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Chapter 243 - 243 243 Funeral

Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Funeral Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Funeral Jiangbei.

When Sheng Siyuan returned, the Sheng Family’s ancestral home had already received the notice.

Upon entering, he immediately saw the old man in the garden waiting for him with a cane, beside him was the old lady who had been thrown to the ground and could not even crawl up.

“Dad.”

Sheng Siyuan had never seen such a scene and couldn’t help but call out.

The old Master Sheng glanced at him and slowly walked forward.

“Although the Sheng Family is not from some noble lineage, a hundred years ago it had a notable name in Jiangbei. Today, this old hag has brought disgrace upon the Sheng Family to this extent, so I can only send her back from where she came.”

Unexpectedly, the first thing he waited for his son to come back for was not to discuss arranging Jian Rou’s funeral at the Sheng Family’s home.

But to deal in front of Sheng Siyuan with this old lady first.

Hearing this on the ground, the old lady suddenly, having already been beaten to immobility, wailed and crawled up like a dog.

“No, I don’t want to be sent back, master, I was wrong, I will never dare again, please forgive me.”

She crawled to the old man’s feet, trying to grasp the hem of his pants.

But as soon as she touched it, she was fiercely kicked away by the old man, and her scream echoed once more in the garden.

Sheng Siyuan watched with an expressionless face.

Until, she crawled in front of him and clung desperately to his pant leg.

“Son, I beg you, save your mother, she cannot be sent back, she is of such an old age already, being sent back, she will be laughed to death.”

How ironic.

Even at this critical moment, this old lady still thought of her own reputation.

Sheng Siyuan looked down and finally spoke, “Did you consider that Yin Hehe could have been killed by you doing this? Did you consider that the Sheng Family has now become a laughingstock of the whole world? That I, Sheng Siyuan, have been utterly disgraced?”

He asked word by word.

The old lady’s expression froze.

Yes, the Sheng Family had now become the joke of Jiangbei, ever since those white banners were hung outside the door.

Its reputation had been dragged through the mud.

Not to mention that during the funeral at noon today, he, Sheng Siyuan, had to hold the urn and personally attend that woman’s funeral, subject to ridicule.

“Your reputation, sure, but what about ours? Mother!” he finally called out faintly.

As he finished speaking, the old lady grasping at him seemed to be struck hard on the head.

Eventually, with a gray and ashen face, she slowly let go of his pant leg.

“But, I did this… all for you.” This was the last sentence she left behind, crying torrents like rain as she was dragged away, turned toward Sheng Siyuan.

Sheng Siyuan ignored her.

He had the servants in the old house hang the white banners around, and he walked mechanically toward the living room.

Yet even so, it wasn’t long before his phone rang again.

“Sheng Siyuan, do you think just hanging up a few white banners is the end of it? I want a funeral! Doesn’t a funeral require inviting your relatives over for a drink?”

It turned out to be Jian Zhongzhou calling again.

Old Master Sheng, hearing this from the side, finally could no longer bear it, rushing over to snatch away the phone.

“Jian Zhongzhou, don’t be too excessive. It was your daughter who shamelessly threw herself at my son. Now you still want to push this far? Aren’t you afraid that we would rather destroy both sides in the process?”

He roared furiously.

To his surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a very disdainful sneer from Jian Zhongzhou on the phone.

“Then you ask your son, is he willing to go down with me? I don’t care, but does he really care about that woman?”

He threw out this sentence so nonchalantly.

The old Sheng patriarch immediately looked toward his son sitting beside him, only to find that his complexion had indeed turned even paler than before.

It had been just mechanical until now.

But now, fear was written all over his face.

In the end, the old Sheng patriarch hung up the phone.

“Alright, you don’t need to think too much. I’m going to notify relatives and friends right now to come for the funeral,” he said.

Leaning on his cane, he made his way toward the door.

Sheng Siyuan finally called out in a hoarse voice from behind, “Dad, I’m sorry!”

“You don’t need to apologize to me. This matter never really had anything to do with you. It’s just a matter of face. Losing it is losing it. As long as Hehe comes out later, and you two live your lives well, manage the company properly, then it’s all worth it!”

The elderly man stood at the doorway, just like the big tree that sheltered this family from the storms when he was younger, leaving behind this sentence with an air of nonchalance.

He soon left.

Leaving Sheng Siyuan sitting in the living room, after a long time, he finally couldn’t hold it in anymore, turning his reddened eyes fiercely away.

He truly was unfilial.

Soon after the Sheng family sent out the notification, those relatives and friends really began to arrive one after another. Full of doubts or utterly shocked, upon entering and seeing the white funeral banners all around the house, they all started gossiping.

“Wasn’t the last wedding unfinished? How did this woman die? The Sheng family is still giving her a funeral?”

“Yeah, I remember at the wedding, the old man said Ayuan wasn’t divorced yet.”

“What’s going on then?”

They were all bewildered in the garden.

Until Sheng Huainan’s parents, Sheng Siyuan’s uncle and his family, arrived. Seeing the scene, they began to vividly recount the tale.

“Uncle, you don’t know yet, do you? Although the bride didn’t officially become part of the Sheng family, she and Ayuan had already, well, cooked the uncooked rice.”

“What?”

“Yeah, afterwards Ayuan came back, refused to acknowledge it, and took the woman abroad for an abortion, which drove the poor girl to her death, didn’t it?”

“!!!!”

With that statement, the crowded old mansion exploded into chaos.

Being abandoned after being seduced was not a good reputation in this family, especially since there were many who envied the Sheng family’s significant wealth.

Just at that time, someone else came in, and the old Sheng patriarch saw that it was Jian Zhongzhou, who he had just spoken with on the phone not long ago.

At this moment, he, along with Jian Rou’s mother, was clad in white, personally carrying the urn as they entered.

“My goodness, they actually came themselves!”

The relatives inside the mansion gasped in shock upon seeing them.

The old patriarch was also standing there with his cane, shaking with anger to the point of almost fainting.

“Jian Zhongzhou, aren’t you going too far?”

“Me, going too far?” Jian Zhongzhou walked through the parted crowd holding the urn, scoffing openly.

“How have I gone too far? My daughter died at the hands of your son, I couldn’t manage to marry her off successfully into your Sheng family while she was alive, now that she’s dead, I bring her urn here and I don’t have the right?”

“Honestly, Sheng Huang, my daughter was a pure and innocent person, spoiled by your son, and now, we, her parents, swallow our pride and bring her urn here, and yet you say we’re going too far?”

Jian Rou’s mother also chimed in, her words even harsher.

The old patriarch swayed on the spot, but fortunately, Sheng Siyuan came out from inside the house and steadied him.