Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 329: Always Trying to Draw Her into the Game

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Always Trying to Draw Her into the Game

"Great Teacher, I also bear responsibility for this matter. If I hadn’t agreed to have Ayuan sent to your house at that time, this wouldn’t have happened. I need to apologize to you all!"

After Yin Hehe turned her gaze back, she began by apologizing to the Xiahou family first.

As her voice faded, Xiahou Maoqing was stunned for a moment. In the hall where the spirit tablet was enshrined, everyone else also looked over.

Yin Hehe continued, "Also, about the words spoken by the old general at the royal residence this morning, please don’t take them to heart. He is strict in managing his household and comes from a military background, so it’s inevitable that he speaks bluntly. But he didn’t mean any harm; it was all for the sake of this family."

She then spoke favorably of the old man on his behalf.

As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall became even more strange.

No one uttered a word.

However, the look in their eyes as they stared at Yin Hehe was filled with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Even Xiahou Jingmu stared at her for a while longer in astonishment.

Yin Hehe: "..."

Had she said something wrong?

"Elder, all the guests have arrived outside."

Fortunately, at this moment, a servant entered and called for Xiahou Maoqing.

Xiahou Maoqing finally snapped back to reality.

"Younger sister-in-law, I’ll go out to receive the guests first. Please help me keep watch over the spirit hall," he said.

"Alright, go ahead," Yin Hehe readily agreed.

Xiahou Jingxiao’s young suicide meant that, according to funeral customs, the proceedings should not be conducted on a grand scale. Setting up a spirit hall was merely a simple way to offer thanks to peers, as elders would not enter.

So, at this moment, Yin Hehe only had to receive these people in her capacity as an elder, and shortly after, she could retreat.

Yet that afternoon, she did not expect to actually see every member of the Xiahou family in the spirit hall, ranging from those of the same generation as Xiahou Yi to children only a few years old.

It made her increasingly uncomfortable.

"Shaojie, come in. This is your little aunt; pay your respects to her properly," someone said.

Another young man in his early twenties was brought in to kowtow to Yin Hehe.

Yin Hehe recognized him and immediately extended her hand to stop him.

"I’ve seen you before, at the hospital. You and the third elder of the Xiahou family went through great lengths to see Ayuan. You’re from the fourth branch," she said.

"Yes, I’m amazed that little aunt has such a good memory!" Xiahou Shaojie immediately admitted with a grin, and then, with a "thud," he suddenly knelt before Yin Hehe.

"You—" Yin Hehe’s face changed color.

"Little aunt, there’s no need to be angry. Sooner or later, we all have to kowtow to you anyway. As a future heir of the Xiahou family, whether early or late, it’s all the same," he explained.

After Xiahou Shaojie finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the ground again.

In an instant, those who had also greeted Yin Hehe earlier gathered around again, as if they had received some command, and uniformly followed in his wake, kneeling down!

"You!!"

"Good afternoon, little aunt. We hope you’ll lead us Xiahou clan members to better days in the future," they said.

The loud and unified voices left no room to doubt that this had been premeditated.

Yin Hehe clenched her fists, while her eyes, sharp as blades, turned towards Xiahou Jingmu, who had brought her here.

She realized that Xiahou Jingmu, who had been dazed just moments before, rushed over to scold these people upon meeting her gaze, "What are you doing? Today is my sister’s funeral, not a time for you to be greeting someone!"

His anger was palpable, with the veins on his fists bulging out.

Yin Hehe’s gaze narrowed.

Could it be that she was mistaken? Was this not his idea?

Just then, a middle-aged woman wearing a black coat and sunglasses strutted in from outside.

"Oh, what a lively scene, what’s going on here?"

"Madame Chu, have you arrived? We were just teaching everyone to pay their respects to the young mistress of your family."

The third lady outside the mourning hall saw her and immediately greeted her with great enthusiasm.

It turned out that this woman was Chu Feng’e, who hadn’t made a public appearance in a long time.

She had actually come.

Could it be that she was behind this incident? After all, she harbored a deep-seated hatred for Hehe.

Yin Hehe began to suspect this woman.

"Hahahaha~" Sure enough, upon hearing this, Chu Feng’e burst into loud laughter on the spot.

"Well, indeed, it’s time to properly meet my dear sister-in-law, the future mistress of the Xiahou Family. If you don’t get on her good side now, you’ll have a hard time in the Xiahou Family in the future."

She didn’t even try to hide it, outright directing everyone to continue kneeling before Yin Hehe.

Yin Hehe’s entire beautiful face darkened.

"Chu..."

"Aunt Chu, you’re being too outrageous. This is my sister’s funeral. How can you let them pay homage to their junior aunt? Don’t you have any respect for people?"

He had barely uttered a word.

Xiahou Jingmu had already spoken first, angrily questioning Chu Feng’e with a glare.

Xiahou Maoqing went over as well.

"Feng’e, you’ve gone too far. How can you do this? Aren’t you afraid that your elder uncle will blame you when he finds out?"

"Him, blame me? Let me tell you, he was actually planning to do this today. He wanted this woman to come and preside over the mourning to practice, so that she gets used to managing the household in the future!"

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng’e opened her mouth and uttered such words.

On the spot, Yin Hehe’s face changed color upon hearing this.

How could she know about these things? Weren’t these the words the old butler had said to her, Yin Hehe, this morning? Could there be spies for her in the royal household?

Xiahou Maoqing’s face turned pale.

He turned his head to look at Yin Hehe, seeming reluctant to believe this was true.

Yin Hehe’s fingers clenched tightly all at once.

Her gaze shot toward the young general, hoping to see a different expression on his face.

But to her sinking heart, his expression was one of shock and disbelief...

Eventually, a trace of pain and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Yin Hehe: "..."

In that instant, her fist clenched suddenly, and she stepped out of the mourning hall.

"Indeed, the old general did say these words to me this morning, but I have already declined. As you all can see, Ayuan is now mentally like a child; he simply cannot be the heir to the Xiahou Family!"

"..."

"So, instead of being swayed by others here, why not continue to work hard individually and see who can eventually take that position?"

Her gaze piercingly swept over the crowd as she personally threw down what they all coveted.

The atmosphere changed!

In the time it took to utter that sentence, everyone in the courtyard could feel a surge of excitement, exhilaration, euphoria... intense emotions swirling around, appearing on everyone’s faces, making them completely forget what they had just done.

Yes, the reason these people could be instigated like that, to do something so foolish earlier, was the envy and jealousy that Yin Hehe had spoken about with the old butler this morning!

Now, she was just giving these things back to them.