The glass of water fell and hit the marble floor with a loud noise.
This made Bai Zhonghui, the current president of Bai Group, who was sitting behind the table, come back to his senses from his shock.
His face was almost ashen. He immediately stood up, grabbed the phone and was about to walk out, but after taking a step, he paused and looked at the live broadcast interface again.
[Fuck, Zhao Jiayuan, you're such a smartass, how could you even say something like that?]
[But it's not impossible. After all, Jiang Mingxi was only three years old at the time, and he survived. So his parents are adults. Is it possible that they are also alive?]
"No, I just have one question. Didn't you see the body? How did you determine Jiang Mingxi was dead?"
Bai Zheming said before that he didn't see the body. It was taken away by the police. It was his uncle and the hotel staff who told him that they were burned to death.
Bai Zheming was too young at the time, so perhaps you didn't dare show him the body?
"So, Uncle is lying? Otherwise, why would he say he's dead when there's clearly someone alive?"
Off screen.
Bai Zhonghui held the phone tightly, staring at the screen without blinking, with a strong murderous intent surging in his eyes.
In the camera.
Live broadcast.
Zhao Jiayuan looked at Bai Zheming after he finished speaking. "Your uncle lied? Didn't you say before that your uncle said the body was taken away by the police? You haven't seen the body, and neither has your uncle?"
After Zhao Jiayuan finished speaking, Zhao Ke snorted coldly, "The current president of Bai Corporation is Bai Zhonghui, right? You said you'd retire this year and go home to take over Bai Corporation, but can you really take over smoothly? Will he just give Bai Corporation to you directly?"
Chen Chong concluded, "That's definitely impossible. If they were willing to give it to him now, he wouldn't have taken that position directly in the first place. There's not even a nominal position for Bai Zheming in the Bai family."
Gao Le looked at this and that, not daring to speak, but felt that he should say something. After all, if he didn't say anything, he would look like a quail.
Taking a deep breath, Gao Le hugged the treasure chest and interrupted, "Doesn't that mean you only receive red wine from the Bai family? You have no actual power? Don't you find this strange?"
"We're filmmakers, and we've read so many scripts, but have you ever seen a family strife and murder of all members?
"Don't tell me, you really believe that there is true love in the world, and that everyone is kind, beautiful, and true?
“Hehehe~”
【Hahahahahahahahaha! 】
[Gao Le, you will be heartbroken! ]
[Damn it, what should I do? I used to think Song Lan was a cyborg, but now Gao Le is also a cyborg!]
[It's over. Human-to-human transmission has occurred.]
[Although, just now I felt a tightness in my chest and was feeling very uncomfortable, but now, I feel like the sadness has been blown away by the fun.]
I just want to know, who determined the body was Jiang Mingxi's? The police? Or someone else?
[No, do they even know this is a livestream? Oh my god, if they're like this, if there really are bad guys out there, wouldn't that be like tipping them off?]
Does Bai Zheming really have no real power in the Bai family?
Zhao Jiayuan raised a question, and Bai Zheming was stunned.
Mom and Dad are still... alive?
I could hear their chattering around me.
My mind is in a mess.
Trying hard to remember that day—
"That day, I was in class at school when my housekeeper suddenly came to pick me up from school and drove straight to Chengdu.
“The road didn’t say what exactly happened.
"It wasn't until I arrived at the hotel and met my uncle that I was told that Mom and Dad..."
Bai Zheming looked at Jiang Mingxi, and seeing his brother standing alive in front of him, he could no longer say that his parents and brother were burned to death.
He breathed out tremblingly and let out a muffled breath.
"When I went there, there was no body at the scene. My uncle told me that the police were investigating the case and had taken the body away."
Song Lan frowned, "You were only eleven or twelve at the time. They didn't tell you the details on the way and suddenly took you away from school, just to show you a crime scene?"
Bai Zheming paused and said, "After leaving the hotel, I was taken to the police station and signed a document."
Song Lan keenly sensed something was wrong, "What did you sign?"
Bai Zheming said, "The words for claiming the body."
Zhao Jiayuan was shocked. "Did you see the body?"
Bai Zheming shook his head.
Zhao Jiayuan was speechless. "You signed it even though you didn't see it?"
Chen Chong said calmly, "We took him over just to get him to sign. He's the only one left in this family. If he signs, it will confirm that the other three are really dead. Even if something is found out, with his own son confirming the identity of the deceased, there will be no doubt.
"Besides, once it's confirmed here that the person is really dead, and it's confirmed by his own son, the company handover can be started."
Zhao Jiayuan glanced at Bai Zheming and asked, "Did you see the body last?"
Bai Zheming shook his head slowly.
Song Lan spoke for him, "When he arrived at the hotel, he must have been devastated by the terrible news. His brain was completely numb. How could he have any thoughts?"
I can't imagine how miserable Bai Zheming must have felt at that time.
[At such a young age, I was taken directly to the scene, saw the horrific burning scene, and then went to the police station to sign to identify the body.]
[I'm afraid they're still trying to protect him by deliberately not letting him see the body, claiming it's to protect his mental health.]
After a moment of silence, Jiang Mingxi suddenly asked, "Who picked you up from school back then?"
Even though his heart was in turmoil and he felt very uncomfortable, Bai Zheming still maintained the gentleness that he only gave to his brother and said, "It's Uncle Zhao."
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