Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Mr. Mo, Old Mrs. Mo, Anran’s life is really tough.”

Lan Tingyi pretended to be upset and cried.

Mo Changwen held Lan Tingyi’s hand in sadness.

“My condolences!”

Old Mrs. Mo didn’t care about this scum and walked towards Lan Tingyun and his wife. Lan Tingyi didn’t care and when he saw that most of the people had arrived, he went to the reporters to curry favor.

“Mr. Lan, you are Miss Lan’s uncle. Logically, this matter should be handled by the Mo Family or Miss Lan’s biological parents. Why was it organized by you, Mr. Lan?”

The reporter was curious.

“As you can see, my second brother and his wife are very sad and don’t have the energy to do these things. They only want to cry when they see Anran’s things and the Mo Family’s Old Mrs. Mo is old and can’t stand such sad things. It’s just me who could handle this. Jinrong is probably very upset as well, so it’s only right that I can help.”

Lan Tingyi put on a sad expression in front of the media.

Someone in the crowd suddenly spoke.

“Mr. Lan, I heard that you were on the police’s wanted list and escaped because of a private autopsy. Is this matter over?”

The reporters immediately became alert and brought their microphones closer.

This was big news to them. Catching criminals at the memorial would be a great contribution.

Lan Tingyi smiled in a daze.

“It was a misunderstanding, it’s alright now.”

“But Mr. Lan’s name is still on the wanted list. Mr. Lan, are you saying that the police’s work was messed up? I wonder how bold Mr. Lan is to dare to show his face in front of the media?”

A man took out the wanted list on his phone and showed it to everyone.

Xu Yanshan saw that something was wrong and hurried over to help.

“Everyone, don’t just stand there, Anran’s memorial service is about to start.”

She turned back to look at Lan Tingyi, who was sweating profusely, and told him to step back.

She hadn’t thought of that problem today and had been thinking about money. It wouldn’t be good if he was caught, so Xu Yanshan told Lan Tingyi to stay behind the scenes.

Some people were interrupted by Xu Yanshan’s words and hurriedly filmed the memorial hall. Many students placed a chrysanthemum flower under Lan Anran’s portrait to express their condolences.

The video was broadcasting when a deep voice came from outside.

“The memorial service started even before I arrived?”

Mo Jinrong and Mo San pushed through the crowd.

The reporters frantically snapped photos, blocking Mo Jinrong’s path as a group of people surrounded him.

Mo San wasn’t wearing a black suit today, but a silver-gray suit. The camera kept filming Mo San’s face, but his expression didn’t change at all.

The onlookers started to discuss softly.

“Is this Mo Jinrong? He doesn’t seem sad at all. He really is as cold-blooded as the rumors say.”

“He’s too ugly. No wonder Lan Anran was jinxed to death. She’s either jinxed or dead by his ugliness. Who wouldn’t be worried about facing such an ugly monster? Lan Anran is from the countryside after all and only recognizes money.”

Mo Jinrong heard their discussion, but he wasn’t angry. He stood in front of the reporters and looked at the camera.

“Since when does a distant relative of the Lan Family to host a funeral for the daughter-in-law of the Mo Family?”

Xu Yanshan was unwilling to accept this. After all, she was Lan Anran’s aunt. How did she become a distant relative? It hadn’t even been three generations.

She wanted to protest, but was rebuked by Mo San.

“Madam Xu, Lan Anran is the daughter-in-law of the Mo Family. It wasn’t right to inform us about this funeral at the last moment. Besides, Anran isn’t dead yet. Is there another reason why you are holding a funeral in such a hurry?”

Mo San looked at Xu Yanshan angrily.

Xu Yanshan was so angry she was at a loss for words.

“We just want to hold a funeral for Anran. We can’t drag this matter on just because the Mo Family isn’t willing. Aren’t you embarrassed since Anran was jinxed to death by you?”

“Wouldn’t it tarnish the Mo Family’s reputation if the funeral is held in such a dilapidated place?”

Mo San looked around. The walls were peeling and there was a smell of rust everywhere. It was obvious that this warehouse was prepared over the past two days. This funeral was really shabby!

“Stop fighting. Anran is gone, how can you still fight?”

Mo Changwen stepped forward to mediate.

“Changwen!”

Liu Fang suddenly appeared behind Mo Changwen with Mo Yuze, shocking him.

This was a matter of the Mo Family and regardless of how unwilling Old Mrs. Mo was, she was still a member of the Mo Family. She had to participate in the Mo Family’s matter.

“What are you doing here?”

“How could I not come to the Mo Family’s matter? After all, our son is a member of the Mo Family!”

Liu Fang smiled. With her son by her side, she wasn’t afraid of anything. Now, she just had to rely on herself. If she relied on Mo Changwen, she wouldn’t even be able to survive.

Old Mrs. Mo watched Mo Changwen coldly. She didn’t want to quarrel with them on such a day as it would be shameful.

“Mr. Mo, are you going to get married again after Miss Lan’s death?”

Mo San didn’t say anything in the face of the reporters’ questions, but Mo Changwen actively cooperated and smiled.

“Let’s not talk about this now.”

“Since the Mo Corporation doesn’t have a successor, is there going to be an internal change and a replacement?” the reporter asked again..