Chapter 18 Today is a good day

Chapter 18 Today is a good day

Anjing covered her face, her carefully drawn eyeliner revealing shock followed by overwhelming rage in her eyes.

"I didn't take your money! Don't try to frame me!"

Trying to reason with this kind of person is a complete waste of breath.

Without saying a word, Yun Yang grabbed the bed sheet next to her.

Before An Jing could react, Yun Yang covered her head and face with a bed sheet!

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Quietly, she struggled violently, uttering incoherent curses.

Yun Yang didn't give her a chance at all. Her hands moved quickly, and in no time, she tied her up tightly with the bed sheet.

"If you shout again, I'll throw you out the window right now." Yun Yang's voice was cold.

The silent struggle stopped instantly.

Yunyang walked straight to the quiet wardrobe and pulled open the door.

Without any hesitation, he pulled out the clothes one by one, threw them on the ground, and carefully inspected every pocket.

No.

She opened the quiet suitcase again, which was empty except for a few changes of underwear and cosmetics.

Forget about 10,000 yuan in cash, we didn't even find a hair.

Yun Yang's brows furrowed even more.

She straightened up and her gaze fell on Anjing, who was tied to the chair and could only stare at her with her eyes.

And cell phones.

Yunyang walked over and took out her phone from Anjing's coat pocket.

She held her phone and waved it in front of the motionless silence.

"password."

Anjing turned her head to the side, looking like she would rather die than submit.

Yun Yang wasn't annoyed. She grabbed An Jing's hand and unlocked the door with her fingerprint.

She opened WeChat, Alipay, and the apps of various banks.

I read it through carefully.

In the end, nothing was gained.

Anjing watched Yunyang's increasingly unpleasant expression, her eyes filled with mockery and smugness.

As if showing off, he squeezed out a distorted sound from his throat.

"Don't waste your energy."

"I gave all my money to my boyfriend."

“He’s so good to me. He waits for my salary every month. He keeps my salary card.”

His quiet tone carried a morbid boastfulness and pride, as if he had found some incredible backer.

Yun Yang was so angry at her ridiculously stupid logic that she almost laughed.

This is the kind of person who gets sold out and still helps count the money.

The quiet phone screen suddenly lit up.

A new message popped up.

The sender is [Gujiro].

Yun Yang's gaze was instantly drawn to it.

[My husband is going to my father's funeral tomorrow, and Yunyang will be going with him. Please keep an eye on her.]

funeral?

Yun Yang stared at the message, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Her fingers slid slowly across the screen, as if browsing something, but her gaze was unfathomable.

An interesting idea quickly took shape in her mind.

She opened her phone settings and did a series of operations.

After doing all that, I tossed the phone back at Anjing, then washed up and went to sleep.

Anjing was finally released the next day.

...

Yunyang sat in a black Rolls-Royce.

This was the first time she had left Xiaoyuan since arriving here.

The scenery outside the car window rushed past, and the oppressive manor gradually disappeared from view.

Yun Yang felt a long-lost sense of excitement.

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

Even through the thin fabric, you could feel the banknotes wrapped around your waist.

That was all her savings.

An idea popped into my head uncontrollably.

Or should we run?

There are more people who want to kill Fu Xiaoting than ants. There aren't many like Brother Ji's father. If it weren't for Brother Ji, he wouldn't have left Xiaoyuan so easily.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If we don't run now, when will we?!

But this thought lasted for less than three minutes.

After the car left the manor gate, it did not enter the bustling city center, but instead turned onto a secluded mountain road.

Looking out the window, all I could see were endless barren mountains, not a single house in sight.

How am I supposed to run?

Running away would probably just mean feeding the wolves.

The glimmer of hope that Yunyang had just begun to have was instantly extinguished.

She silently leaned back in her chair, her heart sinking.

Sitting opposite her was Fu Xiaoting, who wore a well-tailored black handmade suit, which made his face look even paler and his expression cold.

He noticed that Yun Yang had been touching her lower abdomen.

Yun Yang immediately heard his untimely inner monologue.

Is there something in Xiao Yun's belly?

[Could she have a child? Whose child is it?]

Hahahaha!

Yun Yang silently lowered her hand from her lower abdomen.

She rolled her eyes inwardly.

ill.

The convoy drove for nearly an hour on the mountain road before finally stopping in front of a private cemetery located halfway up the mountain.

The funeral service has begun.

The atmosphere at the scene was so solemn it was almost freezing.

All the core members of Xiaoyuan were dressed in black and stood in a row with sorrowful expressions.

Juchiro stood at the front, his eyes bloodshot. His usual shrewd and powerful aura had vanished, leaving only a haggard and sorrowful expression on his face.

Yunyang had never seen a funeral like this before.

A man dressed in a black robe, resembling a priest, solemnly took out a dazzling diamond necklace from a velvet box.

Then, he personally put it around Giulio's neck.

Giukiro reached out and trembled as he touched the diamond on his chest, as if he were touching some rare treasure.

"dad……"

He choked up and, like a child, burst into tears.

Yun Yang looked at the necklace and felt inexplicably that it looked familiar.

She looked down at her neck.

Is it the same style as the one Fu Xiaoting casually tossed to her?

Isn't this what Fu Xiaoting's mother left behind?

What a coincidence!

Could it be that Xiaoting's mother and Ji Ge's father have a past?

So that's why Brother Ji was so excited that day?

Just then, Fu Xiaoting's electric wheelchair slowly moved forward, and Yun Yang quickly followed.

Fu Xiaoting lowered his eyes slightly, and the just-right sorrow on his face blended perfectly into the atmosphere of the scene.

Yun Yang stood behind him, but heard completely different thoughts.

Ugh, this is so boring. When will we eat?

Who exactly is Brother Ji's dad? Never mind, it doesn't matter.

I wonder how good the food will be today. I'm craving braised pork knuckle, salt and pepper shrimp, cumin lamb...

Yun Yang: "..."

hehe.

The boss is like a jellyfish.

Brainless but toxic.

Guchiro began delivering the eulogy.

Recalling her father's life, her voice choked with emotion several times, overwhelmed with grief.

Everyone present was deeply moved, and several core members secretly wiped away tears.

Even Fu Xiaoting, who had been rambling on and on just now, had changed his mind.

[Brother Ji, don't cry, don't cry. Tears are pearls, but if you cry too much, you'll turn into a pig, boohoo...]

The entire cemetery was immersed in a profound sadness.

Finally, Giulio's eulogy came to an end.

He mustered all his strength and cried out towards the tombstone.

"Father! Rest in peace!"

The entire hall fell into the deepest, most sorrowful silence.

Just then—

"Today is a good day~ Everything I wish for will come true~"

A joyous, loud cell phone ringtone, turned up to the maximum volume, suddenly rang throughout the entire mourning hall without warning!

That high-pitched and melodious singing voice was so powerful it practically blew the top of your head off!

Everyone, including Jujiro who was crying uncontrollably and Fu Xiaoting who was mentally ordering food, seemed to be frozen in place.

Everyone turned their heads abruptly.

Dozens of sharp, piercing gazes simultaneously focused on the source of the sound—

Standing at the end of the line, An Jing's face was ashen.