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Jingshen Lane.

Shouzhuo Studio.

Today it is officially open to important figures from all over the world.

"Mrs. He, please accept my condolences."

Even the transformed Xiang Shang changed his unconventional style, removing his bright red lipstick, tying up his long hair, and adopting a sophisticated dark suit that was both appropriate and dignified, blending into the environment and expressing respect and remembrance for the deceased.

Even though his brother Xiaoye was also there, he didn't even glance at him when he passed by, completely different from how he was at the dinner last night.

This can be seen.

This young master Xiang experienced a profound awakening after suffering a major setback, rather than going mad.

The family members were all present and numerous.

Even the notorious playboy Ho Kai-yeung didn't dare to be late or absent today.

"Thank you for coming all this way. It must have been hard work."

Mrs. Ho wore a plain-colored suit made of matte fabric, without any jewelry. If meeting an old friend in a foreign land is one of the four great joys in life, then the death of a child by a parent must be one of the greatest sorrows in life. At such a moment, it is certainly impossible to compete for attention.

"Of course, my parents asked me to convey their wishes that Mrs. Ho and everyone else take good care of themselves."

That's perfectly normal.

Mrs. He nodded.

The eldest son, He Hongtu, spoke up, "Please take a seat."

At the funeral, the order of attendance was not based on social standing, and He Yihui, the youngest daughter, stood quietly in the back row.

“On behalf of the entire Xian family, Mr. Xian Jingyao of Malacia has come to see Miss He off.”

"Lim Chong An, the eldest son of the Singapore Lim family, expressed his condolences to Ms. Ho."

"Kurosawa Ryuichi, Chairman of the Kurosawa Group of Japan, deeply mourns the passing of Ms. Ho."

"The Sura family of Southeast Asia..."

"Administrative representatives of special border regions in several Southeast Asian countries..."

"Representatives of international cruise gambling ship owners..."

One after another, arrogant forces arrived, representing half of Asia's gambling industry. Perhaps this is a case of a lean camel being bigger than a horse?
"Heh, if you didn't know better, you'd think we were holding a funeral for Zhong Xiaoye today."

Watching those guys go through the motions of offering sacrifices before rushing towards Zhong Xiaoye, He Qiyang, dressed in a Western-style suit, had a cold glint in his eyes.

Obvious.

The Ho family is divided on the attitude of this "King of Macau".

"Shut up."

Hearing her son's mutterings, the third wife, who had been handling the funeral arrangements with great care, immediately turned around and quietly scolded him.

He Qiyang was unconvinced and continued to mutter, "He reaps what he sows; he certainly won't be able to keep this up for long."

The third wife was furious, her eyes growing even sharper.

That brat, it's fine to complain, but doesn't he know what kind of occasion this is?
It wasn't until He Yihui, who was standing next to He Qiyang, gently nudged her younger brother with her elbow that the womanizing He Qiyang reluctantly shut up.

The third wife gave her a look that said, "I'll deal with you later," then turned back to continue helping Mrs. Ho thank the guests.

"Sister, am I wrong? This Zhong Xiaoye is getting more and more arrogant. Today is the He family's turn to host, but look at him, he acts like he's the main character. Sister, should I find someone to take care of him?"

A murderous glint flashed in He Qiyang's eyes; it didn't seem like a joke.

As the youngest member of the family, although they were not born to the same mother, he was closest to He Yihui.

Do you think this will solve the problem?

He Yihui remained calm and composed, showing no sign that her car had been bombed the previous night.

"Otherwise what? I can definitely do it cleanly and neatly, and no one will find out. Anyway, this guy has countless enemies, and there are countless people who want him dead."

"He is dead, but another Hydra or Hydra will take his place, perhaps even more powerful than him, just as he was to Glorious."

He Yihui did not put on airs as an older sister, nor did she criticize or berate her; instead, she stated the objective facts and reasoning.

He Qiyang stopped arguing, and the surging murderous intent in his eyes turned into clear worry. He still spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Sister, Zhong Xiaoye is extremely ambitious. If we let him continue like this, I'm afraid he will be unable to control himself. I have a good eye for people. If we give him the chance, he will definitely not show any mercy to us."

He Yihui glanced at him.

Ok.

That's a very accurate assessment.

Let's not talk about the future.

Now this nine-headed bird is showing no mercy.

"Just live your own life well, you don't need to worry about these things."

Upon hearing this, He Qiyang immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, "How can you say that? Am I not a member of the He family? If anything happens to the He family, how can I possibly live well?"

Rough words are not rough.

He Yihui's lips twitched, but she suppressed it. She looked expressionlessly at another guest who entered the mourning hall and said calmly, "Don't worry, the He family won't fall."

Not everyone is willing to make a big fuss.

Some guests chose to enter anonymously, keeping a very low profile.

This guest, wearing a white flower on his chest, was just like that. There were no luxury cars honking their horns, nor were there any entourages. But the moment he slowly entered the room, Zhong Xiaoye, who was being fawned over by everyone, immediately stopped exchanging pleasantries with the bigwigs. He subconsciously raised his leg to go forward to greet him, but considering his position, he put his foot down again, restraining himself and not trying to steal the spotlight.

Offering incense.

bow.

Silence.

Heading towards the family quarters.

Mrs. He spoke first, with a slight wry smile, "Mr. Song is very kind."

Song Chaoge seemed to have forgotten the previous defeat, saying, "The dead are gone, why grieve so much?"

His defeat here last time was inextricably linked to the He family. Although everyone is supposed to look out for themselves, the grudges still exist. So, Song Shao's personal presence here this time can be seen as repaying evil with kindness to some extent.

He Tai nodded slightly. "People experience sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, just as the moon waxes and wanes. Nothing in this world is ever perfect. There has been a death in the family, and the proper etiquette has been inadequate. I hope Mr. Song will forgive me."

Song Chaoge nodded, then looked around at the He family as a greeting, before turning away.

"Mr. Song."

Seeing that the other party had completed the process, Zhong Xiaoye could no longer hold back, apologized, and left the "encirclement" to greet Song Chaoge.

Because he missed the main event last night, he went to Black Sand Beach for a meal at a roadside stall and didn't reveal his identity. As a result, the big shots who were left behind were curiously and secretly observing him, wondering who Young Master Song was.

Song Chaoge did not avoid suspicion and allowed Zhong Xiaoye to approach.

"Mr. Song, everything's arranged. Once this is over, we'll all go play a few rounds together."

This time, Song Chaoge did not refuse. He glanced at the various forces that encompassed half of the Asian gambling industry.

"With so many professional experts, how could I, an amateur, possibly teach a fish to swim?"

"How could that be? I've long heard of Mr. Song's extraordinary gambling skills and have admired him for a long time. Mr. Song didn't come last night, so I must do him the honor of coming this time."

As the saying goes...

You can't hit someone who's smiling.

The other party was so obsequious that it was difficult to refuse their hospitality.

"Row."

Seeing Song Chaoge nod, Zhong Xiaoye couldn't contain his joy and his face lit up with happiness, forgetting for a moment the occasion he was in.

"Look, its tail is wagging like a dog seeing a bone."

He Qiyang despised and scorned it.

People are not excited by things they disdain.

The fact that the youngest member of the family, Mr. He, behaved in this way undoubtedly indicates that he has a strong sense of crisis.

"Song Chaoge failed to seize our gambling license last time. Will he use Zhong Xiaoye to make a comeback?" A playboy may be playboy, but that doesn't mean he only cares about sensual pleasures.

As he said.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.

There are too many examples to count of families whose fortunes have turned out so tragically after their families fell into poverty.

This time, He Yihui did not answer; it was his second sister, who was a seat away, who answered him.

"Rob? How? Are they coming to rob us?"

He Qiyang's emotions froze. Although he, like his former fourth sister, did not pay attention to family disputes, he was also aware that the miscellaneous bird who had gradually forgotten his own surname was closest to his second sister.

He tried to hold back, but couldn't. So he took this opportunity to say all the things he had been holding in his heart in front of his elder sister's spirit tablet: "I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, but I'm afraid of thieves eyeing me. Song Chaoge's visit to Haojiang this time was definitely not for good purposes. Moreover, people always strive for higher positions. If I were Zhong Xiaoye, I would also do my best to curry favor with him."

Even among siblings, there are degrees of closeness and distance.

He Qiyang's attitude towards his second sister, He Junru, was clearly different from that towards He Yihui.

Can understand.

How many years has He Yicai been involved in the family business?
He Junru was given special training more than 20 years ago. She was busy in the business world and had no time to strengthen her relationship with her brothers and sisters.

"so what."

He Junru said, seemingly oblivious to Zhong Xiaoye's fawning behavior, "Is there no law anymore?"

Taking advantage of his presence at his eldest sister's funeral, He Qiyang became quite audacious, saying, "The law? If they had such intentions, they could come up with a million ways to seize it by trickery and force. Second sister, don't forget who Song Chaoge is. Since he can't get it through legal channels, do you think he'll stick to the rules?"

True wisdom appears as foolishness, and true foolishness appears as wisdom.

Who says playboys are all women-obsessed idiots?

Even though they hadn't had much contact, they had a very clear understanding of Young Master Song's character. If Young Master Song's "partners" heard this, they would probably applaud Young Master He's insightful remarks.

This is not.

Standing next to He Qiyang, He Yihui remained silent, seemingly agreeing with her brother's point of view.

"If anyone's going to steal, it shouldn't be from us."

Those who achieve legendary status are not easily influenced by the will of others. He Junru, who rose to prominence as an adult and was hailed as the successor to the gambling king, remained unmoved by her younger brother's alarmist words and calmly said:
“Song Chaoge’s last defeat was because someone sabotaged him and stole his card. He just didn’t get what he wanted; he didn’t actually suffer any loss. But we, on the other hand, truly lost our cards and were the real victims. If he’s resentful, what reason would he have to target us victims instead of the one who took what he wanted?”

He Qiyang was speechless for a moment, and involuntarily glanced at his fourth sister next to him.

The interests of the community are sometimes not aligned with the interests of an individual.

Indeed.

In the battle to reclaim their three gambling licenses after they expired, the family lost half of their licenses, but it helped their fourth sister step onto the stage.

Otherwise, Fourth Sister would still be a marginal figure in the family, just like him.

of course.

For the second sister, that gambling license battle was a devastating loss.

Therefore, this topic was too complicated and not meant for outsiders, so He Qiyang didn't dare to speak recklessly for the time being.

Am I right?

He Junru asked.

It's unclear whether she was asking her younger brother, He Qiyang, or her younger sister, He Yihui, who was closer to her.

"Mr. Bai from Xinghui Group has arrived."

Language has karma.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

That's right.

It means that if you speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Bai Haoran wasn't the only one entering the mourning hall; Boss Jiang, who had also chosen to live in anonymity, was also there. Walking next to Bai Haoran, he was probably mistaken for a follower, even more low-key than Young Master Song, who had arrived earlier.

That's good now.

The rivals who competed for the gambling licenses back then have gathered together again.

Although Boss Jiang doesn't like to show off, the brilliance of the protagonist cannot be concealed.

He Junru probably didn't expect her words to come true. She was slightly stunned, then turned her head and glanced at her sister.

The other party showed no surprise.

"Mr. Jiang is here, why didn't you say anything? In any case, we are now business partners."

Upon hearing this, He Qiyang's eyes twitched involuntarily, and a feeling of admiration arose spontaneously within him.

As expected of the second sister.

Just a moment ago they were saying someone stole their gambling license, but now they've become business partners without batting an eye.

He didn't even inform me.

He Yihui spoke the truth.

He Junru withdrew her gaze, her face as calm as a still lake, revealing no depth or emotion.

Mr. Jiang didn't care about anything else; he came here purely to show his appreciation.

A funeral is a funeral.

The important thing is the deceased.

He followed Bai Haoran, bowing when Bai Haoran bowed, offering incense when Bai Haoran offered incense, and taking the opportunity to observe a moment of silence when Bai Haoran observed a moment of silence, completely ignoring the gazes focused on him from all directions.

Zhong Tingwang's expression froze, even though Song Shao was still beside him.

Laugh.

Why did you stop laughing?
And haven't you always wanted to pay your respects to Boss Jiang?
However, the real Buddha is indeed a Buddha. Song Shao remained calm and composed, showing little reaction to his old rival's sudden appearance, saying "just so-so."

"Young Master Song..."

Zhong Tingwang couldn't help but shout, "I'm not afraid, but a person's reputation is like a tree casting a shadow. Just like when facing boxing champion Tyson, anyone dares to make wild claims, but what if Tyson actually comes up in front of you?"

Same thing.

Boss Jiang's appearance didn't exude any domineering aura at all; on the contrary, he seemed harmless. However, Zhongtingwang had heard quite a few stories about him.

To judge a man's strength, it's not enough to look at the women around him; you have to look at his rivals.

Let me just mention one point.

The other party is someone who can snatch food from the tiger's mouth from the hands of this great Buddha beside him.

Are you nervous?

Song Chaoge asked, "I can see through the psychological activities of the other party under conditioned reflexes."

No. Nothing.

Zhong Xiaoye immediately denied it, each word more resolute than the last, but her slightly twitching eyes betrayed her lie.

As a potential Asian gambling king, with so many powerful figures admiring him, his self-control isn't that weak. But what if he had just done something wrong?

Let's put ourselves in that situation.

If a woman who just reprimanded someone is suddenly confronted by that person, and the woman feels guilty, is that understandable?
Ok.

Don't misunderstand.

It's just that I feel guilty.

"fine."

Song Shao smiled faintly, exuding an air of nobility and radiating an indescribable sense of security and stability. "He used to be just like you, a rascal. No one is more noble than the other."

Zhong Xiaoye felt relieved at first, then realized what was going on, and then was stunned.

No.

Who exactly is being insulted? (End of Chapter)