Chapter 881 Israel Relies on People, How Rich Can the Blessings Be

"You are Xiangyi's father, and I will fulfill your position in Tianjing City. As brilliant as the Mu family was, so is your Qu family. The premise is you, you have to submit to me."

Yan Zhong's eyes were bright.

Qu Jinhua glanced at his old father, and then at Yan Zhong.

Choose one of the two, what is dead is already in the past.

Smart people naturally know to choose the future.

"I'm going to do my father's funeral."

"It should be." Yan Zhong stood up and glanced at Qu Xiangyi, "As the granddaughter of the Qu family, you should also stay."

Qu Xiangyi did not dare to disobey Yan Zhong.

Nod, "Yes."

Yan Zhong left.

Qu Xiangyi stood there and looked at Qu Chuanfeng's body coldly.

Finally, he died.

It won't be long before Meng Ying, whom she hates the most, will be the same as Qu Chuanfeng.

...

"Qu Chuanfeng is dead?"

When Meng Ying got the news, she was really surprised.

Qu Xiangxiang nodded, "It's a sudden illness."

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "Do you believe it?"

"Grandpa's physical function is not bad." Qu Xiangxiang shook his head, "He didn't die of illness."

Meng Ying grinned softly, "He probably didn't expect that he would just give up his life like this."

"Do you know who it is?"

"Is there still a need to guess?"

Qu Xiangxiang suddenly fixed her eyes, "How dare she?"

"Why don't you dare?" Meng Ying smiled, "She is now next to the person with the most say in Tianjing City."

Qu Xiangxiang was speechless.

Meng Ying glanced at her, "Think about whether I have offended her."

"It's just a verbal dispute with her. If she wants to kill me, she doesn't need a reason at all." Qu Xiangxiang also took it lightly, "It doesn't matter."

...

Qu Chuanfeng's funeral was held two days later.

Meng Ying still went.

It was supposed to represent Qu Wanzhen.

At the funeral, she saw Qu Xiangyi wearing a black dress, but the cuffs and skirt were embroidered with red patterns.

Qu Xiangxiang's eyes were red, and both Qu Jinhua and Qu Jinjiang were wiping the corners of their eyes.

Their wives also had red eyes.

Only Qu Xiangyi raised her eyebrows at the corners of her mouth and looked refreshed.

Meng Ying walked to Qu Xiangyi's side, "Congratulations."

Qu Xiangyi glanced at her, "Congratulations too."

"Hey, why am I so happy?"

"Near death."

"Oh. Thank you." Meng Ying said with a smile: "You said fate is not too wonderful. In the blink of an eye, you almost became Mu Yuansheng's mistress. Fortunately, Mu Yuansheng and Yan Zhong have severed their master and apprentice Relationship. Otherwise, our titles would be really messed up."

Qu Xiangyi sneered, "I don't have that blessing."

"It is true. How much blessing can Israel rely on others?"

Qu Xiangyi's complexion instantly became ugly.

"However, you are still capable." Meng Ying's voice was very soft, "I just don't know, if Yan Zhong dies one day, will he let you live alone, or let you be buried with him?"

Qu Xiangyi's face darkened, "You probably won't be able to see it."

Meng Ying's smile widened, "If I tell Yan Zhong that Fengtong is here with me, he will trade your life if he wants, do you think he will?"

Qu Xiangyi suddenly stared into her eyes.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of smiles.

Is Fengtong really with her?

impossible!

"Tell Yan Zhong that if you manage to survive, don't pretend to be dead. Whoever should belong to Tianjing City should return it. Otherwise, all these years of his life will be in vain."

After Meng Ying finished speaking, she ignored Qu Xiangyi's doubts and left.

She was neither in the mood nor obligated to stay and see Qu Chuanfeng die.