Xiang Xingshan's original mental preparation completely collapsed when he saw Li Yun Ting.

His legs were trembling a bit, and his body couldn't help shrinking behind Lin Zifeng, and he said in a somewhat unnatural voice:

"Yun Ting, this is my nephew, Lin Zifeng."

Li Yun Ting's lips curved up in a playful manner and asked, "Don't you still have a niece?"

"Oh... Qingqing... Qingqing is too young. At this point and so late, she will go back to rest first." Xiang Xingshan explained quickly. ??

A faint smile appeared on Lin Zifeng's face and he asked: "You are a girl who works so hard and still works part-time as a makeup artist in a funeral parlor."

Lin Zifeng's voice was not loud, but as Lin Zifeng spoke these words, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became weird.

"Why do you think you are working so hard? If you didn't work so hard, you might be my aunt now, don't you think so?" Lin Zifeng said.

Li Yun Ting's expression became more and more gloomy, and suddenly a dark wind blew around him, causing the grass and trees to rustle.

Xiang Xingshan was so frightened by Li Yunting's current behavior that he shrank his neck and hid behind Lin Zifeng.

"Xiang Xingshan, you bitch, why are you hiding? If it weren't for you, what would I be like today?" Li Yunting suddenly roared.

Xiang Xingshan was even more frightened and whispered: "Yun Ting, I don't know. The law enforcement team also blocked the news. I was looking for you for several months."

"Besides, you didn't tell me that you came to work at the funeral parlor."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuntiao looked at Xiang Xingshan ferociously, "Why do I come to work in a funeral parlor? It's not because of you."

"Because you want to start a business, but you don't have the support of your family. I don't know how to make money to support you. Who will support you?"

When Xiang Xingshan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly said, "So all the money you gave me during that time was earned by working overtime at the funeral parlor?"

After saying these words, Xiang Xingshan knelt down with a plop.<

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"I...I'm not a thing. Damn it. I was focused on starting a business, but I didn't consider the source of your money."

"If I had found out earlier that you were working at a funeral home and stopped it earlier, you would not have died."

Li Yuntiao shouted coldly, "What's the use of talking about this now? If you really feel you owe me, give me your life!!"

Xiang Xingshan looked at Li Yun Ting with tearful eyes, feeling guilty and self-blame reaching the limit.

He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "Yun Ting, I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry for you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. I deserve to die."

When Lin Zifeng saw this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his eyes passed over Li Yun Ting and Xiang Xingshan.

"Your death is a result that no one wants to see. Although it was due to my uncle's negligence, it was not my uncle who killed you. He can compensate you, but not with his life."

Lin Zifeng's voice was calm. Although there seemed to be no problem with this matter, Lin Zifeng still felt that something was not right.

It's just that Lin Zifeng still can't put his finger on what's wrong.

"What do you know? Not only him, but also all of you, will be spared." Li Yunyu roared ferociously.

"Why should I stay here all the time? I want you all to stay with me."

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly. Li Yunting was too violent. He didn't know whether it was because he died unjustly, so he was full of resentment, or because of other reasons.

But Lin Zifeng will definitely not let Li Yun Ting get what he wants.

At this time, an angry voice came, "Li Yun Ting, you bitch, you have become a bitch, and you still want to build an archway here."

As the sound came, Lin Zifeng saw the middle-aged woman rushing over with Tang Lihang and Mu Yuqi.

"You say you are so noble, why do you come to work in a funeral parlor? It's not just to seduce my husband. My husband has given you more than three million, and you are still not satisfied, and you threaten him with those photos." Xiang Xing.

Shan's original psychological preparation completely collapsed when he saw Li Yun Ting.

His legs were trembling a bit, and his body couldn't help shrinking behind Lin Zifeng, and he said in a somewhat unnatural voice:

"Yun Ting, this is my nephew, Lin Zifeng."

Li Yun Ting's lips curved up in a playful manner and asked, "Don't you still have a niece?"

"Oh... Qingqing... Qingqing is too young. At this point and so late, she will go back to rest first." Xiang Xingshan explained quickly.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Zifeng's face and he asked: "You are a girl who works so hard and still works part-time as a makeup artist in a funeral parlor."

Lin Zifeng's voice was not loud, but as Lin Zifeng spoke these words, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became weird.

"Why do you think you are working so hard? If you didn't work so hard, you might be my aunt now, don't you think so?" Lin Zifeng said.

Li Yun Ting's expression became more and more gloomy, and suddenly a dark wind blew around him, causing the grass and trees to rustle.

Xiang Xingshan was so frightened by Li Yunting's current behavior that he shrank his neck and hid behind Lin Zifeng.

"Xiang Xingshan, you bitch, why are you hiding? If it weren't for you, what would I be like today?" Li Yunting suddenly roared.

Xiang Xingshan was even more frightened and whispered: "Yun Ting, I don't know. The law enforcement team also blocked the news. I was looking for you for several months."

"Besides, you didn't tell me that you came to work at the funeral parlor."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuntiao looked at Xiang Xingshan ferociously, "Why do I come to work in a funeral parlor? It's not because of you."

"Because you want to start a business, but you don't have the support of your family. I don't know how to make money to support you. Who will support you?"

When Xiang Xingshan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly said, "So all the money you gave me during that time was earned by working overtime at the funeral parlor?"

After saying these words, Xiang Xingshan knelt down with a plop.<

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"I...I'm not a thing. Damn it. I was focused on starting a business, but I didn't consider the source of your money."

"If I had found out earlier that you were working at a funeral home and stopped it earlier, you would not have died."

Li Yuntiao shouted coldly, "What's the use of talking about this now? If you really feel you owe me, give me your life!!"

Xiang Xingshan looked at Li Yun Ting with tearful eyes, feeling guilty and self-blame reaching the limit.

He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "Yun Ting, I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry for you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. I deserve to die."

When Lin Zifeng saw this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his eyes passed over Li Yun Ting and Xiang Xingshan.

"Your death is a result that no one wants to see. Although it was due to my uncle's negligence, it was not my uncle who killed you. He can compensate you, but not with his life."

Lin Zifeng's voice was calm. Although there seemed to be no problem with this matter, Lin Zifeng still felt that something was not right.

It's just that Lin Zifeng still can't put his finger on what's wrong.

"What do you know? Not only him, but also all of you, will be spared." Li Yunyu roared ferociously.

"Why should I stay here all the time? I want you all to stay with me."

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly. Li Yunting was too violent. He didn't know whether it was because he died unjustly, so he was full of resentment, or because of other reasons.

But Lin Zifeng will definitely not let Li Yun Ting get what he wants.

At this time, an angry voice came, "Li Yun Ting, you bitch, you have become a bitch, and you still want to build an archway here."

As the sound came, Lin Zifeng saw the middle-aged woman rushing over with Tang Lihang and Mu Yuqi.
Chapter completed!