Chapter 670: The Song family was wiped out.
The rain is still falling.
One by one, the black umbrellas moved along the stone platform toward the top of the cemetery.
Everyone was serious and looked sad.
Wang Xiaoke followed Mo Longchen in silence, for fear of touching their sore spots.
He looked towards the gate from time to time, hoping that Mo Yanyu would come soon.
But she was nowhere to be seen.
"Sister Mo hasn't come yet. Where is she now?"
Mo Longchen glanced at him and replied perfunctorily.
"They should be on the way. Maybe there's a traffic jam?"
"On rainy days, the city is prone to traffic jams and road closures due to traffic accidents."
Wang Xiaoke thought it made sense and quickly arrived at his destination.
As the mother of the country, Mrs. Mo naturally chose the best cemetery.
Located on the top of Longshan Cemetery.
Every year, members of the Mo family and her family come to pay their respects.
A group of people stood on both sides, and a host came to hold a memorial service.
The tombstone was wiped spotlessly clean, with a bunch of chrysanthemums and white roses placed in front of it.
The air is filled with the rich fragrance of flowers.
The memorial service lasted half an hour, with everyone keeping their heads bowed.
The woman's eyes were filled with tears: "My daughter loved watching the sunrise when she was alive, and she often took her brother out to play..."
Uncle Lin's eyes were red and he was choking with sobs.
"Yes, we can see the morning light here, she should like it."
Mr. Lin waved at Wang Xiaoke: "Xiao Ke, come over here."
He gave a relieved smile, grabbed Wang Xiaoke's arm, and led him to the front row without saying anything.
"Daughter, this is your son-in-law, the most famous young man in Kyoto."
"You were most worried about Xiaoyu when you were alive. Now you can rest assured."
"Yuer likes him very much, and they have a good relationship... He is someone I can trust."
"And Yu'er became the Phoenix Lord, and Ye'er also served as the King of the Country this year."
"Your spirit in heaven must be proud of your three children, right?"
The old man laughed so hard that he became speechless.
The third master of the Lin family held his hand and turned to look at the tombstone.
"Father, my sister must be happy for the children."
"Please don't cry anymore. If I know, I will definitely scold you."
Mo Longchen looked at the photo on the stele, his voice trembling slightly.
"Mother, don't worry. We will make her pay with blood for what happened back then."
Wang Xiaoke was listening at the side and was moved by the Lin family's words.
The field was filled with solemnity and sadness.
He stood in front of the crowd, bent down and placed a bouquet of white roses.
"Auntie, I will take good care of her and not let anyone hurt her."
"Your daughter will always be happy and live a happy life."
"Peace of mind."
The woman wiped her tears and turned her gaze to Wang Xiaoke.
The seriousness in his brows and the aura he exudes.
He seems to be a reliable man indeed.
Just as everyone was mourning, something big happened in Kyoto.
It shocked countless families and made countless people panic.
Just one hour.
The Song family, one of the top ten families, all the top leaders were slaughtered!
Only the servants and branch families managed to escape the disaster.
This is the first tragic case of annihilation of an entire family since the Yan family.
The Song family once relied on the power of the royal family to enjoy great glory.
Completely withdrew from the top ten giants.
Song Xian was on his way to the company when he suddenly encountered a car accident.
On the way to the hospital, he died of excessive blood loss.
The rest of the people were at home, closing their eyes peacefully.
The authorities soon issued a statement, saying that a large fire broke out in the Song family...
But we are not fools. How could a wealthy family not have fire-fighting equipment?
It's all to appease the people and prevent the news from spreading.
The Song family’s industry was also hit hard, all cooperation contracts were terminated, and the family business went bankrupt in an instant.
The rest of the Song family was leaderless and at a loss for what to do.
the other side.
Song Qinwan was still drinking tea on the balcony when she learned about all this.
The cup fell to the ground with a thud.
She was shocked at the suddenness of the incident, and also shocked at why her informants had no news.
Are they all dead?
"Who on earth is it? Who wants to destroy my Song family?"
Her voice was sharp and angry, and she picked up her phone to call Mo Cangming.
But she couldn't get through no matter how hard she tried.
She left home angrily and planned to go to the old house.
But as soon as she opened the door, she was forced to step back.
The person standing in the rain was none other than Mo Yanyu, the person she hated the most.
"It's you..." Song Qinwan's face turned pale, and suddenly she laughed like crazy.
"I knew you had bad intentions!"
"You are deliberately trying to destroy me. Your goal is to take revenge on me, right?"
Mo Yanyu slowly stepped into the hall, and the wind that blew in was cold and wet.
She took out a long sword: "Yes, you are quite smart."
"You don't have to be afraid. It's just my mother's account."
"You have to pay it back with interest."
