Chapter 1129: Chapter 1129
Chapter 1129: Chapter 1129: He Zhilan’s Will 2
No one in the car was surprised by Lan Li’s response. After all, the Gu Family had always approached matters discreetly, handling them in private and avoiding any overt displays. On the other hand, the people on the opposing side were desperate criminals who cared for nothing but money.
Fortunately, Lan Li was not a fool. The sack supposedly containing two hundred thousand in cash only had real money on the surface, while the rest was just white paper resembling the bills.
“Don’t pursue this for now,” Gu Hengyuan said, bowing his head and rubbing his temples.
These past few days had been grueling for the Gu Family—every member had relied on sleeping pills just to force themselves into a restless sleep.
At the memorial hall, many came to bid farewell to He Zhilan. There were employees from Lanteng Company, familiar faces from Lin Chan’s company, some of He Zhilan’s old classmates still residing in the capital, and numerous journalists who had previously interacted with her.
After the Gu Family left, Lin Chan and Chen Yun returned inside. Seeing the memorial hall packed with people, the two exchanged a faint sigh before silently standing back beside He Teng again.
“Dongxue, my condolences,” Lin Chan raised a hand to pat He Dongxue’s shoulder. “If you’re feeling down, I can give you a hug. Even though your sister-in-law is gone, you still have us. We brothers will take care of you in her stead.”
With reddened eyes, He Dongxue shot Lin Chan a quiet sideways glance. She wasn’t clueless; she knew that Lin Chan had intentionally said such things. Had she really thrown herself into his arms crying, how ecstatic would he have been?
In her heart, He Dongxue silently cursed Lin Chan: “No merchant is truly honest!” In conclusion, Lin Chan was nothing but a cunning scoundrel.
“Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. He Teng, the husband of Ms. He Zhilan?”
Suddenly, a young man carrying a briefcase walked in. He scanned the memorial hall before asking again, “Is Mr. Lin Chan here?”
“That would be me,” He Teng stepped forward. “And you are…?” His face displayed a hint of confusion.
“Are you Mr. He Teng, Ms. He Zhilan’s husband? Hello, I’m Yan Shu, Ms. He Zhilan’s attorney.” Yan Shu shook hands with He Teng, first placing flowers before He Zhilan’s memorial plaque, then returning to He Teng. “Ms. He Zhilan drafted a will with me before her unfortunate passing,” he said once more.
The word hung in the air, startling everyone. He Zhilan had actually made a will before she was murdered?
“Yes. Ms. He Zhilan was well aware that once her true identity was revealed, it would eventually lead to her death. Therefore, she had contacted me in advance to draft a will. I deeply regret and am enraged by Ms. He Zhilan’s murder. I happen to know a little more about her past than most of you.”
Yan Shu lowered his gaze, his face reflecting sheer anger. “Ms. He Zhilan was abducted by human traffickers at the age of six. After enduring countless hardships and being sold multiple times, she was finally purchased by the He Family—her husband’s family today. Fortunately, fate wasn’t entirely cruel. Her adoptive family showered her with care and affection. At eighteen, she married Mr. He Teng. Due to certain misunderstandings, the two divorced for a period of time, but thankfully, they ultimately reconciled and remarried in front of everyone. Ms. He Zhilan’s life was filled with tragedy; she suffered constant oppression from the Gu Family’s foster daughter, Gu En, and even narrowly escaped death at Gu En’s hands. Despite it all, Ms. He Zhilan faced life’s challenges with unyielding resilience. She single-handedly founded Lanteng Company and became one of our country’s most notable young entrepreneurs. Her untimely death is not only a devastating loss to society but an indelible scar for the He Family. Bureau Chief Chen, as a personal friend of Ms. He Zhilan, I sincerely urge you to expedite the investigation and bring swift justice for her, so that her soul may find peace.”