People were talking and gossiping, without putting the death of Tie Sanjiao in their hearts.

  No one even called for a doctor to come and treat them.

  It was as if their deaths had no meaning for anyone.

  Luoyao trembled with both hands and went to pull Yemengyuan, only to find that his body had no temperature at all, and his hand was as cold as iron.

  "Hey! Ye Moyuan! Don't scare me, hurry up and get up, hurry up!" Luoyao cried, really cried.

  She felt Ye Mo Yuan was dead.

  He's really dead.

  No breathing and no heartbeat, body is icy cold, what else could this be but death?

  "Get out of here!" Song Yu Ru suddenly appeared from nowhere, pushing Luo Yao away and scolding her like a shrew, "You're a jinx who's been struck by lightning, you've already killed off the young master with your bad luck. What are you pretending to cry about? Get lost! The young master isn't someone that a lowly woman like you can get close to. Your tears will only tarnish his nobility and pride."

  "Miss Song! What nonsense are you spouting? How is our young mistress inferior?" Xiao He pushed Song Yuru away, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. "It's brainless women like you who are inferior."

  "It's already late at night, even if something happens, but our young lady is still here, the Ye family is still here, so it's up to you people to come out and stir up trouble?"

  Xiao He's words were cold and stern, without leaving any room for sentiment.

  Those who just shouted that the Tokyo business community would be reshuffled have all become mute.

  The story of the Ye family's rise to wealth is a legendary tale.

  No one knew where Ye Zhenjiang was from or how he made a living.

  Anyway, he started making a fortune from collecting long hair on the streets and alleys, after that he made money in everything he did.

  The only regret is that there were few people at night.

  Ye Zhenjiang had nine sons but they all died and he has no descendants.

  Only the youngest son was left behind in a dark and desolate place, and he died miserably until this day.

  This family is going to be finished tonight.

  "How come it's never our turn?" Song Yu got up, fearless and confrontational towards Xiao He, "Our Song family has been oppressed by the Ye family for decades, it's time we stand up and be the boss for once, hold our heads high and show off."

  The words that the master of the Song family, Song Yuanhao, did not dare to say were spoken by his granddaughter, and he was also delighted.

  His granddaughter is indeed his granddaughter, and what she said was straightforward and just what he wanted to hear.

  The situation on the scene is subtle, and Ye Jia's young lady is also a member of the Ye family. Even if Ye Mo Yuan died, Ye Zhen Jiang is still there. A camel that has starved to death is bigger than a horse, and if Ye Zhen Jiang collapses, it would be better for him to die immediately, as it is destined that the Ye family will lose.

  If he gets back on his feet again, it's really uncertain who will have the final say in the business world of Tokyo.

  Song Yuanhao was a cunning man and naturally did not want to waste his breath arguing before the situation became clear.

  But with his granddaughter as a vanguard, he wasn't worried about offending the Ye family at all.

  Not to mention worrying about offending other families.

  Ignorant girl, with no filter on her mouth, says whatever she wants.

  "The Song family? You're not even worthy of polishing our shoes at night." Xiao He sneered at Song Yuru, "You, can't even compare to one strand of hair from our young mistress. Have you already forgotten the lesson she taught you recently?"

  Song Yu's face turned pale, his whole body trembling with rage, and he rushed up to attack Xiao He.

  "Shameless and despicable woman, how dare you mention that kind of thing? Your lady was shameless enough to pretend to be a shopping guide for me, and now you have the nerve to say it out loud? You...”

  The words had hardly left his lips when a series of loud slaps were heard, each one crisp and clear.

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