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Mrs. Ling listened to the people around her complaining about her. She lay on Hu Lan's shoulder, with a hint of joy in her eyes inadvertently.

Although Mu Jingchen was hypnotized, he thought he was Ling Mohan in his heart.

But for a long time, his attitude towards her was very cold, and the two of them were still strangers.

Now that so many people are speaking for her, she thought, even if he is a piece of wood, he should be a little moved.

Seeing that Ling Bin was still blaming Ling Mohan, Mrs. Ling quickly raised her head from Hu Lan's shoulder and walked over to stop Ling Bin.

"Brother, don't blame Mo Han. His father has passed away. Mo Han feels no less sad than mine."

Seeing that Ling Mohan still didn't react, Ling Bin even ignored him while Mrs. Ling was still speaking for him.

Ling Bin shook his head and said, "Wan Qing, you are too accustomed to children. If this continues, he will ride on your mother's head in the future!"

Mrs. Ling hadn't said anything yet, Ling Mohan stared at Ling Wenhua's posthumous photo, and asked coldly, "Is it enough?"

Just as Ling Bin was about to speak, Ling Mohan looked at him sideways, with a reminder tone: "This is not a place for gossiping, please respect the deceased."

Although Ling Bin is Ling Mohan's uncle, he has never seen Ling Mohan since his birth until now.

Never thought that Ling Mohan would not give him face so much.

With so many people watching, he couldn't get off the stage at all.

Ling Bin is also a face-saving person, and immediately said angrily: "Ling Mohan! I'm your uncle, why did you talk to me!"

For an instant, there was a hint of gunpowder in the solemn farewell hall.

Seeing his reluctant appearance, Ling Mohan's eyes immediately became colder.

He directed at the black-clad bodyguards standing around the funeral home, and said, "Send the troublemaker out. I don't want to disturb my father."

The bodyguard nodded immediately, walked directly in front of Ling Bin, and said, "This gentleman, please go out with us."

Ling Bin was astonished. He didn't expect that Ling Mohan was totally unsympathetic and wanted to drive him out of his brother's funeral in the public!

Mrs. Ling was even more surprised. Only then did she discover that there were many bodyguards in black uniforms standing around the farewell hall.

Moreover, these people are not hers, and she has never arranged...

"Ling Mohan, you dare to do this to me, I'm your father's real brother, you...well..."

Before he finished speaking, the bodyguard picked up a towel and stuffed it into his mouth, dragging him out of the farewell hall.

When other relatives of the Ling family saw that Ling Mohan was so excessive, they stood up one after another and prepared to criticize Ling Mohan.

Ling Mohan stared at everyone in the farewell hall with a pair of cold eyes, and said coldly, "I am deeply grateful to everyone for coming to mourn my father today.

But if you want to make troubles and gossiping here, no matter who it is, Ling Mohan is absolutely not welcome. "

After Ling Mohan said this, his eyes fixed on Mrs. Ling.

That Ling Bin had nothing to look for, and he could guess that the eight achievements were instigated by Mrs. Ling.

It's nothing more than acting to show him and show everyone how great her Mrs. Ling is. Even if her husband is dead and her son is not filial, she still has no regrets.

Mrs. Ling was also looking at him in surprise at this time.

She always felt that Ling Mohan was so strange today that she had arranged his own person in the funeral home, she didn't even know!

As soon as Ling Mohan's words came out, those relatives did not dare to be the first bird.

After all, it was too ugly to be thrown out like Ling Bin for a while.

Coupled with the influence of the Ling family, they will have to fawn on Ling Mohan in the future, and naturally they dare not tear their faces with him.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the farewell hall was too weird, Mrs. Ling hurriedly rounded it off: "Okay, don't watch, everyone is here to see Wenhua, so don't be unpleasant."

Mrs. Ling had spoken, and all those who watched the show turned their eyes back and continued to express their condolences to Master Ling.

Seeing that the farewell hall had returned to normal, Mrs. Ling walked through the crowd while wiping her tears, and walked to the door of the farewell hall.

Mo Xiao at the door saw Mrs. Ling suddenly come out, and immediately greeted him and asked: "Mrs., why did you come out?"

Mrs. Ling put away the sadness on her face, glanced at the people who mourned at the door, and pulled Mo Xiao aside.

"What's the matter? How come there are people from Mo Han in the farewell hall?"

"Madam, this is a temporary request from the young master, saying that there are too many people who came to condolences him today, and security measures must be taken.

At that time, you had already entered, and I had no time to tell you, and I had no reason to refuse. "

Mrs. Ling's face sank: "Something's wrong, Mo Xiao, you go to the entrance of the funeral home and watch, don't make any mistakes."

"Good wife, I'll go right away."

Mrs. Ling watched Mo Xiao walking towards the entrance of the funeral home, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

But looking back, Ling Wenhua was lying in the coffin, Bai Liyue and Wei Xuan, who could pose a threat to her, were also dead, and she had nothing to take care of.

Ling Mohan arranged bodyguards in the farewell hall, but he seemed to have said the past because he was afraid that too many people would cause trouble.

Mrs. Ling rearranged her emotions and walked in sobbing.

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The entrance of the funeral home.

Dongfang Han walked inside with a woman.

Seeing the woman's face, Mo Xiao hurriedly stopped her.

"Master Dongfang, may this be?"

Mrs. Ling was too vigilant and had already ordered that people who were not familiar with or knew the Ling's family were not allowed to enter the funeral home.

Mo Xiao knew the Ling family well, or those powerful people in Jiangcheng.

Therefore, she let Mo Xiao personally guard at the door.

Dongfang Han saw that Mo Xiao stopped him, reached out and held the palm of the woman behind him, and introduced, "This is my girlfriend. Come with me to express condolences to Master Ling."

Even from the Dongfang family, Mo Xiao still relentlessly said: "I'm sorry Dongfang Master, our wife told me that our master didn't like to be born before he was alive.

So, your girlfriend, I am afraid that I will be wronged, and I am waiting for you at the door. "

Mo Xiao has been in Jiangcheng, has been with Mrs. Ling, and has been in Jiangcheng for many years. Naturally, she has heard about the Dongfang family.

But she had never heard of Dongfang Han having a girlfriend.

At this moment, Mo Xiao's eyes were staring at the woman behind Dongfang Han, his eyes clearly alert.

The woman was calm, took Dongfang Han's arm, and said softly: "It's okay. Since it's not convenient, I won't go in. I'll wait for you at the door."

This woman was so gentle and considerate, which attracted the dissatisfaction of the nobles who also went to the funeral home to mourn the master.

"Ling's family does not even give the Dongfang's face, Dongfang Han's girlfriend went to condolences to Master Ling, but was actually stopped."

"Yes, the Eastern aristocratic family is the No. 1 nobleman in Jiangcheng. This Ling family has raised its status too high."

The few nobles who passed by to mourn shook their heads, feeling that the Ling family did not do this thing authentically.

How can anyone mourn and be stopped?

But Mo Xiao completely ignored the people around him and had a tough attitude.

Dongfang Han and the woman beside him looked at each other. Just as he was about to speak, Ling Mohan walked out of the funeral home and looked straight at the two people with arms in arms at the door.

"It's a great honour for my Ling family to come to mourn my father, Young Master Dongfang, who allowed you to stop him?"