The most terrifying thing is a suona that suddenly sounds; whoever it blows will die.

Wang Peng stood by the window, staring intently at the mourning hall across the street, where several men in black were bowing in mourning.

He looked at it again and again, confirming that the person being bowed in mourning was Huang Ran.

"It's quite sudden. Huang Ran was alive and kicking just yesterday. How could he suddenly be dead?"

Wang Peng was completely baffled.

Suddenly, he thought of Wang Cheng, who was about to rise to power, and couldn't help but frown.

The bedroom door opened, and Li Mengjiao brought out a bowl of porridge. "Honey, would you like some eight-treasure porridge?"

The word "husband" sent chills down his spine. After a moment, he took the bowl of porridge from the woman's hands.

Take a sip of the porridge and scoop up some jujubes with a spoon.

Just as he was about to eat the date, he suddenly remembered something and put the spoon to Li Mengjiao's lips again.

"Hehe." Li Mengjiao ate the jujube and said softly, "So you still remember that I like to eat jujubes."

"Of course I remember," Wang Peng said. "I told you many times when we were in school that candied dates are preserved with saccharin, but you just wouldn't listen."

Li Mengjiao smiled and said, "Mmm, the dates are very sweet, I like them."

Wang Peng shook his head. "Where did Mingzhu go? Is it just the two of us at home?"

Li Mengjiao chuckled, "You must want to know the cause of Huang Ran's death, do you want to hear it?"

Wang Peng nodded, drinking his eight-treasure porridge while listening to her tell her story.

After a long while, he frowned.

There are countless traffic accidents in which people stick their heads out of car windows while traveling at high speeds, resulting in their heads being hit and broken off.

If the deceased wasn't Huang Ran, and if the driver wasn't Wang Cheng, he would have simply dismissed it as an accident.

However, he dared not consider Huang Ran's death as an accident and had to consider Wang Cheng's case as a conspiracy.

Li Mengjiao said, "Both the criminal police and the traffic police determined it to be an accident because neither the van driver nor Wang Cheng changed lanes."

"The van driver sped up to overtake, Huang Ran opened the window and vomited, then the van hit him and knocked off his head."

"The deceased's family has accepted the police's handling of the matter. Huang Ran's head has been sewn up, and the funeral is being held."

After Li Mengjiao finished speaking in one breath, she asked softly, "After you finish your eight-treasure porridge, shall we see Huang Ran off?"

"Okay." Wang Peng nodded. Since they lived in the same neighborhood, it was necessary to go and pay his respects.

"Ah—" Li Mengjiao opened her mouth and pointed to the jujubes in the porridge.

Wang Peng fed her dates, saying helplessly, "You're a millionaire, why are you acting like a child?"

Li Mengjiao said, "Mingzhu's painting participated in the Qi Baishi Cup National Finals, and his whole family went to Beijing."

"Honey, I'm going back to England the day after tomorrow. I want to give Bu Hui a little brother."

"Cough..." Wang Peng turned his head and spat out the eight-treasure porridge, clutching his chest and coughing incessantly.

He stopped coughing. "Sister, are you addicted to raising children? Bu Hui is only one year old."

Li Mengjiao rolled her eyes. "This trip back to England will take a long time, at least two or three months."

Wang Peng scratched his head. "Business matters? Are they serious?"

“It’s not serious,” Li Mengjiao said. “Durex is competing with me for the Ukrainian market, so I need to go back to headquarters to stabilize the situation.”

“No need to work so hard,” Wang Peng said. “Once I’ve earned a billion, I’ll keep one hundred million and split the rest between the two of you.”

"Oh my," Li Mengjiao laughed, "Honey, a billion yuan would make you stop striving?"

Wang Peng nodded, saying that earning ten small goals would be enough to consider retirement.

If you were busy your whole life in your past life, you should enjoy life in this life. The prerequisite for being able to relax and enjoy life is financial freedom.

Li Mengjiao said, "Come with me to the Real Estate Administration Bureau, and I'll give you the second store. I want my brother's 10% stake."

"Honey, no matter how big my brother gets, I want 10% of his wealth. This is my living allowance."

“No problem,” Wang Peng said. “I just told you that in the future, the money I earn will be split equally between the two of you.”

After finishing his eight-treasure porridge, he went to the bathroom to take a shower and changed into a gray suit.

He took Li Mengjiao out to buy some yellow paper outside the community to pay their respects at Huang Ran's funeral.

The person in charge took the yellow paper from him and shouted loudly, "A guest has arrived. Family members, please pay your respects."

As the suona horn sounded, Wang Peng and Li Mengjiao entered the mourning hall and bowed three times to Huang Ran's portrait.

Looking at the person in the photo, he felt a lot of emotions; the two had never been friends.

However, respect for the dead is paramount.

Hu Qing, dressed in a black suit and adorned with white paper flowers, was helped out of the mourning hall by Wang Cheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang." Hu Qing shed tears.

"Please accept my condolences," Wang Peng said. "Do you have enough money at home? I can pay off the debts ahead of schedule."

"Boss Wang, we shouldn't talk about money at a funeral." Hu Qing shook her head and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

Wang Peng observed that Wang Cheng's blatant appearance at Huang Ran's funeral was tantamount to publicly acknowledging his relationship with Hu Qing.

Huang Yueling was not present in the mourning hall, indicating that Hu Qing did not favor Huang Ran's illegitimate daughter.

"Xiao Cheng, help me entertain President Wang." Hu Qing wiped away her tears, turned around, and walked into the mourning hall.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Mengjiao, it's been a long time. Do you still remember me?"

Li Mengjiao didn't shake his hand, making no attempt to hide the disgust in her eyes. "I remember, it's been a long time."

They were all in high school in Ping'an County when Li Longfei's video arcade was reported, and Wang Cheng was partly responsible for that.

Wang Cheng looked at Wang Peng and said softly, "Brother, having too many women isn't a good thing, is it?"

Wang Peng patted him on the shoulder, "Comrade Wang Cheng, live your life well and don't worry about me."

Li Mengjiao chuckled lightly, "Wang Cheng, it's even worse to seduce someone else's wife, isn't it?"

"Heh." A ruthless glint flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes.

He said with a smile, "Hu Qing and I are mutually in love, there is no question of one of us seducing the other."

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