Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

In fact, it is true. How can a person who dares to kill his own parents have any conscience?

"Third brother, what do you mean by this?" Gu Yulan looked at his fake smile and clenched her hands tightly.

This man has always been cunning and cruel. His words obviously implied that the couple was putting on an act for Mr. Yin to see.

As for why he pretended to do so in front of Mr. Yin, the answer is obvious: he also coveted the power of the Yin family.

"Second sister-in-law, you are just sick, not dead. Why pretend?" Yin Kun looked at her coldly. Thinking of how she had deliberately plotted against He Dai, he wanted to strangle her to death.

"When it comes to pretense, who can compare to you, Third Brother? No, now that the little jackal is dead, I'm afraid you don't even bother to pretend. And, Third Brother, it seems like there's something written on your face."

Yin Kun frowned at her sarcastic tone and asked, "What word?"

Gu Yulan sneered, "An idiom, guess it." Then he looked at Yin Hong beside him and asked deliberately, "Did you see it?"

Yin Hong nodded, and the couple looked at each other with such tacit understanding.

Yin Kun watched them singing the same tune, his facial muscles twitching. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Yin Hong's low, cold voice rang out, "Ambitious, Third Brother, that's what's written on your face."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yulan patted his butt regardless of the occasion, and said with appreciation, "Not bad, Yin Hong, your brain has become smarter."

When she just said that there were words on Yin Kun's face, she never thought that Yin Hong would have a tacit understanding with her to guess those words, but he guessed it right away, which made her suddenly feel that the couple had met too late.

You have to know that in the past, Yin Hong was as stupid as a pig and couldn't guess the answer even if you gave him a hint. That's why she often slammed the table and broke it because she was angry with him.

"Gu Yulan, I really want to chop off your hand." Yin Hong was so angry at her frivolous patting of his butt that he gritted his teeth.

It would be fine if no one took pictures of him normally, but now the little jackal and the third brother are here, doesn’t he have any dignity?

"You dare? Try chopping one off?" The woman raised her voice fiercely, and Yin Hong drooped instantly.

Yin Kun's forehead twitched as he watched the couple joking around. He hadn't seen them show affection in their decades of marriage, and now they were so clingy when they were about to die. It was simply unbearable to watch.

But this is the best, because the more the second brother cares about this fat girl, the more he will not be able to accept reality after her death.

In this case, let alone competing with him for the power of the Yin family, even if the power is handed over to him, he will not be able to take on the responsibility.

Yin Kun snorted coldly, then found a place to sit cross-legged.

Yin Hong's eyes suddenly fell on him, "Third brother, are you planning to keep vigil for Jun Ye?"

Yin Kun glanced at him coldly, "Why? Can you and your wife protect me but I can't?"

Yin Hong gritted his teeth and said, "Of course." But Yan Bixin became anxious. The third brother was also guarding the mourning hall. How should the plan be implemented?

He had originally planned to swap the little jackal's body in the dead of night and bury him safely, but now...

The next day, the mourning hall was crowded with people standing there.

Yin Ji and his wife arrived in the imperial city at midnight yesterday, while Yin Jiachen and his wife and Yin Xiuqi and his friends arrived in the morning.

At this time, guests came one after another to pay their respects, so neither the father and son nor the brothers exchanged small talk, but instead they all entertained the guests.

Pei Linxiao and Xiaobao were also in the guest queue, holding hands, with extremely sad expressions.

Mr. Yin and the old lady were crying beside them. After the condolences, Yin Junye would be taken away for cremation, and Yin Kun, who was old, naturally would not let them go with him.

Mr. Yin was fine. After all, he had experienced many ups and downs. Even though he was in pain and sadness, he controlled his emotions and politely greeted those who came to pay their respects.

But Old Lady Yin was not as calm as him. She cried heartbreakingly.

The voices of Jun Ye pierced into the hearts of everyone present like a knife, and their chests tightened when they heard them.

Pei Linxiao held Xiaobao's hand, his eyes were swollen and painful, and his expression was sad.