After the divorce, my second-married military officer husband doted on me

Afraid that Old Lady Wang would suspect that Wang Qiyang was faking his death, Wang Qiyang was actually lying in the coffin at this moment.

Old Man Feng opened the coffin in front of Old Lady Wang and said, "See him for the last time."

"Otherwise, once his remains are arranged and the coffin is nailed shut, you won't be able to see him again."

After the coffin was opened, Wang Qiyang's face, as pale as paper, came into view. The corners of his mouth were black and blue, his hands and feet were in plaster, and he was still wearing a hospital gown.

Old Man Feng said, "We just brought him back from the hospital. We have to go buy funeral clothes and other things now. We haven't had time to change him yet."

Old Mrs. Wang pretended to be heartbroken and cried with tears in her eyes, "Qi Yang, my son!"

"You died miserably!"

"Mom, I'm so heartbroken!

Damn Yang Weizhou, he has such a cruel heart!

Mom will never let him go. She will make the police arrest him and make him pay for your life!"

In order to make the play complete, Old Lady Wang wanted to hug Wang Qiyang and cry bitterly.

But he was stopped by Feng Qingyang.

"Old lady, my master is covered in wounds, including a serious head injury. He has been screaming in excruciating pain in the ward these past few days.

Please don't touch him anymore and let him go in peace."

Old Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Qiyang's wounded body and felt that it was unlucky and she hated to touch him.

But as a mother, if she didn't touch him, the Feng family would definitely suspect that she disliked Wang Qiyang.

She pretended to be distressed and said, "I'll just touch him gently. It won't hurt him."

She reached out cautiously to touch Wang Qiyang's cold face, "Qiyang, I'm sorry!"

"Mom also wants to hug you again, but you are covered in wounds. Mom... Mom is afraid of hurting you..."

After a while.

Feng Qingyang was afraid that she would find out. "Old lady, I've seen it. Now, can we prepare his remains?"

Old Mrs. Wang reluctantly withdrew her hand, which was trembling.

"Woo woo...Qi Yang!"

"Mom regrets it."

"I regret not visiting you when I learned you were injured.

Now seeing you lying here in such misery, my heart is broken!

My heart hurts so much!

sorry!

Mom was wrong. I shouldn't have left you alone outside.

I should have ignored your pride and come to see you sooner.

Woohoo...

Qi Yang...! " The old lady cried so hard that she was out of breath. She shook her body deliberately, pretending to be about to faint. The housekeeper hurriedly supported her from behind.

"Old lady, please accept my condolences!"

"Master doesn't want to be sad."

The housekeeper killed Wang Qiyang, and he felt guilty and dared not touch Wang Qiyang's body.

Just looking at him filled me with guilt.

Feng Qingyang deliberately placed ice cubes under Wang Qiyang's body, and before Old Lady Wang came, he deliberately applied the ice cubes to his face.

Therefore, his body was icy cold at this moment.

When the old lady met his cold face, she had no suspicion that he was pretending to be dead.

Feng Qingyang just wanted to get rid of Old Lady Wang as soon as possible so that he could replace the old lady with the new one.

He gave Old Man Feng a look.

Old Man Feng understood instantly and pretended to be sad, "Old lady, please go to the living room and sit down first.

Wait until Qingyang has arranged Qiyang's remains, put on his funeral clothes, and covered the coffin before you take him away."

The old lady was overjoyed and nodded sadly, "Thank you, thank you Feng family for treating my son so well.

I, an old woman, will always remember your great kindness."

The fact that Old Lady Wang and her daughter-in-law were not getting along was known to all the wealthy families in Kyoto.

She hasn't lived with Wang Qiang and his wife for many years, otherwise she would not be able to enter the Feng family's gate.

She hated the Feng family for taking the lead in destroying the Wang family, but she also knew that if Wang Lili hadn't provoked trouble first, the Wang family would not have been destroyed.

Even if she hates him now, she is too old to have the energy to seek revenge.

I just want to calculate the assets under Wang Qiyang's name so that I can live a more comfortable life in my later years.

……

More than two hours later, Feng Qingyang said that Wang Qiyang's remains had been arranged and his funeral clothes had been put on, and that Old Lady Wang could take him away.

When Feng Qingyang said this, his expression was sad and tears were in the corners of his eyes.

The old lady pretended to be grateful to the Feng family again, and tearfully ordered her housekeeper and the people he brought to take Wang Qiyang's coffin away.

Feng Qingyang followed him under the pretext of being Wang Qiyang's apprentice, saying that he wanted to keep vigil for Wang Qiyang.

……

As soon as they left, Old Man Feng hurried back to Feng Qingyang's room.

There is a secret room in Feng Qingyang's room.

He opened the secret room and saw the 'dead' Wang Qiyang lying on the bed.

Wang Qiyang saw him come in and asked indifferently, "Have you left?"

Old Man Feng sat down beside the bed and said, "Let's go. I guess she can't wait to bury you now."

"Are you sad?" Old Man Feng asked Wang Qiyang.

Wang Qiyang shook his head, "What's there to be sad about?"

“Twenty years ago, I was abandoned.

During the years when she suppressed me, I had long lost hope in her.

I just didn't expect that after more than 20 years, she still couldn't tolerate me."

……

After Old Lady Wang brought Wang Qiyang's coffin back, she was happy to have some free time because Feng Qingyang was keeping vigil, and she buried Wang Qiyang in three days.

The day after Wang Qiyang was buried, she couldn't wait to take her lawyer to the martial arts academy founded by Wang Qiyang.

She came to the principal's office with high ambitions.

She claimed that she was Wang Qiyang's biological mother, and now that Wang Qiyang had passed away, all the assets under his name should belong to her.

In addition, she also found out that Wang Qiyang owned several shops, all of which were profitable.

The Wushu Academy was her first stop to acquire Wang Qiyang’s assets.

She took out Wang Qiyang and her household registration booklet, which clearly stated their mother-daughter relationship.

The vice-president of the Wushu Academy laughed angrily at Old Lady Wang's behavior as if this Wushu Academy belonged to her.

"You said that after Qi Yang passes away, this martial arts academy will belong to you?"

The old lady said arrogantly, "Of course, I am Qi Yang's mother.

He met with an unexpected accident and had no children, so his assets should have been inherited by me.

He founded this martial arts academy.

He gave everything for this college.

I'll keep it for him.

In the future, I will take over the martial arts academy.

In recognition of your years of hard work for the martial arts academy.

The college's faculty and business model remain unchanged, and you will still be the vice president.

As long as you manage the business well, I won’t treat you unfairly.”

The martial arts academy founded by Wang Qiyang is not just about learning martial arts, but also about the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness and aesthetics. It is a unique academy in Kyoto with a variety of programs from elementary school to high school.

The vice principal was so angry when he heard the old lady's alms-giving tone that he wanted to beat her up.

He felt really sad for Wang Qiyang for having such a snobbish and selfish mother.

The vice president knew very well how hard it was for Wang Qiyang to establish this college.

In order to establish a martial arts academy, he was suppressed by the old lady to the point that he couldn't even afford to eat. This was not enough, the old lady even had people humiliate Wang Qiyang, making it almost impossible for Wang Qiyang to stay in Kyoto.

The Vice Principal remained motionless in his office chair. "Really?"

"That might disappoint the old lady."

"You are not qualified to inherit this martial arts academy."

"Take a look at this!" The vice principal threw a document to the old lady.