Chapter 960 His Funeral
Chapter 960 His Funeral
The police were all colluding with Gu Lingyang, and Ning Qingwan didn't expect them to find out the truth about Li Jianbin's death.
For this reason, she decided to take revenge herself.
But when she thought that she had spent a lot of money to hire a navy army to nail Ning Yichu and Gu Lingyang to the pillar of shame for killing Li Jianbin, but was ruined by Mrs. Li's clarification, she became angry. On fire.
Ning Qingwan swallowed her anger and raised the corners of her lips coldly, "You're sorry for Jianbin."
Old Mrs. Li was clutching her chest due to severe pain, leaning down slightly, gasping for air, unable to answer Ning Qingwan's words.
"So what if you don't welcome me? I won't make it easy for you murderers... Even if my child is born, you won't even get a glimpse of it."
Ning Qingwan sneered, and after saying that, she ignored the chaos in the Li family's old house and turned around to leave.
"Old lady!"
"No, the old lady fainted from anger!"
Zhao's mother, who was cooking medicinal meals for Mrs. Li in the small kitchen on the other side, heard the servant's cry for help. When she saw this scene, she hurriedly said, "Quickly, notify Mr. Gu and the eldest lady!"
Cheng Cheng on the second floor looked at the panic situation downstairs, with a look of indifference flashing in his eyes.
He squeezed his palms tightly and turned back to the room.
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Fortunately, Mrs. Li was discharged from the hospital, but she was so angry that she was admitted to the hospital.
Ning Yichu and Gu Lingyang naturally went to visit together. Gu Lingyang's eyes darkened when the servant reported back what Ning Qingwan said when he was present.
A dark light flashed in the sharp red phoenix eyes. Gu Lingyang's aura was extremely cold. He raised his thin eyelids and stared at the servant coldly, "Next time, if Ning Qingwan dares to come again, call the police directly and accuse her of forcing her way in." Residential house.”
The servant was trembling and didn't dare to raise his head, "Yes."
"Did you see what she took away?" Gu Lingyang asked again.
The servant recalled carefully, "She just took some clothes from when Dong Li was alive and a few paper documents. She was looking for it in the study for a while. We don't know what exactly she took."
Gu Lingyang frowned.
Ning Yichu was also a little worried that there was something going on. No one expected that Ning Qingwan would kill her in the old house. Naturally, they didn't tell the servants in advance not to let her in.
"Aling, I think... Ning Qingwan's intention now is that she might want to use the child in her belly to seize the inheritance."
After thinking about it, Ning Yichu opened her lips and continued, "She doesn't understand the documents related to the contract. I guess what she took away was something related to the inheritance."
Maybe Li Jianbin gave her some transfers of real estate and other things, or the password to a safe, etc. during his lifetime.
Ever since Mrs. Li entered the hospital again, she asked someone to check Ning Qingwan's property. It must be said that Li Jianbin was very generous to her. No wonder Ning Qingwan loved her so wholeheartedly.
Preliminary estimates suggest that she has about [-] million, including real estate.
"It should be." Gu Lingyang and Ning Yicchu wanted to go together.
He looked at Old Mrs. Li, who was still on a ventilator in the isolation ward and had not yet woken up, with a sharp look on her face.
Ning Qingwan really went too far.
"Just wait for now. If she wants to do something, she will naturally attack again. During this period, you should keep an eye on the old lady. I will arrange for bodyguards to come over and stop letting her have contact with outsiders. Do you understand?"
Facing Gu Lingyang's sharp and cold eyes, the servant's heart trembled and he hurriedly said, "Yes."
Ning Yichu was still thinking about the inheritance. Now that Li Jianbin was dead, as Li Jianbin's only surviving daughter, she naturally gave all the rights to Mrs. Li after excluding her share.
The three children can also get some, but since they are still underage, the guardian is Ning Yichu, and all this is in her hands.
The group must be handed over to Gu Lingyang as soon as possible.
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, Special Assistant Xu came over with the payment slip.
He held the mobile phone with the screen still on in one hand, "Sir, Miss Ning, our people have returned with news. Ning Qingwan has retrieved Li Jianbin's autopsy body from the police and started to issue invitations to the public. Li Jianbin’s funeral will be held tomorrow.”
"So fast?" Ning Yichu couldn't help but shout.
Assistant Xu nodded solemnly, "Ning Qingwan is now Li Jianbin's lover. There is no substantive legal relationship between the two. Do we want to snatch the body back and stop this funeral?"
Gu Lingyang frowned as he had a headache.
"No need, let her figure it out by herself first." Gu Lingyang's eyebrows were a little cold, and there was a coldness in his eyes. "As for the funeral, when the old lady wakes up, you can ask her about her plans and then make arrangements."
Neither he nor Ning Yichu wanted to have anything to do with Li Jianbin.
As for Li Jianbin’s funeral?
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Assistant Xu said solemnly, "Yes."
In the middle of the night, Mrs. Li woke up once.
She dreamed of the past. When she was young, Li Jianbin was far less stubborn than he is now. Before meeting Yu Huaiqing, he was just a little more withdrawn.
But later, after he fought for the upper hand and became the leader of the Li family, his paranoia became more and more serious. I don't know when, the familiar children became more and more strange.
In the dream, her son was still smiling sweetly at her. When Old Mrs. Li woke up from the dream, the pillow next to her was cold.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and immediately a nurse who was awake came over to help her and ask her for help.
Old Mrs. Li waved her hand, "I'm not feeling any discomfort, you can rest!"
There was also the servant Zhao Ma who was taking care of her. She immediately asked Old Mrs. Li to calm down and then told Old Mrs. Li what Special Assistant Xu had told her today.
"What Mr. Gu and the eldest lady mean is that if you want to host Li Dong's funeral, they will come forward to ask Ning Qingwan to stop temporarily and wait until you are better to deal with it." Zhao Ma said.
Unexpectedly, Old Mrs. Li shook her head and said exhausted, "Let her, let her...I won't live much longer, so why bother? That child has done so many evil things, but he really likes Ning." Qingwan."
"I'm old and old, so I won't be a nuisance in front of young people."
Zhao's mother felt uncomfortable after hearing this.
What Ning Qingwan said today in the Li family's old house, every word of it really penetrated the old lady's heart.
How can a mother not love her children?
But what Li Jianbin did was so disappointing.
No one can understand that the old lady, that is, the husband and Miss Ning still care about her so much. Otherwise, with the old lady's character, she may have to kill herself to be worthy of the ancestors of the Li family.
Nowadays, I just can't worry about my grandchildren and juniors. Ning Qingwan is acting like a monster here. As an elder, she can no longer stand. Ning Yichu and Gu Lingyang will be suppressed by Ning Qingwan's "filial piety".
Zhao Ma sighed in her heart. As a servant, she knew what she should say and what shouldn't be said. She kept silent at that moment and went to fill the old lady with another glass of warm water with a complicated mood.
This night passed like this.
The next day.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Jianbin's funeral was held in the cemetery.
Li Jianbin never expected that he would die so early, and the cemetery was not promising. Ning Qingwan used the Feng Shui treasure land Li Jianbin prepared for Mrs. Li and decided to bury him here.
She had already looked at the corpse, and it was really in disgrace. Most of the internal organs had been processed, and sections and injections had been taken all over the body. There was a big long wound on the stomach. Fortunately, there were stitches, and nothing could be seen from the outside. .
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