Chapter 336

Qin Xian heard Ji Fei's muttering and couldn't help but smile. That's exactly how it was.

The second branch of the Qin family seemed to have realized what Qin Wenqiang had done.

However, Qin Wenqiang didn’t reveal anything to avoid alerting anyone. Instead, she simply took her family and left that unlucky place.

After all, Yang Feng was now just a handful of ashes, and he didn’t deserve Qin Wenqiang to handle his funeral arrangements.

Without Qin Wenqiang, there were still the mistress and illegitimate children. When they found out they couldn’t inherit all the assets, they were resentful but had no choice. They could only put on a show, coaxing the elderly couple to arrange Yang Feng’s funeral in hopes of gaining more benefits.

They also took the opportunity to make an appearance in front of Yang’s relatives, proving the existence of herself and her children, so that when the lawyer came to divide the estate, it would save them some trouble.

A pair of domineering elders and a mistress who rose to power through her beauty—none of them seemed to realize the legal issues at hand.

Some of Yang’s relatives had already noticed the problem, but because these people’s behavior was so disgusting and they were so guarded against anyone trying to claim a share of the inheritance, no one was willing to remind them.

Not that it would have made a difference anyway.

On the day of the funeral, many people showed up.

Yang Feng had been a figure of some standing in Y City’s business circles, so naturally, his business associates came to pay their respects.

But as soon as they arrived, they were shocked to see the mistress and a group of illegitimate children. They truly hadn’t expected Yang Feng to be so bold. The oldest illegitimate child seemed only slightly younger than his legitimate child.

To make matters worse, the mistress acted like the lady of the house, greeting them with such grace that it made them extremely uncomfortable. Weren’t they just setting themselves up to offend the Qin family?

But since they were already there, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and enter.

Once inside, they didn’t even need to ask. Yang Feng’s parents put on a dramatic performance, condemning Qin Wenqiang for neglecting her duties as a wife. They claimed she hadn’t lifted a finger to prepare her husband’s funeral, leaving it all to the kind, gentle, and filial ‘mistress.’

They also accused Yang Weiwei of being unfilial, saying she hadn’t shown any concern for her father’s death, unlike the four younger children who had stayed by his side, crying every day.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

In short, they spared no effort in painting Qin Wenqiang and her daughter as heartless, while praising the mistress and her children for their dedication.

But who cared? They were businesspeople. Would sympathizing with the mistress and illegitimate children improve their future business prospects? Don’t be ridiculous. This was the Qin family they were dealing with—no one dared to cross them.

They guessed that Qin Wenqiang and her daughter must have discovered Yang Feng’s long-hidden misdeeds and left in anger.

During the days leading up to the funeral, Qin Wenqiang hadn’t shown her face at all. It wasn’t until now that she arrived with her daughter, Yang Weiwei, flanked by a group of bodyguards, given the number of troublemakers present.

The Qin family had already been briefed on the situation, so none of their relatives attended the funeral. They had assumed only Qin Yi would accompany his sister.

But when they saw a group of young people arrive and stand at the entrance, watching without paying their respects, the Yang relatives were confused.

They probably never expected people to come to a funeral just to watch the drama unfold.

Because of this strange turn of events, the other guests became curious as well. What was supposed to be a solemn funeral quickly turned into a spectacle.

[Wow, the mistress and illegitimate children are all here. Are they really this bold? Coming here was definitely the right decision—there’s quite a show to watch!]

Except for Qin’s parents, who stayed at the old house with Qin Xi, everyone else had come.

The twins from Fourth Uncle Qin’s family had tagged along on their own—they loved a good drama.

As for Qin Jiaxi, she had been dragged along by the others and was still a bit dazed. This was her first time experiencing such a conflict. She had thought her cousin would choose to let bygones be bygones, but instead, she had arrived with such a dramatic entrance.

For some reason, Qin Jiaxi felt a strange warmth in her heart.

By now, the funeral hall was buzzing with activity.

Qin Wenqiang faced the mistress for the first time.

The mistress put on a pitiful act, ignoring Qin Wenqiang and instead pulling her four children forward to address Yang Weiwei: “Weiwei, hello. Come meet your younger siblings. This is your first time meeting them, but from now on, you’ll only have each other. You must support one another…”

Before the mistress could finish, Yang Weiwei, who had already had a heart-to-heart with her mother, coldly retorted, “Auntie, what are you talking about? I’m an only child. Where would I have younger siblings?”

[Pfft! I was worried Yang Weiwei might be overwhelmed by seeing these people, but she’s already become a carbon copy of her mother. Betrayal truly forces women to evolve. Even the father-daughter relationship has had a significant impact. Poor little Weiwei, carrying burdens far beyond her age. I really feel like scattering Yang Feng’s ashes to the wind.]

The title “Auntie” elicited several stifled laughs from the crowd, turning the mistress’s face green with anger. But she couldn’t lash out, so she turned to Qin Wenqiang with a pleading expression. “Sister Qin, it’s all my fault, but the children are innocent. They’re the closest family you have. You should explain this to Weiwei. Yang Feng always hoped the children could support each other. After all, they share the same blood…”

Before she could finish, the slap arrived—better late than never.

Two resounding slaps echoed through the funeral hall, sending the mistress sprawling to the ground. The crowd gasped, and the illegitimate children began screaming.

The oldest boy rushed at Qin Wenqiang, but Yang Weiwei, who had been itching for a fight, swung her arm and delivered a solid slap to his face.

When the others tried to make a scene, the bodyguards stepped forward, intimidating them into silence. All that remained were cries and curses.

“Hmph! You became a mistress—didn’t you expect to get slapped? What are you crying about?” Qin Wenqiang sneered at the mistress. “And who told you to call me ‘sister’? Are your brains still stuck in ancient times, dreaming of being a concubine?”

[No, no, no. At best, she’s a kept woman—not even a concubine.]

The Qin family wanted to laugh but maintained their composure, quietly enjoying the drama.

“Qin Wenqiang, are you really going to cause a scene here? Don’t you want my son to rest in peace?” Grandma Yang exclaimed in agitation.

“Why should I wish for him to rest in peace? Does he deserve it?” Qin Wenqiang shot back.

Grandpa Yang then turned to Yang Weiwei. “Weiwei, don’t let your mother brainwash you. They really are your younger siblings. You have to acknowledge them.”

Yang Weiwei’s gaze toward her grandparents grew increasingly filled with hatred. She had already heard from the family lawyer that legitimate children had a legal obligation to support their illegitimate siblings.

The thought that her grandparents were only bringing this up now made her sick to her stomach.

“I said I don’t have any younger siblings. If you say they are, where’s the proof?” Yang Weiwei demanded.

This left the legally ignorant crowd momentarily stunned. Proof? What kind of proof could there be?

At that moment, the lawyer responsible for dividing the estate arrived.

Qin ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‍Wenqiang smiled coldly. “Weiwei, Yang Feng’s parents, and I are legally entitled to participate in the estate division. But anyone else who wants a share will need to provide evidence… Oh, right, evidence. It’s not enough to just say it. You claim these children are Weiwei’s siblings, meaning they’re Yang Feng’s children. So… do you have a paternity test?”