​​attributing his kindness to Mao Jian.

Faced with Mao Ying's words and attitude, Jiang Si was not angry for the first time, but walked towards the carriage.

When he was about to get on the carriage, he stopped, turned his head and looked at Qin Haoyan, smiling alluringly, "Alliance Leader Qin, we have an interesting story to tell you, are you interested in going with us?"

Hearing Jiang Si's words, Qin Haoyan immediately turned around and looked at Jiang Si's beautiful smile. His heart was full of doubts. Although he didn't know what she was up to, he finally nodded.