During the whole-day funeral process, Chen Yan's ominous premonition became stronger.
In the past few days, she had accepted the fact that Chen Yang personally killed Chen Bai, and thought that the matter was over. With Chen Bai's death, everyone had reached a reconciliation, and they would live in peace and harmony in the future.
Just today,
She always felt like something was about to happen, and her heart was always in a state of turmoil, unable to settle down.
"Mom, I'll go with you." Chen Yan said to Mrs. Jiang.
Mrs. Jiang sneered and said, "No need, I just want Chen Yi to accompany me."
Chen Yan was shocked.
Isn’t Chen Yi still on Death Island?
What about him?
The next second, Chen Yan found that the dead man was standing silently behind her, and Mrs. Jiang sneered: "You should rest first, I will go meet our head of the family for a while."
Chen Yan already realized that something was wrong at this time, but under the control of the dead soldier, she could not move.
She could only shout in vain: "Mom, no, something will happen."
Chen Yan was inexplicably not worried about Chen Yang, who was obviously falling below at this time.
Instead, she was even more worried about the Chen family!
Mrs. Jiang turned a deaf ear and walked straight into Chen Yang's room.
Chen Yang's room had already changed drastically before she came in.
Chen Yang was invited out, and the room went through a lot of renovations. There were gorgeous dotted green screens, copper incense stoves from the Han Dynasty, tiger skin seats, etc. It was like a completely different world.
Anyway, when Chen Yang walked in, he almost didn't recognize him.
As soon as I entered, I smelled a light fragrance.
This smell is very similar to the fragrance of flowers and fruits, which makes people want to smell it for a while longer.
He glanced at the Han Dynasty incense burner, and sure enough he found curls of green smoke rising from it.
Mrs. Jiang sat high on the tiger leather chair.
Chen Yang smiled slightly, sat down across from him, and said, "Old lady, are you going to turn over the cards?"
Old Mrs. Jiang was no longer kind at all, and said disdainfully: "You are an unfilial thing. You have been expelled from the family. You don't even know how to love yourself. Why do you want to be someone's son-in-law?"
You have simply lost the face of our thousand-year-old family.
Do you really think that you can take over the Chen family just because you have some dirty money?
Your grandfather was still lying in bed for a whole day without dying. I have the final say in the Chen family.
Also, it belongs to your brother's Chen family, it belongs to Chen Yi, not yours."
Chen Yang looked amused, shook his head and laughed: "Chen family? Who cares?!"
"its me!"
A familiar voice came from behind the Diancui screen.
"Um?"
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows.
He didn't recognize that voice, but it felt very familiar.
Chen Yang thought about it for a moment and then suddenly realized.
That's his voice.
People's voices actually sound different from your own.
Brain skull resonance and other reasons.
Chen Yang felt familiar just now because the voice was almost exactly the same as when he made the WeChat voice and clicked to play it.
That's his voice.
"My dear brother, do you think I can learn like this?"
The owner of the voice appeared from behind the screen.
As he walked, he unwound the bandage around his head.
First the forehead, then the eyebrows, then the nose, and finally the mouth and chin...
Chen Yang not only felt familiar this time, but familiarity was no longer enough to describe the feeling that face made him feel.
That's his face!
From behind the screen, a man who looked exactly like him walked out, calling him "dear brother" repeatedly.
An indescribable atmosphere of horror spread throughout the room.