Zhou Jingren’s base, Hongkong.

  "He killed our father!" Zhou Jingtao’s eyes were red. He looked at Zhou Jingren as tears welled in his eyes. "This is murder! He…… Zhou Kang killed our father."

  Zhou Jingren said nothing. He only stared at Zhou Jingtao. The man in front of him seemed to have aged ten years, in less than a day. "Unfortunate. But your brother is a psychopath. You should have already expected this."

  "My son……"

  "Your son is preparing to take over the Zhou Enterprise. It’s not even twenty-four hours after they announced your passing and…… instead of grieving, he is meeting investors."

  "Stop being a hypocrite!" Zhou Jingtao snapped. "Didn’t you do the same thing after your wife passed?"

  "You are right."Zhou Jingren walked towards the exit of the room.

  "Where are you going?"

  "To see your son."

  "What do you mean?"

  "You really should not stop talking. You are too noisy." Zhou Jingren said as he eyed Zhou Lanying who was lying a couple of feet from her father. Different types of tubes were connected to her badly burnt body. "Emotions are contagious. You would not want to make her feel that you are angry right?"

  "You — Are you going to keep me here forever? What will happen if my daughter wakes up? Are you going to keep both us in this room?"

  Zhou Jingren sighed in response. He stared at him. "Would you want to leave and go outside, now?"

  "I — That was not the point."

  "Well, the information that you gave me is pretty useful. I would love to use it against the Zhou Family."

  Zhou Jingtao turned silent at his words. "And after you end them…… what will happen to us?"

  "You can do whatever you want." Zhou Jingren answered. "Now…… I still have a funeral to attend to."

  "Lily’s funeral?"

  Zhou Jingren did not answer Zhou Jingtao’s questions. He walked out of the room without saying another word.

  "Monitor." He uttered at the man guarding the door. "Never let him out of this room." After seeing the man nod, Zhou Jingren looked at Bei Tian who was waiting for him outside of the room.

  "Are you not going to see him?"

  "What for?" Bei Tian asked, his face devoid of any expression. The duo they started walking towards the hallway.

  "He is still your father. The fact that he is this protective towards your sister who looked exactly like you…… says a great deal about his emotions inside."

  Bei Tian scoff in response. "I have more important things to attend to."

  "I agree." Zhou Jingren’s chuckled. "He is not worth it." The change in his attitude immediately made Bei Tian frowned. For some reason, he felt that Zhou Jingren would do something crazy and unexpected if he agreed to meet his own father. Not that it matters to Bei Tian. To be honest, he feels nothing towards Zhou Jingtao and Zhou Lanying. To him, they were both strangers. Someone that he would not even notice if he passed them in the streets.

  "The Funeral will start in a few hours." Bei Tian changed the topic. "As expected, some people are taking advantage of this."

  "Who is it this time?"

  "Insignificant ones. Qin Fei just posted on her social media about her sadness. Apparently, this will make her more depressed. She is gaining sympathy from people. She had lost her brother a few months back and now this……"

  "It would not surprise me if she would try to ask about Lily’s will." Zhou Jingren added. "That woman is completely delusional."

  "Do you want me to take care of her?"

  "Don’t kill her." Zhou Jingren warned. "Lily would not like that. Maybe…… Reveal some dirty laundry against her. Reverse the situation. I don’t want everyone to focus on the funeral, right now. Create and issue to transfer all the attention."

  "Hmmm…… I am not an expert on issues. But I will be asking for Cathy’s help."

  "Great." Zhou Jingren said before he and Bei Tian went inside the car.

  Meanwhile, the sadness in everyone’s eyes was apparent as they sat inside the chapel. Lily was not a catholic, but to respect her grandmother’s culture, Zhou Jingren insisted on having a Christian style funeral. Because of this, he asked everyone not to burn joss paper for Lily.

  "Jinghua…… How could you leave us?" Qin Fei’s voice interrupted the silence of the chapel. She ran towards Lily’s framed image and started wailing.

  "Who let her in?" Yang Mi glared at men whom Zhou Jingren had assigned in the entrance. "Who?" she hissed.

  "Miss Yang…… no one let her in. She sneaked inside without our knowledge." One man lowered his head in embarrassment.

  "Then drag her out."

  "No." Cathy suddenly interrupted her. He leaned closer to Yang Mi. "It will make her look pitiful. The media is waiting outside. We don’t want them to think that we are bullying her. She was just…… grieving, after all. How could we be so heartless?"

  "Then what are we going to do?" Yang Mi asked.

  An evil glint flashed in Cathy’s eyes. "Let her cry her hearts out." She then shifted her gaze at the guards. "Do not let anyone near her. And please…… someone call her husband."

  Cathy then went back to her seat and watched as Qin Fei acted like she was truly sad about Lily’s passing. She could not deny the fact that Qin Fei was truly a great actress.

  After a few minutes of crying with no one consoling her, Qin Fei roamed her eyes at everyone. No one was even looking at her! Was her acting not enough? She looked at Lily’s photo and sneered inwardly. She stopped herself from laughing at Lily’s fate. If only she could show everyone how happy she was right now, then……

  "What the hell are you doing here?" Qin Fei furrowed her brows when she heard her husband hissed behind her. Xuan Hui was supposed to be in a meeting. Why is he here right now?

  "How could you ask me that…… in front of my sister’s wake?" she acted hurt. Tears immediately spilled in her eyes.

  "Everyone here knows that you are faking it."

  "What do you mean?"

  "Didn’t you check your phone? I have been calling you! Some incriminating articles are trending right now." Xuan Hui made a deliberate pause as he held her arms. "Let’s go. We need to leave this place now."