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Xu Niannian seemed to have lost her soul. She could already imagine how the people around her would judge her.
There are also Huo Shanzhen and others; I wonder if they will blame Huo Sanbo's death on her.
The only way forward is to get Old Madam Huo to speak up and have the other clansmen help cover up the truth.
Xu Niannian ruffled her hair, removed her makeup, and went to see Old Mrs. Huo looking haggard.
But she was kept outside the door.
The old steward said, "The clansmen who are still awake have already left by carriage. The eldest young master is still helping young master Shanzhen with the funeral arrangements for Master Huo. The old lady is also tired after a long day and is resting now. Miss Niannian, you should go back first!"
Xu Niannian knew that Old Madam Huo was deliberately avoiding her.
She started crying as soon as she stood at the door.
"Grandma... Waaah..."
The old housekeeper said, "The old lady said that how to handle the matter of Master Huo depends on Young Master Shanzhen's wishes. The doctor has also conducted an examination and confirmed that Master Huo died suddenly due to an acute myocardial infarction caused by excessive excitement when you were together. If Young Master Shanzhen is willing to forgive you and not hold you responsible, you can live a good life after leaving the Huo family. If Young Master Shanzhen wants you to be responsible for Master Huo's death, the old lady and the others have no right to interfere."
Xu Niannian's crying stopped abruptly.
Old Mrs. Huo's meaning was clear: she didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.
Xu Niannian deeply regretted that she had given too much of the aphrodisiac.
Huo Qizhen is a person with extremely strong willpower; a normal dose simply wouldn't work, which is why she increased the dosage several times over.
Who would have thought that this would cost Huo Laosan his life?
Although she wished Huo Laosan were dead, she didn't want it to be now.
Even if it's a few days later, it's fine.
Xu Niannian staggered back to her room.
A maid pushed open the door and came in. "Miss Xu, your things are packed. You can leave now."
Miss Xu?
The servants used to call her Miss Niannian.
Where are my aunt and uncle?
"They are all in the bedroom."
Xu Niannian went straight to find Xu Que.
Upon arriving at the bedroom, they discovered that Xu Que had already left with Huo An.
Where did they go?
The servants in the room lowered their heads and said, "Go to Master Huo's place."
Xu Niannian, “…”
The maid said, "Third Master Huo's body has been taken to be bathed, and then it will be sent to the funeral hall."
The maid who had just urged Xu Niannian to leave urged her again.
"Miss Xu, your family has arranged a car to take you back to the Xu family home. Your luggage has already been loaded into the car, and the car you are going to ride in is waiting for you outside."
Old Mrs. Huo was forcing her to leave.
Xu Niannian called Xu Que, but she didn't answer at all.
Xu Niannian had never felt so disheartened.
Ding-dong---
Xu Niannian glanced at it casually and found it was Xu Que's WeChat.
I quickly clicked on it.
I've already had your uncle issue a gag order; your matter won't spread widely.
It won't spread widely, but there will still be discussions within a small circle.
Why can't we completely ban discussion?
[Do you think that's possible? The Huo family members are all incredibly difficult to deal with. This outcome was only possible because your uncle asked your second grandfather for help. Without your second grandfather, Huo Shanzhen would have already taken you to the mourning hall.]
The second old man wasn't doing it for Xu Niannian, but rather to save face for his grand-nephew, Huo Laosan.
In his eyes, Huo Shanzhen was a good boy, and his father's undignified death would make him a target of gossip and judgment.
The Second Master Huo has spoken, and the clansmen should still consider his status.
Although they agreed to let Xu Niannian go, it doesn't mean they'll pretend nothing happened.
Therefore, after seeing Xu Que, many people started to make sarcastic remarks.
Huo An initially tried to offer some advice, but was met with a barrage of angry words from his clansmen, and dared not speak again.
Xu Que was extremely embarrassed.
Huo An had no choice but to let her go back first.
After leaving Huo Shanzhen's house, Xu Que contacted Xu Niannian.
Xu Niannian is on her way back to the Xu family home in a car.
Upon receiving the call, tears streamed down her face.
"aunt......"
Xu Que felt uneasy. "We'll talk about it when we get home."
"good."
Huo Tingzhen also rushed to Huo Shanzhen's house.
She also took the time to report her progress to Jian Yu.
The second patriarch instructed that the third uncle be given some face, and that publicly it should only be described as a heart attack, without mentioning Xu Niannian. The condition was that the Xu family must compensate Huo Shanzhen with 100 million yuan.
Jian Yu felt that the Xu family would not agree.
The Xu family did disagree, so Huo Shanzhen lowered the price to 50 million, but my dad helped reduce it to 20 million. And guess what happened?
The Xu family is stingy and now they're trying to shift the blame.
Huo Tingzhen found chatting with Jian Yu very interesting, just like now, as he was particularly accurate in predicting things.
[Perhaps they felt the video footage was destroyed, leaving no evidence to prove what happened!]
What did Xu Que say?
[The Xu family's actions angered the second patriarch, who almost abandoned the family. It was only after Xu Que discussed the matter with his family that they managed to come up with five million.]
Everyone knows what kind of person Master Huo is; his body has long been ruined by wine and women.
It was only a matter of time before something bad happened.
Being able to pay five million in compensation is already considered a good deal.
Huo Shanzhen complained a few times, then accepted the compensation.
Huo Shanzhen has already hired a lawyer to begin handling his father's estate.
Did the five million yuan in compensation paid by the Xu family really come from the Xu family?
"How could that be? Xu Que transferred it. My dad knows perfectly well."
Is the Xu family completely unafraid of offending the Huo family?
It's not that I'm not afraid, it's that I think with Xu Que around, my dad will help clean up the mess. Even if the clansmen cause trouble, they'll still have to give him some face. But this time, they're not giving my dad face; the Xu family hasn't realized that yet, and they're still clamoring for Huo Shanzhen to apologize on behalf of his father!
The Xu family truly didn't know their own limitations.
At an opportune moment, Huo Qizhen mentioned the crisis facing the Xu family's company.
Within half an hour, many clansmen had secretly sent people to inquire about it.
With the help of the Huo family, the Xu family's company has no chance of turning things around.
Therefore, Huo Qizhen withdrew his men.
Just a few days after Huo San's incident, the Xu family's company vanished into thin air.
Xu Niannian and Xu Zian are doing well; both of them have jobs to do.
The rest of the Xu family were devastated, each of them hugging Xu Que and weeping, "What are we going to do? This villa is all we have left in the family."
Xu Que had no good ideas either, so he could only ask Huo An for help.
Huo An couldn't withdraw money from the company, so the only way he could help was to use his own personal savings.
Huo Yunzhen disagreed.
“My uncles and their family are simply not cut out for business. They are too ambitious and look down on small businesses. They are determined to make a comeback. No matter how much you invest, it will all go down the drain in the end.”
Xu Que: "What should we do? We can't just ignore them!"
Huo Yunzhen said, "Zi'an's performance fee is very high, plus his endorsement fee, he earns a lot of money every year, and his performance fee is also quite high. As long as the two of them are willing to support the family, their grandparents, uncles and aunts will have no problem living. Besides, don't you often help out?"
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