The fat lady who had been so proud just now immediately died down, hunched her neck and greeted Xiao Huai: "Mr. Xiao, have you finished your class? Thank you for your hard work. You still come to teach students in your busy schedule. You are really enthusiastic about public welfare."

Xiao Huai had a cold face and was holding his briefcase with his hands down. He was not at all moved by the aunt's enthusiasm. The people around him who were watching the show immediately dispersed.

"Be careful of the impact of what you say outside," Xiao Huai said to the aunt seriously, "I heard everything you said just now. I hope you won't spread what you heard as the truth."

The aunt shook her legs and said "oh" reluctantly.

Xiao Huai said no more, and didn't even exchange glances with Zhang Moyan. He turned around and left the two of them with a distant back.

Zhang Moyan was grateful to Xiao Huai, but she didn't dare to go up to him and thank him. Because of Xiao Guoxi, Xiao Huai probably found it hard to accept marrying into the Xiao family. Perhaps, as the distant aunt said, he was too angry to speak out because of the pressure from his elders.

"Don't think you're innocent just because someone's backing you up." The old lady still glared at Zhang Moyan unwillingly, her contempt coming from deep within her bones. "I'm not just hearing things from others. Zhang Shunqing clearly wrote in the letter he wrote to Grandpa Guo Tao back then that it was all your mother's fault."

Zhang Moyan was suddenly distracted when she heard Zhang Shunqing's name. Xiao Huai, who had just walked a short distance, suddenly stopped, froze for two seconds, and quickly walked back.

"Say what you just said again." Xiao Huai's expression was a little serious.

The aunt thought that she had provoked Xiao Huai to attack Zhang Moyan, and said angrily: "Oh, can't I just stop talking? Seriously, these days, you can't even speak freely."

Zhang Moyan also felt that they were family after all, so there was no need to make things too awkward, so she tried to smooth things over: "Xiao Huai, forget it."

However, Xiao Huai didn't want to let the aunt go, and reiterated with a stern look: "I asked you to say what you just said again, did you hear me?"

Xiao Huai is the real person in charge of Xiaosheng Group. Most people can't stand his stern expression. The aunt was immediately a little panicked and at a loss. She kept blinking her eyes but couldn't say a word.

Xiao Huai lost his patience: "You just said that Zhang Shunqing's letter clearly stated it. Did Zhang Shunqing write a letter to Grandpa Guo Tao?"

The aunt's fat face suddenly showed a state of being struck by lightning, and her mouth was stuck with the words opened. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she had just realized that she had caused trouble.

Zhang Moyan was surprised: Don’t Xiao Huai and the others know that Zhang Shunqing once wrote a suicide note to Xiao Guotao?

The aunt wanted to hide and eat, but Xiao Huai pressed her hard. He glanced at Zhang Moyan and continued to ask her questions: "You said it was all her mother's fault. Is that what Zhang Shunqing wrote in the letter? Have you read the letter?"

The auntie immediately shook her hands like rattles, and denied it flatly in fear: "I didn't say that, I didn't say that, I didn't say anything! I don't know anything, don't ask me... I still have to go to work, I have things to do, I'm leaving now!"

The aunt stepped back as she spoke, and Xiao Huai's eyes seemed to light up as he stared at her.

"You won't tell me?" Xiao Huai's voice was cold. "Then I'll wait here for you to get off work. After get off work, you can come with me to see Grandpa Guo Tao."

The auntie's legs went weak and she almost stumbled. "Grandpa Guotao? No, I don't want it... Mr. Xiao, please let me go, I beg you, I just said nonsense, it was all nonsense."

It was no use talking nonsense at this point. Her reaction had already proven that she knew about Zhang Shunqing's suicide note, and there was no way Xiao Huai would let her go.

Even Zhang Moyan couldn't ignore this situation at this moment. If Xiao Huai hadn't read his father Zhang Shunqing's suicide note, why did a distant relative of the Xiao family seem to know what was written in the letter?

No matter how much the aunt explained, Xiao Huai still sat down in the waiting area with a stern face and a firm attitude, which showed that his attitude was absolutely as unshakable as Mount Everest.

The aunt was filled with regret and anxiety, and she was on the verge of collapse watching Xiao Huai, who was determined to pursue the truth. She scratched her head for a long time, but knowing that she couldn't escape, she finally decided to give up and walked over to Xiao Huai and confessed: "Mr. Xiao, I haven't read Zhang Shunqing's letter. I... I heard it all from my father-in-law, but he told us to keep this matter confidential. I really spoke too much today!"

Xiao Huai stood up: "Uncle Wei Ji?"

The aunt nodded in despair.

Half an hour later.

Aunt's father-in-law Xiao Weiji was standing in the main hall of the Xiao family's ancestral home.

When Xiao Xingyu was notified by Sun Li and rushed to the main hall, the room was already full of parents sitting there. Xiao Guotao, Xiao Huai's grandmother (Xiao Guoxi's wife), Yan Mei, Xiao Weizhou, Xiao Weijiang, Xiao Weiyu, the eldest aunt and the second aunt were all present. Zhang Moyan stood at the side, and Xiao Weiji was standing in the center of the crowd like a target of public criticism. The scene was even more solemn and murderous than a trial in three courts.

Xiao Xingyu walked to Zhang Moyan without saying a word and hid her behind him. On the way here, Sun Li had already told him the general situation. If this matter went wrong, his wife might be wronged.

Xiao Guotao sat at the head of the group. He glanced at Yan Xiaoxingyu and Zhang Moyan, then turned to talk to Xiao Weiji, who was standing in the center. "Weiji, if I remember correctly, you were the team leader of the Shunqin workshop in your early years, right?"

Xiao Weiji was a thin, honest-looking uncle. He lowered his head, hunched over, and clutched his hands, without making a sound.

Xiao Weiyu slammed the table heavily: "Xiao Weiji, say something! Don't think that nothing will happen if you don't say anything. We can't do anything to you! Do you and your son still want to work at Xiaosheng? I'll call your son and his wife here soon!"

Xiao Weiyu's temper was about to blow the roof off, but Xiao Weiji was still as unmoved as a stone, keeping his mouth shut like an old clam, looking as if he would never say a word.

Yan Mei, who was watching from the side, was extremely anxious. She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and turned her gaze to Xiao Guoxi: "Brother, tell me the truth today, did Zhang Shunqing really write you a letter?"

This question surprised Zhang Moyan. Zhang Shunqing's suicide note was undoubtedly a fact. Could it be that no one else in the Xiao family knew about the letter Xiao Guotao had shown her?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Guotao. The old man's face remained calm. After a long moment, he nodded and said, "Indeed, there is."

Zhang Moyan heard a simultaneous gasp. Old Madam Yan suddenly felt dazed and cried to Xiao Guotao, "What letter? When did it happen? What did he say in the letter?! Brother, why didn't you tell me? You've kept it from me so long!"

Everyone in the main room was silent, with only the sound of Yan Mei venting her tears.

Xiao Guotao pondered for a long time, then slowly took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Yan Mei: "The letter is here." He took a breath and pursed his lips tightly, "This is Zhang Shunqing's last letter."

Yan Mei paused after taking the letter.

Xiao Guotao raised his head and suppressed his grief: "I didn't hide it on purpose, I just felt that it would be better for everyone if they didn't know about it."