Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot
Chapter 94: So Cruel

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: So Cruel

Meng Chuyue decided that once Meng Wanhua’s funeral affairs were arranged, she would leave Hai City for Imperial and start a new life there.

Oh, no, she couldn’t leave just yet, she had to take the middle school exams first.

After the exams, she would head to Imperial.

...

Meng Jingfen was the first to arrive.

She looked shocked and quickly walked to the master bedroom. Not seeing Meng Wanhua, she anxiously asked, "Where’s Auntie? You said Auntie... where is she?"

If she’s dead, her body should be at home.

Surprisingly, she didn’t ask the cause of death. Meng Chuyue coldly laughed in her heart and lazily replied, "I suspect my mother was murdered. I reported it to the police, and the station took her for investigation."

"Murder?" Meng Jingfen looked at Meng Chuyue incredulously, "How is that possible? Who would just murder Auntie? She definitely committed suicide to escape the torment of her illness."

Before coming back, Meng Jingfen had called Xiaoliu Village and knew that Zhao Tianzhi and others were preparing to leave.

Meng Chuyue was still nonchalant, "Mom said she felt very good these past few days. After consulting her doctor, he mentioned that her leukemia might have been a misdiagnosis..."

Meng Jingfen pondered for a while and seeing a stack of papers that resembled a will on the living room table, quickly walked over to pick it up, but Shen Ci was quicker and grabbed it first.

It was then that Meng Jingfen realized Shen Ci was there.

She looked at him in disbelief, "Aren’t you... the driver? What are you doing here?"

After a moment, Shen Ci calmly answered, "I’m Chuyue’s partner."

Meng Jingfen was speechless, thinking: Auntie deceived me, that’s too much.

A flicker of resentment flashed through her eyes as she weakly said, "... Let me see the will."

Shen Ci ignored her and stood up to hand the will to Meng Chuyue.

Meng Jingfen hurried over, "Chuyue, let me see the will."

Meng Chuyue shook her head and slipped the will into her pocket space, telling Meng Jingfen, "What’s in the will has nothing to do with you."

It has nothing to do with her?

In other words, Auntie didn’t leave her anything?

That’s too much.

And, if there’s a will?

How could it be a murder?

Meng Chuyue, that bitch, must have deceived herself.

However, now was not the time to be angry. She needed to take advantage of the fact that grandma and the others haven’t arrived to get more of the estate.

She remembered Auntie had a lot of jewelry; she must take the opportunity to grab more.

Meng Chuyue sat in Meng Wanhua’s bedroom, while Meng Jingfen didn’t dare to do anything there and started searching the secondary bedroom.

Even though the bedroom was currently hers, it had a large wardrobe filled with thick clothes, quilts, blankets, and such.

Although it’s said things from the deceased are unlucky, rural people don’t pay much mind to that.

Meng Jingfen stuffed the room’s newer, nicer clothes into her suitcase, keeping an eye on Meng Chuyue, hoping she would go to the bathroom.

Meng Chuyue initially was not wary of Meng Jingfen but realizing the noise in the other room, it dawned on her that she hadn’t secured important documents like the property deed and bankbooks.

If not secured, it would be troublesome if Zhao Tianzhi and the others took them.

In her previous life, Meng Wanhua had died in a hospital.

Before her death, she entrusted her post-mortem affairs to Meng Yinhua.

Meng Yinhua was quite honorable, abiding by Meng Wanhua’s instructions and preserving the inheritance for Meng Chuyue.

This life, Meng Wanhua’s death was abrupt, leaving no time to instruct Meng Yinhua, who wouldn’t be as thorough.

Moreover, Meng Chuyue now hesitated to trust Meng Yinhua.

In the letter left by Meng Wanhua in her previous life, she certainly mentioned the truth about her life, but Meng Yinhua kept it secret until his death.

What he did tell her, he had hidden for years, only revealing it unwillingly before he died.

He, too, was ruthless.

These people, she would stay far away from them in the future.

Meng Chuyue closed the master bedroom door, found the property deeds for the house and storefront, a bank book with a balance of eighty-six thousand, and some silver ornaments in a red suitcase on top of the wardrobe.