Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang was extremely anxious and drove his Lamborghini convertible sports car fast along the street. The roar of the engine was just like his anxious heart at the moment.

The originally clear sky now seemed to be covered with a layer of dark haze in his eyes.

Not long after, Lin Lang drove to the Second People's Hospital of Changhai City.

Many senior managers of the Truman Group have appeared outside the hospital morgue. Their faces are solemn, and the moment they see Lin Lang, they all step forward and bow in unison to greet him.

Lin Lang's face was solemn. He just nodded slightly and walked quickly towards the morgue without stopping.

As we stepped into the corridor where the morgue was located, the air was filled with a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.

It was eerily quiet all around, with only the occasional muffled sobs making the atmosphere even more eerie.

Lin Lang's eyes swept over, and the pale light on the wall reflected his cold face.

On both sides of the corridor, Truman Group bodyguards in black uniforms were lined up in neat rows, each with a look of grief and solemnity on their faces.

Seeing Lin Lang appear, the bodyguards moved in unison and bowed respectfully to Lin Lang.

Before he reached the room where Chu Tiannan's body was kept, a faint whimpering sound reached Lin Lang's ears.

Chu Yiren's sad cry made Lin Lang's heart tighten, and he subconsciously quickened his pace.

The moment Lin Lang stepped into the morgue, he saw Chu Yiren lying beside the body of her eldest brother Chu Tiannan, her shoulders trembling slightly and she was crying with her mouth covered.

She tried hard not to cry too loudly, but it was so difficult to hold back her tears after losing her loved ones. She could not suppress her grief and her tears rolled down her cheeks.

Chu Tiannan's body was covered with a white cloth, and the blood stains from the wounds on his body had soaked into the white cloth, which was enough to imagine the severity of the car accident.

Although Chu Yiren looks very cold and never smiles at her elder brother Chu Tiannan, there is still a brotherly and sisterly bond between them that is thicker than blood.

When Chu Tiannan was alive, Chu Yiren might not have taken him seriously, but now that Chu Tiannan had passed away in a car accident, Chu Yiren realized how precious this brother-sister relationship was.

AI-generated Chu Yiren loses her brother

Lin Lang saw that Chu Yiren's eyes were red from crying. He quickly stepped forward, gently embraced Chu Yiren in his arms, and comforted her distressedly: "Wife, please accept my condolences!"

Chu Yiren slowly raised her head, her eyes full of grief and helplessness, and threw herself into Lin Lang's arms, crying: "Husband, my brother was destined to be rich, how could he suddenly die in a car accident?"

"From now on you will be my only support, wuwuwu..." Chu Yiren cried so sadly.

Lin Lang hugged Chu Yiren tightly, patted her thin back gently, trying to give her some strength and a sense of security, and comforted her softly: "The dead cannot be resurrected, my dear, you must mourn! Brother Nan certainly doesn't want to see you so sad."

"Husband, aren't you good at fortune-telling?"

"You met my elder brother at the Chu residence on Friday. How come you didn't expect that my elder brother would suffer such a disaster?" Chu Yiren trembled in Lin Lang's arms, tears falling uncontrollably.

Lin Lang replied in a sad voice: "Wife, although my nickname is Lin Banxian, I am not a deity. You and I have an emotional bond, so I will have a strong premonition before you are in danger."

"Brother Nan passed away suddenly in a car accident. I am very sad. Although Brother Nan is my future brother-in-law, there is no emotional bond between us. I can't foresee that he will meet with bloody disaster."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren cried and said, "Hubby, I don't mean to blame you. I just thought that if you could have calculated in advance that my eldest brother would have a bloody disaster, maybe he could have escaped this disaster, woo woo..."

Chu Yiren's tears rolled down in pairs, wetting Lin Lang's shoulders and soaking his shirt.

Lin Lang gently held Chu Yiren's face, wiped away the tears that kept rolling down her face with his thumb, and comforted her: "Wife, I understand your pain. It wasn't long since your uncle passed away, and Brother Nan died in a car accident. But you must hold on!"

"Honey, you still have me. I will always be by your side to accompany you and protect you!"

Chu Yiren leaned in Lin Lang's arms and just cried softly, her mind constantly resurfacing with the past experiences she had with her father and brother.

Her father used to dote on her like a little princess, and her elder brother's tolerance and forbearance towards her flashed before Chu Yiren's eyes like a kaleidoscope.

Now, her father and brother passed away unexpectedly one after another, leaving Chu Yiren alone to face it all. The huge emptiness and pain completely overwhelmed her, making her fall into a vortex of sadness and unable to extricate herself.

Lin Lang hugged Chu Yiren tightly with heartache, not wanting to let go for a moment, as if this could give her enough strength to withstand the overwhelming grief.

He whispered warm words in her ears, but Chu Yiren seemed not to hear them. She was immersed in her own world, and her tears continued to flow.

After crying for a long time, Chu Yiren sobbed and said, "Hubby, I feel like all the strength in my body has been drained away. From now on, the huge Chu residence has become so empty. Except for me, there are only servants. I have never felt so lonely in the world."

Lin Lang gently stroked Chu Yiren's shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Wife, I will quit all my official duties in the past few days and accompany you to attend Brother Nan's funeral. I will always be there and will not let you be alone."

Chu Yiren nodded slightly, but the confusion and sadness in her eyes were still strong. The pain of losing a loved one could not be healed so easily.

Lin Lang said a lot of words to comfort Chu Yiren, and her crying gradually became quieter, but she couldn't stop sobbing.

At this moment, important members of the Chu family arrived one after another, including Chu Yiren's uncle Chu Jinxuan, aunt Bai Xiaoping, cousin Chu Tianlei, and several cousins ​​with the surname Chu, all of whom were senior executives of the Truman Group.

As Chu Yiren's boyfriend, Lin Lang greeted the members of the Chu family. Everyone came forward to comfort Chu Yiren, crying. The morgue was suddenly filled with cries.

Aunt Bai Xiaoping even hugged her niece Chu Yiren and cried.

Then, Qin Zhongmou, the secretary general of the Truman Group, stepped forward and asked with red eyes, "Miss, I will set up a funeral committee to prepare for Mr. Chu's funeral."

"Now people in the group are in a panic, and many matters need to be dealt with urgently. Once the obituary of President Chu is issued, it will definitely cause the company's stock price to fall sharply. Miss, you must be strong and support the Chu family and the Chumen Group!"

Chu Yiren raised her tear-stained face, wiped her tears with a tissue, nodded vigorously, and said in a choked voice: "Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Qin to take care of my eldest brother's funeral arrangements."

Qin Zhongmou took a deep breath and said with tears streaming down his face, "It wasn't long since the old chairman passed away, and the young master also passed away in a car accident."

"I have followed the old chairman for most of my life, and I have seen him die young. Seeing the young master lying here in the cold, I feel so sad."

Chu Yiren instructed with tears in her eyes: "Uncle Qin, my eldest brother was a low-key person when he was alive, so his funeral should not be too ostentatious."

"Yes, Miss." Qin Zhongmou wiped away his tears and then left the morgue.

After crying heart-wrenchingly, although Chu Yiren's delicate makeup was ruined by her tears, she returned to her usual cold expression after sniffing.

He said to the senior executives of the Truman Group present: "Everyone, from now on, we must stabilize the situation of the group. Everyone should perform their duties and report to me at any time if there are any problems.

"During the time of my eldest brother's funeral, everyone must cheer up and not let outsiders see the joke of the Truman Group."

Everyone responded, including members of the Chu family. In front of Chu Yiren, the chairperson of the Chu Foundation's board of directors, no matter their seniority, they were all respectful.

Lin Lang saw Chu Yiren's red and swollen eyes, and his heart was filled with pity and compassion. He comforted her softly: "The living are like this, the dead are gone. No matter how sad we are, we can't change what has happened."

"Wife, this morgue is chilly and cold, and the gloomy atmosphere is heavy. It's really not suitable for you to stay here for long. Brother Nan certainly doesn't want to see you so upset for him."

"Let's just get out of here, okay?"

Chu Yiren took another look at the body of her elder brother Chu Tiannan, and then, with the support of Lin Lang, she left the morgue in tears.

After leaving the morgue, Chu Yiren suppressed her inner grief and whispered, "Husband, I always feel that there is something strange about my brother's car accident."

"Can you help me use divination and metaphysics to calculate whether my eldest brother's death was really an accident, or was it a deliberate murder by someone who caused a car accident to kill him?"

After hearing this, Lin Lang was shocked. He didn't expect Chu Yiren to have such doubts.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang received a system prompt in his mind.

Ding! "Chu Tiannan's death was not an accident. The person who hired the killer to cause the car accident and kill people was Zhao Qiankun, the chairman of Taicheng Group."

"After the colon cancer surgery, Zhao Qiankun's cancer cells spread. He still feels humiliated by Chu Jincheng forcing him to cut off his legs."

"When his life was about to come to an end, Zhao Qiankun decided to carry out the revenge he had been holding back for many years and hired someone to kill Chu Jincheng's son Chu Tiannan."

After receiving the system prompt, Lin Lang frowned slightly, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, "Fuck! I never thought that it was Zhao Qiankun, that son of a bitch, who killed Brother Nan."

"Oh shit!"

"That damn Zhao Qiankun actually wanted to take someone with him before he died."

"But his daughter Zhao Lanshan is my concubine. If Chu Yiren finds out that Zhao Qiankun was the mastermind behind Brother Nan's death, then the blood feud between the Chu and Zhao families will be completely sealed."

"With Chu Yiren's decisive and murderous style, even if the Zhao family has a background in the underworld, they can't avoid the fate of being wiped out by the Chu family."

"Zhao Qiankun is already dying, and even his son Zhao Chengkai's death is not a pity, but his concubine Zhao Lanshan cannot die!"

"The most important thing is that the time Zhao Lanshan and I had sex was during her fertile period, and the system had indicated that Miss Zhao would be pregnant with my child."

"What if Chu Yiren avenges her brother and kills all of the Zhao family? Then Zhao Lanshan will be dead and even my unborn child will be buried with her?"

"Oh shit, what should I do?" Lin Lang was in a dilemma for a moment.