The head of the family, Han Junzhuo, was sitting on the imperial chair at the top, with several elders of the Han family on the left and right.
There were also a large group of Han family disciples surrounding him.
Kuang Meier stood in the scene, like a criminal waiting to be tried.
Everyone in the Han family looked at her with eyes filled with indifference and even hatred.
Han Junzhuo's expression was also cold and without any warmth.
The old man in Tang suit, Han Huaide, who had gone tit-for-tat with Chu Tianshu last time in the Han Group's conference room, said in a deep voice: "Kuang Mei'er, we are not discussing with you, but informing you of the family's decision."
"Sorry, I don't accept your decision."
Kuang Meier sneered and said: "I really didn't expect that the majestic wealthy family in the West could only think of asking the women of the family to sell their bodies in order to seek cooperation with others?
It’s just ridiculous.”
At this point, the expression on her face suddenly faded: "You guys are shameless, that's your business. You can send whoever you want to sleep with Yan Muliang, but I won't go anyway."
After hearing what Kuang Mei'er said so harshly, the expressions of Han Junzhuo, Han Huaide and others instantly became more gloomy.
Han Huaide snorted coldly: "You are really a wild... wild child who grew up in the city. He is uneducated and has no rules..."
He glanced at Han Junzhuo and said in a solemn tone: "This kind of evil, even if it is killed by a magic staff, it is not an exaggeration."
Han Junzhuo stared at Kuang Mei'er with cold eyes and said quietly: "You are also responsible for Wan'er's death. We are giving you a chance to atone for your sins."
"Han Muwan's death was her own fault."
Kuang Meier looked directly at Han Junzhuo and said in a stiff tone: "I don't think I have any responsibility for her death."
Han Huaide pointed to the memorial tablet of Kuang Meier's mother and said sternly: "In the past hundred years, when has our Han family ancestral hall enshrined a woman of unknown origin?
Not only that, the head of the family also asked you to be in charge of the Han Group. Isn’t that enough preferential treatment for you?
And you, not thinking about repaying the Han family, not only killed Mu Wan, but also ruined the family's plan to reconcile, you are simply a bastard!"
The more Han Huaide talked, the angrier he became.
He stood up suddenly, smashed the table next to him with a bang, pointed at Kuang Meier and said, "I tell you, you must abide by the family's decision."
Han Huaide took two steps closer to Kuang Meier again and said aggressively: "Also, you must merge all the assets of the Tianjiao Group into the Han Group today as compensation for killing Mu Wan."
"You talk so much, is this your real purpose?"
Kuang Meier's disdainful gaze swept across the faces of Han Huaide, Han Junzhuo and others: "Occupy my property and want me to sacrifice my own happiness to fulfill your plan to spread out in the West. It's really a good plan to kill two birds with one stone."
Han Junzhuo shouted sternly: "Presumptuous!"
"how?
Did I hit a painful point and you became angry?"
Kuang Meier sneered, and her tone became colder again: "Your Han family has no warmth at all towards me, why should I hand over my property to you?
Why should I sacrifice my own happiness to fulfill yours?"
"Shut up, the more you talk, the more outrageous you become."
Han Junzhuo said in a deep voice: "Since you have chosen to return to the family, you must abide by the family's arrangements in everything."
Kuang Meier said coldly: "Then I'll quit. I don't care about such a family."
Han Junzhuo stared at Kuang Mei'er with sinister eyes, his face so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.
"This bastard, if you don't let her know how powerful she is, she won't be honest."
Han Huaide said sharply: "Where do you think the Han family is?
Are you free to come when you want and leave when you want?"
He pointed at Han Muwan and said with murderous intent: "Since you are unwilling to admit that you are a member of the Han family, then let's settle your account for killing Muwan."
Kuang Meier looked directly into Han Huaide's eyes and said expressionlessly: "How do you want to calculate it?"
Han Huaide caught a glimpse of Kuang Meier's mother's spiritual tablet placed on the edge from the corner of his eye, and shouted in a deep voice: "Throw that bitch's tablet out first, and letting such a woman of unknown origin enter the Han family's ancestral hall is an insult to the Han family.
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As soon as he finished speaking, the two Han disciples next to him rushed towards Kuang Meier's mother's spiritual tablet.
"Don't touch my mother."
Kuang Meier screamed and took out a pistol from her backpack.
However, before she could load the gun, Han Huaide appeared in front of her like a ghost and pointed at her wrist.
Kuang Meier suddenly felt as if she had been struck by electricity, and the sore and numb feeling spread from the right hand holding the gun to the entire right half of her body.
Han Huaide picked up the pistol that Kuang Meier couldn't hold and dropped it, and hit Kuang Meier's forehead with the handle of the gun.
Kuang Meier was knocked to the ground directly, and a bloody gash appeared on her smooth forehead, dripping with blood.
Next to him, the Han family kid had already taken down Kuang Meier's mother's spiritual tablet.
Kuang Meier's strength was instantly defeated, and she cried: "Don't touch my mother's spiritual tablet."
The children of the Han family holding the spirit tablet looked at Han Huaide.
Han Huaide said in a deep voice: "Throw it out."
The Han family kid took two steps outside and threw Kuang Meier's mother's spiritual tablet directly.
Kuang Meier cried and shouted: "I hate you, I will definitely make you pay for today's behavior."
She looked at Han Junzhuo who was sitting at the top, her eyes filled with hatred.
Han Junzhuo's face was expressionless, without any expression.
Han Huaide glanced at Kuang Meier with disdain and said solemnly: "Throw her mother's ashes out of the Han family cemetery as well."
Kuang Meier stood up from the ground and said sternly: "If you dare to touch my mother's ashes, I will fight with your Han family until death."
"Until death?"
Han Huaide sneered: "What can you do to the Han family if you don't fight to the death?
Do you expect your best friend named Chu to be good?"
He looked disdainful: "If he dares to interfere, I will deal with him too."
Han Huaide snorted coldly: "Do you really think that our Han family is made of mud?"
"Old man, are you so tough today?
How are you going to deal with me?"
With a clear voice, Chu Tianshu strode in from outside holding Kuang Meier's mother's spiritual tablet.
Kuang Meier, who was originally filled with anger, couldn't contain her aggrieved heart when she saw Chu Tianshu.
She quickly stepped forward, threw herself into Chu Tianshu's arms, and burst into tears.
Chu Tianshu glanced at everyone in the field with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "So many people bully a woman, do you have any shame?"
Han Junzhuo stood up and stepped forward slowly: "You killed my daughter, how dare you come here?"
"Kill her because she deserves to die."
Chu Tianshu's tone was solemn, "I spared her several times, but she harmed me again and again. Do you really think I am a clay Buddha with no temper?"
Han Junzhuo gritted his teeth and said, "You must give me an explanation, otherwise you won't be able to leave here today."