Chapter 176 Destiny
The glow of the setting sun gradually disappeared below the mountain.
The food at home was heated up again and again, and two sets of bowls and chopsticks were neatly placed on the table. It was not difficult to guess that there should be two owners in this house.
A pitch-black kitten huddled in the corner, listlessly nibbling at its cat food.
At this time, there was only one owner at the table. The other owner had not returned for many days. I don’t know if this was the reason, but the kitten didn’t eat much.
The afterglow is about to fade away, and the shadow of the bright moon hangs faintly in the sky.
"Aunt Liu." The person sitting alone at the table opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.
As soon as she finished speaking, the light was turned on.
When there is a funeral in the family, according to the local custom, lights must be lit from six o'clock in the evening until the seventh day.
"Don't worry, I know." The cook wiped her red eyes and choked up at the untouched dinner on the table. "Please eat something, at least. You haven't eaten for several meals. Tomorrow...tomorrow will be busy."
As she was talking, the aunt started to cry first. She was so old that she could hardly hold back her tears.
The aunt wiped her tears and walked to the memorial table at home. The incense in the ash burner was almost burned out, but the incense could not be interrupted, so the aunt immediately lit a new one.
Behind the incense burner was a photo frame. The woman in the photo was smiling like a flower, but the vibrant colors had now turned into a dead black and white...
What a nice person...
Aunt Liu wiped the portrait carefully. The lady was a very gentle person, and she and the young lady were a perfect match, but God was blind.
When she finished clearing the table, she found that the people at the table still hadn't eaten, so she could only persuade them again.
"You should at least eat something. Tomorrow is the seventh day since Madam's death. The elders say that on the seventh day, the soul of the deceased will return home. If the family is not doing well, the soul will be restless and unable to reincarnate."
Maybe this sentence worked.
Aunt Liu, who had been trying to persuade her for a long time without any effect, suddenly saw her young lady miraculously pick up her chopsticks and mechanically put some rice into her mouth. Although she didn't eat much, at least she filled her stomach.
Aunt Liu didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but felt her heart aching even more.
She looked at the young lady's cold and clear profile. Normally, the young lady was not a person who liked to laugh, but she had never been like this... like a shaky summer doll with an expressionless face.
She and the old man were both very worried. If the young lady broke down and cried, they would feel relieved. But if they kept it in their hearts, the tight rope seemed like it would break at any time.
The old man said that we must pay attention to it after the funeral. If it really doesn't work, just tie the young lady back to the old house. The old man will personally accompany his granddaughter to get through this. This is also good.
After eating a little, Ning Hanqi put down his chopsticks, and Aunt Liu cleared the dishes on the table and took them back to the kitchen.
"Senior..."
As if sensing something, Ning Hanqi suddenly stood up hurriedly and opened the door, but there was nothing outside. The person holding the door handle stood there in a daze. His empty heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.
It has been six days since his wife left. It is impossible for her to come back... What is she still dreaming about?
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Boom!
It hadn't been sunny in H City for many days in September. The sky was so gloomy that it seemed like it was about to fall, and lightning was faintly visible in the dark clouds.
After the continuous thunder, the heavy rain blurred the pedestrians' vision. Inside the funeral home in H City, countless vehicles came and went, and people in solemn clothes walked in holding black umbrellas.
"Mr. Ning, I express my condolences."
"I am sorry for your loss……"
People come and go, and the depressing black and glaring white become the main colors of the mourning hall. Some people have mournful expressions, as if the deceased is their friend, but in fact, how could this deceased person know them?
The reason so many people came to the funeral was entirely because of her identity, or to be more precise, her wife's identity - Ning Hanqi, the real person in charge of the Ning Group.
It was not the deceased's wife who issued the obituary and held the grand funeral.
"As expected of President Ning, he is as heartless as the rumors say. He didn't even shed a tear when his wife died. Maybe he's just putting on an act. After all, he's helping the Ning family ward off disaster." Looking at the beautiful and extraordinary woman from afar, a man in a black suit in the corner laughed sarcastically.
"No way, you're still holding onto that idea?" The person standing next to him lowered his voice and laughed, "We've all been saying behind her back that President Ning is now the legitimate Black Widow!"
"Black Widow? You're so mean." The man who spoke first was so hurt he couldn't hold back his laughter. "The one in the coffin is so unlucky. Maybe his wife's aura killed him! Oh well, in the end, my mother is still the closest. At least she can cry for herself at the funeral."
The middle-aged woman who cried the most beside the coffin at the funeral was the biological mother of the deceased. She almost fainted from crying several times, and the men present were all moved by what they saw.
Isn’t it one of the saddest things in the world when the elderly die before the young?
"Brother, it's too early for you to say that." The man next to him shook his head mysteriously.
"What's going on here? I'd like to hear the details."
"It's not that serious, is it? They are my biological parents. Didn't Madam Ning help me when she was alive?"
"What's there to help with? Her biological parents almost sold her to Mr. Huang, the real estate boss, as his second wife. He's the same Mr. Huang with a bit of a quirk that you think of. I'm afraid my daughter wants to break off all ties with him. What the hell is there to help with?" The man was so excited that he even spoke a little bit of his hometown dialect.
"That said, Madam Ning is truly pathetic. She was exploited by everyone when she was alive, and even after death, she can't rest in peace. Her parents are trying to squeeze every last bit of value out of her corpse... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, how pathetic! If she still had a complete corpse, she'd probably be so angry she'd open her eyes."
"Don't say that casually. I'm most afraid of this!"
"Look how cowardly you are! Afraid of ghosts? Where can ghosts come from in broad daylight? Even if this Madam Ning really turned into a fierce ghost and came back to take my life, she would go after her wife and parents. What does it have to do with you?"
"Alas, I encountered some things when I was a child. Now I hate this the most. Hiss... let's not talk about this anymore. I keep feeling a chill on the back of my neck, as if my cervical spondylosis is about to come back..."
Not all the people in the mourning hall came there sincerely. There were countless people who wanted to watch the fun behind the scenes. They sneered and mocked, and perhaps uttered the most vicious curses in their hearts. They said they were afraid of ghosts, but in fact, they all looked like evil spirits in human faces.
But they didn't dare show it in public. When they went to see Ning Hanqi, their faces were so sad as if their wives had died. Even the face-changing in magic tricks was not as exciting as theirs.
"Mr. Ning, we are sorry to hear the sad news. Please accept our condolences." A middle-aged man in a suit came to the mourning hall surrounded by bodyguards and said to Ning Hanqi with a mournful look.
"I've heard some things too. Those people are so audacious! Even though my old man has retired from that place, he still has some connections. If you need any help, I, Old Zheng, will definitely help!"
"Thank you." Ning Hanqi nodded, his expression revealing nothing.
The man who called himself Lao Zheng lit three incense sticks for Madam Ning according to the procedure, then stepped aside. Out of Ning Hanqi's sight, his face suddenly darkened.
"Boss Zheng, you really need the old man's help..."
"How is that possible? Have you forgotten who Ning Hanqi's grandfather is? How could she need help from my old man? Just be polite and courteous." President Zheng scolded the secretary beside him in a low voice. Besides, the Zheng and Ning families were enemies, so how could they need help from their enemies?
The reason he came this time was, on the one hand, to see how the two old vampires from the Xia family would disgust Ning Hanqi. Anyway, as long as Ning Hanqi was disgusted, he would open champagne to celebrate!
On the other hand... he wants to see who will put the blame on him!
Just a few days ago, an extremely serious intentional homicide case occurred in H City.
A group of thugs deliberately rammed a woman's car on a mountain road, sending her and her car tumbling off a cliff. As if that weren't enough, the car had been planted with a bomb, and it exploded the moment it hit the ground! Flames shot up into the sky, a terrifying sight.
The result is predictable. There was not even a complete body left in the car. The police compared the broken bones they found with the DNA of Mrs. Ning's parents, and confirmed that the owner of the bones was their biological daughter, Xia Yingnuan.
Xia Yingnuan usually keeps a low profile and rarely appears except on important occasions. This is obviously a murder case. How could she, who has always been kind to others, provoke such a ferocious gangster?
As the police investigated further, they found out some things.
It turned out that the car Xia Yingnuan was driving that day was not her own, but was borrowed by Ning Hanshu, the second son of the Ning family.
Speaking of the second child of the Ning family, Ning Hanqi's second sister is also a figure. If anyone in the entire South China wants to do something illegal or criminal, the person they fear most is seeing her.
She was a police officer with an upright character, and because of this she had offended many people from the underworld. It was initially inferred that the people who were chasing Xia Yingnuan on the mountain road at that time were the remnants of several criminal forces that Ning Hanshu had previously cracked down on.
They probably wanted to kill Ning Hanshu, but they never expected that the person driving the car that day was Ning Hanqi's wife, so they killed the wrong person.
The unfortunate Xia Yingnuan had taken the blame for her sister-in-law, leaving her body dismembered. Originally, this theory made the most sense, but someone suggested it might be connected to Ning Hanqi's enemies, pointing the finger directly at Old Zheng. As a result, he had even been investigated several times by the Ning family's second son! What bad luck!
Even the old man of the Ning family, who was enjoying his retirement, was so angry that he took action himself. In order to prove his innocence, he pretended to be someone else's grandson and put on a smiling face for several days. The people in H City were very well-behaved these days, and no one dared to approach the Ning family.
Of course, if there is no one, their in-laws must be excluded.
Perhaps it was because Ning Hanqi had been too good to them over the years, which made them lose their minds and cause such trouble. They hosted the funeral and invited the guests. Half of the people in the entire mourning hall were rivals of the Ning family. This was not a funeral at all, it was clearly disgusting!
Suddenly, a man in a suit and tie, holding a briefcase and an umbrella, hurried in. As a good friend of Xia Yingnuan, Qian Youyu wiped his red and swollen eyes and hurried to meet him. He talked to the man for a few words, and then took the man to see Ning Hanqi.
"Mr. Ning, this is Nuannuan's lawyer, here to announce Nuannuan's living will."
Will? !!!
These two words instantly made the entire mourning hall quiet.
For the other two people, the word "will" was like a bolt from the blue!
"What will! How could there be a will!" Mrs. Xia didn't believe it, her voice so sharp that it almost split her legs.
The couple, who had been calculating so much, were almost dumbfounded. They had never imagined that the nagging girl would actually make a will! How could she, at such a young age, make a will?
will?
Ning Hanqi's expression was a little broken, and her mental state, which she had been trying to maintain, was shaky.
"This is the will that Nuannuan made with Lawyer Li three months ago, accompanied by me. It's valid and protected by law. Perhaps..." Qian Youyu sneered at the two people who were beginning to tear apart her image as a loving mother and father. "Maybe she knows the true character of some people and is afraid that her family will be bullied after her death."
Parents and wife are all family members, but in Qian Youyu's words, it is obvious that Xia Yingnuan only regarded his wife as family member during her lifetime. The reason is simple: her parents, who were blinded by interests, have disappointed her so much that she is no longer willing to regard them as family members.
"Impossible! My daughter is so young, how could she possibly think of making a will? Did you trick her?" The two people, who had been crying for several days, had never expected their daughter to actually make a will before her death! They knew what good things they had done in the past, and they also understood that if their daughter made a will, the things they wanted would probably be gone.
Those who know Xia Yingnuan know that she is a cheerful person by nature, not pessimistic or negative, and does not have any incurable disease. She is only 23 years old this year. Under normal circumstances, who would make a will for themselves?
It was only three months ago, and the time was too close and too coincidental, which made people think in this direction - for example, Xia Yingnuan knew that she might be killed, so she arranged her own funeral in advance?
It's not impossible.
What was Nuannuan thinking as she wrote her will? What did she know? Ning Hanqi felt her vision darken, and the mystery behind her grew deeper and deeper. How could she avenge Nuannuan?
But the only person who knew the truth has also fallen asleep, and the secret was taken into the coffin with her...at least that's what all the living people present thought.
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