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The guests who had come to pay their respects were also shocked.

They really did not think that Lu Jinhui would be so famous, with such a unique relationship with Jun Family.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master …"

Lu Yiyao went up to welcome him, his attitude was polite and polite.

Gong Nanling followed closely behind.

"Yiyao, I'm sorry."

Jun Linchuan nodded at him. His soft voice was laced with sadness.

"Thank you, Eldest Young Master."

Lu Yiyao slightly nodded to show his courtesy.

"…"

The man beside Jun Linchuan just looked at Lu Yiyao with a solemn face, but didn't say anything.

A moment later.

"Yiyao, I never thought that your father and I would meet under such circumstances in just a few days. "Sigh, things are unpredictable."

"Eldest Young Master, my family and I can't thank you enough for coming with Second Young Master to see my father out. "Gentlemen, I'm tired of traveling. Why don't you two go to the guest room to rest?"

Lu Yiyao said politely with a serious face.

"Alright."

Jun Linchuan glanced back at the photo of Lu Jinhui on the black square table and his eyes turned darker.

Bye.

Life and death.

There were some things that he hadn't even made clear to him before he left in disappointment.

"Nanling, I'll bring Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master up to rest. I'll leave this place to you."

Lu Yiyao tilted his head slightly and told Gong Nanling, who was standing behind him.

"Yes, uncle."

Gong Nanling lowered his head and answered.

Jun Linchuan looked at him and asked.

"This is the successor to 'Lu Family'?"

"Yes, Nanling. Greetings, Eldest Young Master."

Lu Yiyao only thought that Jun Linchuan wouldn't pay attention to Gong Nanling, he didn't expect him to take the initiative to ask.

"Eldest Young Master, alright."

Gong Nanling stepped forward, suppressed his nervousness and spoke while bending his waist. The voice was slightly hoarse.

"Alright. They are indeed young talents, somewhat similar to your uncle. "

Jun Linchuan replied in a gentle tone.

"…"

Gong Nanling smiled humbly.

"And Second Young Master."

Lu Yiyao narrowed his eyes and looked at Jun Moshang, who had been silent all this time.

"Second Young Master, alright."

Gong Nanling couldn't help but shiver when he met Jun Moshang's gaze.

This man's eyes were filled with danger.

The sharp aura around his body seemed to be on top of Jun Linchuan.

"…"

Jun Moshang still didn't respond, his expression was extremely cold and proud.

Jun Linchuan looked at the lady not far away.

His gaze naturally rested on Lin Ange.

Lin Ange didn't dare to go up when he didn't say anything.

"Grandpa …"

Lin Yanyan, who was originally in the arms of Ding Mo, recognized Jun Linchuan and frowned. He opened his mouth and called out softly.

"Young master …"

Ding Mo wanted to stop him, but he was too late.

"Yanyan …"

Jun Linchuan heard the call and frowned as he looked towards him.

Ding Mo had no choice but to carry Lin Yanyan and bow as he greeted them respectfully.

"Eldest Young Master …"

"Grandpa …"

Lin Yanyan called out again.

"Yanyan, come here."

Jun Linchuan slightly pursed his lips and said calmly.

Ding Mo put Lin Yanyan down.

Lin Yanyan walked in front of Jun Linchuan.

Jun Linchuan reached out his hand and touched his curly hair.

This slightly curly hair looked very much like someone's.

"Big Brother, why doesn't this child look like a person with Lu Family at all?"

Jun Moshang, who had been silent for a long time, lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Yanyan. She curled her lips and spoke in a faint voice.

"He looks exactly like Yiyao, why doesn't he look like him?"

Jun Linchuan turned his head and glanced at him. A trace of displeasure appeared on his face.

"…"

Jun Moshang raised his sharp eyebrows and smiled.

Lu Yiyao's face was still expressionless and his tone was as polite as ever.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, please."

"Yanyan, Grandpa Qian has something on right now, so I'll be back with you later."

Jun Linchuan said to Wu Steel Pet.

"Alright …"

Lin Yanyan nodded obediently. Ding Mo walked up and picked him up.

Man in black opened up a path.

Lu Yiyao led Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang to the reception room on the second floor.

Man in blackqi followed behind him.

The retreating crowd slowly gathered together again.

There were still endless streams of people coming to offer their condolences.

Gong Nanling had been so busy replying to the greeting that he couldn't even straighten his back anymore.

Lin Zhiyan looked at his back, her gums itching with jealousy. He thought to himself.

"If nothing happened to Hengyuan, it won't be your turn. The old tutor was quite biased, actually leaving everything to his grandson. But his grandson didn't get a single cent. "Too despicable …"

"Mom …"

Lin Ran walked timidly to her side and called out in a low voice.

"What took you so long?"

Lin Zhiyan glanced at her with a displeased expression.

She had pulled Lin Ran over to let the people who came to pay their respects know. Her family didn't have no successors, Lu Hengyuan was the eldest grandson of Lu Family.

"I went to the washroom …"

Lin Ran's face was red as she lowered her head and explained softly.

"…"

Lin Zhiyan glared at her fiercely. After pausing for two seconds, he said coldly.

"Stand still."

"Yes."

Lin Ran, who was standing beside her, shifted her gaze to Lin Ange, who was standing beside Lu Yixun.

The unquenchable anger ignited once more, burning every nerve in her body. She wanted to rush forward and strangle her.

However, she didn't dare disobey Lin Zhiyan.

He bit his lips and tried his best to hold it in.

He clenched his hands into fists as a ghastly white color emerged from his joints.

Shortly after.

Ye Xiaochen came over.

Of course, he changed his appearance, and so did A Zuo.

When he entered the mourning hall, he saw Gong Nanling, who was busy answering the greeting.

The corner of Ye Xiaochen's mouth curled up as a glimmer of light flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"That Gong Nanling, he doesn't look too bad."

At the bottom of his heart, he felt jealous for no reason.

Like every sis-con, he was naturally hostile to men who approached his sister.

"Young Master, those two from Jun Family are here."

A Zuo whispered.

"Hmm?"

Ye Xiaochen frowned slightly.

Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang had always been at odds. Except for the occasion where they had to appear together, the two of them rarely shared the same frame.

Who would have thought that they would actually come together to offer their condolences?

Lu Jinhui's reputation was really big?

But they had come together.

Was it for the dead Lu Jinhui or the living Lu Yiyao?

"Heh …"

Ye Xiaochen's lips curled up into a cold smile.

Even though he had an extremely ordinary face, he still attracted quite a few people's attention the moment he entered the mourning hall.

"Who is this person?" Why didn't I recognize him? Do you know him? "

"I don't know him either. He looks familiar …"

"He's probably from somewhere else …"

The people who came to offer their condolences were all influential people in the circle of people with authority in the Yunjing, and most of them were all very familiar with each other.0

Ye Xiaochen's face was a little too unfamiliar.

In the end, Gong Nanling was still young, and not many people were familiar with him. Seeing him, she didn't suspect anything.

Ye Xiaochen walked in, bowed and bowed.

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