Bai Xinhui pointed to the Bai family members in the hall, most of whom were between twenty and forty years old.
"They are talking business with me. You should go out first. We still need to discuss cooperation matters with guests."
Bai Zhanhong waved his hand impatiently, signaling Bai Xinhui to leave.
"That won't do! Grandpa just passed away. What will other guests say about our Bai family not knowing etiquette?"
Bai Zhanhong was furious. "If I, the family head, say it's fine, it's fine. If you keep making trouble, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Bai Xinhui gritted her teeth in anger. These people had no intention of seeing her grandfather off.
Familiarity breeds contempt.
"Third Granduncle, you are not the family head yet. You have no right to order the clansmen around!"
—With a crack.
Bai Zhanhong slapped Bai Xinhui across the face. "Considering you are your elder brother's granddaughter, I have tolerated you time and again. Yet, you push your luck?"
"I also know that you have Su Yang backing you up, but I'm not afraid of him, nor am I afraid of you, a slut that everyone rides!"
Bai Zhanhong was ambitious and had long coveted the position of family head.
He had invited guests today to showcase his ability and authority.
Bai Xinhui's repeated provocations and doubts made Bai Zhanhong lose his patience.
"You… you hit me?"
Bai Xinhui touched her face, looking at Bai Zhanhong in disbelief.
"So what if I hit you? Go and complain to your lover Su Yang, do you think I'm afraid of him?"
Bai Zhanhong's voice was loud enough for the entire Bai family to hear.
"Oh? Are you really not afraid?"
Hearing the familiar voice, everyone turned to look.
It was Su Yang.
He helped Bai Xinhui up from the ground, wiping the five-finger marks from her face.
"Who hit her?"
Su Yang's eyes flashed with ferocity as he coldly scanned everyone present.
The invited clients quickly stood up, waving their hands to indicate they were not involved.
The young members of the Bai family also retreated a few steps, afraid of getting into trouble.
Bai Zhanhong snorted, "It was I, the family head, who hit her. What can you do?"
—Slap!
Su Yang slapped him, sending Bai Zhanhong crashing into several tables before falling heavily to the ground, rolling around.
Bai Zhanhong spat out blood and his front teeth, clutching his chest and howling.
"Su Yang, this is the Bai family. How dare you hit me?"
—Another slap.
Su Yang strode forward and delivered another powerful slap.
"You dare to touch my woman?"
Bai Zhanhong had a bright red slap mark on each side of his face, and his head was buzzing.
"Su Yang, I am the head of the Bai family. You are going too far!"
"Bullshit family head! Did you appoint yourself?"
Su Yang pretended to raise his hand, making Bai Zhanhong tremble all over.
Seeing that the Bai family members dared not come to his aid, Bai Zhanhong was both shocked and furious.
"Su Yang, don't be too arrogant. I have backing too!"
"Alright, I'll give you a chance to call for backup!"
Su Yang let go of Bai Zhanhong, signaling him to make a call.
Bai Zhanhong felt like crying. He had only pretended to have connections to gain the clansmen's support.
If he really had to call for backup, he wouldn't be able to reach anyone.
"If you're not calling for backup, then all of you go and keep vigil for Patriarch Bai!"
"Yes, yes, yes… we'll go right away!"
The young members of the Bai family didn't dare to linger and scurried away.
The guests were the same, all going to offer incense and pay respects to Bai Zhanhong.
Bai Xinhui held Su Yang's hand, leaning into his warm embrace.
"It's so good to have you here!"
"Then do you want a reward?"
"No, didn't we already… at your place? You recovered so quickly?"
"Nonsense, I'm only twenty, not an old man of seventy or eighty!"
Seeing that she wasn't resisting, Su Yang pulled her to a nearby table.
...
In front of Bai Zhanhong's mourning hall.
A group of people knelt on both sides, with guests taking turns to offer incense and pay respects.
Bai Zhanhong touched his face, his blood staining his clothes, making it very conspicuous.
Hearing the hushed whispers of the clansmen nearby, Bai Zhanhong became even more enraged.
"This morning, everyone voted to have me as the family head. Do you want to go back on your word?"
"Third Granduncle, things are different now. We think it's better for the eldest young lady to take over!"
"Yes, with Su Yang's support, the Bai family will surely reach new heights!"
These people knew how many businesses Su Yang owned, which was more than two Bai families combined.
Money was one thing, but more importantly, Su Yang knew many influential people, and they also wanted to latch onto a strong tree for shade.
"You, you…"
Bai Zhanhong was so angry that he spat blood again, his lips pale and dry.
As time passed, more and more guests arrived to pay their respects.
"Director Zong of the Songhai Security Bureau has arrived!"
Seeing Zong Ze arrive, the Bai family members didn't dare to make a sound and respectfully handed him incense.
"Patriarch Bai, you have my condolences!"
Zong Ze sighed. Bai Zhanhong being strangled by Yang Wudi was truly unexpected and tragic.
"Where is Miss Bai? Why isn't she keeping vigil?"
"Reporting to Director Zong, the eldest young lady is in the hall with Su Yang."
"I'll go take a look."
Zong Ze strode towards the hall but stopped at the entrance before getting close.
Hearing the commotion inside, Zong Ze shook his head and returned the way he came.
Another half hour passed.
Su Yang helped Bai Xinhui, whose legs were weak, out and they went to the mourning hall.
"Eldest young lady, Director Zong came just now. Did you not see him when he went to look for you?"
Bai Xinhui blushed, guessing that Zong Ze had heard the noise and left.
"No, he was probably busy with something."
Su Yang solemnly offered incense three times and sat next to Bai Xinhui.
Feeling his restless hand, Bai Xinhui rolled her eyes.
"There are so many guests, don't mess around…"
With the death of the Bai family head, all the prominent figures in Songhai had come.
At this moment, the officiant shouted: "Patriarch Liu of the Liu family, Liu Jiaqi, has arrived to pay respects!"
Su Yang looked over. Liu Jiaqi, dressed in a black mourning dress, walked with her head held high and chest out.
After the incident with Yang Wudi, she had learned to be strong and steady.
After offering incense and paying respects, Liu Jiaqi nodded at Su Yang and retreated to stand outside.
"Second Miss Duan of the Duan family, Duan Wanjun, has arrived!"
Duan Wanjun arrived gracefully with several sisters, all in black formal gowns.
Su Yang retracted his hand and sat up straight, just in time to see Duan Xiaosan glare at him.
After the sisters offered incense and paid their respects, Duan Wanjun was about to leave.
However, Duan Xiaosan pulled Su Yang out and threatened, "I saw everything just now. You were touching the eldest young lady of the Bai family."
"So what if you saw?"
"Hmph, you don't want your elder sisters to know, do you?"
Su Yang was stunned. This sounded familiar!
"What do you want?"
Duan Xiaosan pointed at the white Lamborghini concept outside. "Lend me your limited edition supercar worth 380 million yuan, and I won't tell. I'll keep quiet!"
—This girl knows cars!
"Third Sister, if you want to drive it, just say so. No need to blackmail me!"
Su Yang handed over the car keys. He wasn't lacking in cars.
"Who knew you were so generous? Thinking back, it wasn't a loss to let you touch me back then."
"Then can you let me touch you again, Third Sister?"
"Get lost! Last time was for treatment. I'm not sick!"
Duan Xiaosan cursed with a smile, grabbed the car keys, and went to open the Lamborghini.
Su Yang rubbed his nose and followed Duan Wanjun.
"Second Sister, do you miss me?"