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However, when he appeared in front of everyone, his tall figure standing in the crowd, he attracted everyone’s attention in an instant.

As the gasps rose one after another, the political celebrities and rich people of M Nation felt the bearing of the man from S nation, or rather, the world’s most illustrious wealth.

This kind of man was cold and had an air of nobility. Even if he was standing at the bottom of the steps of the church, he still had an innate aura of a King.

This was a true aristocrat. Even if they were so rich and illustrious, they still did not have the slightest smell of money.

“Mengmeng, slow down.” Like a gentleman, li junyu considerately led his beloved little wife out of the car.

No matter how noble and prominent a man was, no matter how cold and stern his face was in front of outsiders, when he lowered his head to look at the woman he loved, his attitude would always be the lowest and gentlest.

Ruan Mengmeng was dressed in a black dress with a coat of the same color on top. As she walked beside li junyu, her entire being seemed solemn and serious.

This was the standard outfit for a funeral, but everyone looked at her with a different meaning.

The pure black coat and black dress made ruan Mengmeng look less soft, but more fierce.

She was no longer the charming and tough Qin Xin on the movie screen. Instead, she had the aura of a President because of her mature and strong dress.

She was telling everyone that she, ruan Mengmeng, was now the real person in charge of the Fenghuo group.

The situation in the business circle was ever-changing, and all the rich and powerful present naturally had their own eyes and ears in the business world. Not to mention, a major event like the re-election of the chairman of the Fenghuo group could not be hidden from others.

Everyone had already received the news that ruan Mengmeng, who had been personally recommended by Zhan Bo to be the acting president, had replaced him as the new chairman of the Fenghuo group.

Other than giving Zhan Bao face, everyone had come to attend the funeral today to see the internal situation of the Beacon fire Group.

Everyone wanted to know what kind of sparks would fly between Zhan Bo, his divorced wife Duan xiuhui, and his daughter ruan Mengmeng, who had chased him out of the stage.

“You little b * stard, why are you here?” When Duan xiuhui saw ruan Mengmeng, who was being led by li junyu to the church’s entrance, her face, which had looked Haggard from crying too much, suddenly became twisted.

Ruan Mengmeng’s appearance at such an event made Duan xiuhui forget about her basic manners.

It was even a little hysterical.

Zhan Mo’s face darkened. He pulled Duan xiuhui back.”Mother, you promised me that you wouldn’t target Mengmeng like this again.”

Before coming here, Zhan mo and Duan xiuhui had a sincere discussion. He had made it clear to Duan xiuhui that Zhan Yang was unreliable and cold-blooded before he was willing to accompany her.

Zhan mo thought that his Mother Should Know who was the real cause of their family’s tragedy today.

Zhan Yang’s eyes darkened, and he ‘kindly’ explained,”I was the one who invited Mengmeng over. After all, she’s Jia ‘er’s sister. She should be here to send Jia’ er off, shouldn’t she?”

Hmph, Jia ‘er doesn’t need her to send him off. The person Jia’ er hated the most when he was alive was her, the weasel paying a New Year’s visit to the chicken. What right does an illegitimate daughter like her have to send Jia ‘er off? ”

Duan xiuhui did not appreciate it at all. Even though her eyes were red and swollen from crying, she still glared at ruan Mengmeng.