Kim Bu-hwan slowly turned his wheelchair, the wheels making a slight friction sound.
When he turned his head, his gaze met that of Qin Shisheng and Lin Zhibai.
Qin Shisheng's sharp eyes were fixed on him, her gaze filled with undisguised contempt.
"Why are you pretending not to know me? I've heard you're doing incredibly well abroad. Apparently, you're a well-known venture capitalist in the Chinese community, and whichever company you invest in, its stock price skyrockets! I was wondering who's behind this kind of scheme." Qin Shisheng's lips curled into a mocking smile.
Then, he continued, "Should I call you Jin Buwei or Jin Buhuan?" As he spoke, Qin Shisheng's eyes grew increasingly ruthless, as if he wanted to see right through Jin Buhuan.
Faced with Qin Shisheng's questioning, Jin Buhuan was not to be outdone and glared back at him fiercely.
"Wasn't her death caused by you?" Jin Buhuan's anger was hard to contain.
Upon hearing this, Qin Shisheng was instantly enraged. He strode forward and kicked Jin Buhuan's wheelchair with a powerful kick.
With a loud bang, the wheelchair lost its balance, and Kim Bu-hwan fell to the ground unprepared.
"Her death is also partly due to your heartless abandonment of her!" Qin Shisheng roared, grabbing Jin Buhuan's collar and raising his fist high, about to smash it down.
At this moment,
More than a dozen bodyguards in black rushed out from behind Kim Bu-hwan.
Qin Shisheng clenched her fists, her eyes glaring at him coldly. "If you're a man, don't be in a wheelchair! Fight me! I'll let you and your bodyguards come at me together!"
However, Jin Buhuan showed no fear whatsoever. He gripped Qin Shisheng's wrist tightly and pulled hard, while staring intently at him with a fierce aura that was in no way inferior to Qin Shisheng's.
Just then,
Wang Yijin carefully carried a bouquet of bright and beautiful sunflowers in both hands as he slowly walked over.
Sunlight fell on the golden petals, as if draping them in a dazzling glow.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Wang Yijin looked surprised, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Qin Shisheng and Jin Buhuan.
"Hey you two, if you want to fight, can't you find somewhere else? There's a fiercely independent woman buried here. Don't you know how to respect her?" Wang Yijin's words were clearly filled with disdain and mockery for the two men's behavior.
Upon hearing this, Qin Shisheng
He slowly pulled his clenched fist back.
Then he turned to Lin Zhibai beside him and whispered, "Go tell the cemetery staff that from now on, no one, whether they are surnamed Jin or Wang, is allowed to step into this cemetery!"
"Okay! Brother Qin! I'll take care of it right away!" Lin Zhibai nodded respectfully and quickly walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.
After Qin Shisheng finished speaking, he glanced at Yao Qian's tombstone.
In the end, he turned around and strode away.
At this moment, Jin Buhuan's subordinates first carefully helped Jin Buhuan up from the ground, and then quickly straightened the wheelchair next to him.
Upon hearing the order Qin Shisheng had just given, Wang Yijin frowned slightly, then gently placed the sunflower in his hand in front of the grave.
He turned around and glared fiercely at Qin Shisheng's receding figure.
He muttered under his breath, "What a pervert! His possessiveness is just too much!"
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yijin turned his head.
Looking at Kim Bu-hwan, who was still sitting in his wheelchair with a sorrowful expression, she couldn't help but complain, "She's already gone, who are you pretending to be for? You didn't cherish her when she was alive; now that she's gone, no matter how sad you are, she can't see it!"
After saying this, Wang Yijin shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked away.
However, after Jin Buhuan heard this, an unexpected scene unfolded.
Jin Buhuan sat steadily in his wheelchair, gripping the handles tightly with both hands, his eyes firm and resolute.
Immediately afterwards, he exerted force, propelling the wheelchair straight toward Wang Yijin.
Amidst the chaos, the wheelchair collided squarely with Wang Yijin.
A loud "bang" was heard, and everyone around was stunned by the sudden change.
Jin Buhuan said expressionlessly, "I'm really sorry! This wheelchair doesn't have eyes!"
However, Wang Yijin showed no sign of anger in the face of such provocation and offense.
Instead, he slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Kim Bu-hwan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an extremely wicked smile.
That smile seemed to contain endless mockery, sending chills down one's spine.
Wang Yijin said in a playful tone, "Why can't I meet a woman who loves me deeply? I'm not the kind of man who would sell his wife, nor would I ever let go of her hand. I will cherish her even more!"
After saying that, he gently shook his head.
Then he turned around and left the scene as if nothing had happened.
Jin Buhuan was left alone, trembling with anger.
Upon hearing these words, Jin Buhuan's previously calm expression instantly turned extremely gloomy, like the oppressive and suffocating sky before a storm.
His eyes widened in anger as he stared intently at Wang Yijin's departing figure, his teeth grinding together.
The next moment, something even more shocking happened—Kim Bu-hwan suddenly stood up from his wheelchair, his movements swift and agile, showing no signs of someone who needed to rely on a wheelchair.
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