Several people were filled with emotion and looked excited.

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Almost at the same time as the banknotes were splashing all over the sky, a Lexus LS drove slowly in front of a villa with a bit of an empire style on the outskirts of Modu.

It's just that white flowers and elegiac couplets are hung everywhere in the empire-style villa at this moment, and occasionally a few fake cries can be heard.

Apparently, the family has recruited an army of fake wailers.

Seeing a strange car appearing, a security guard in sackcloth and filial piety stepped forward and said coldly: "There is a funeral at home, please leave if you have nothing to do with it!"

The window of the Lexus LS fell down, and Xia Yun closed the video of the scene where money was being dropped on the pedestrian street, and then showed her exquisite and pretty face, and said calmly: "Tell Wu Manli, just say that I am Xia Yun, and I have a deal with her." .�

"She should know who I am."

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After a few minutes, Xia Yun casually walked into the villa and came to the reception hall.

This place has turned into a spiritual altar, with the words "Sound, Face and Smile" written in big characters right in front of it.

A huge black-and-white photo of Fujiwara Miha was hung on the wall, making the depressing atmosphere a bit weird.

A gloomy ghostly aura spread out, as if this place was a hell, a purgatory.

And in the deepest part of the hall, there was a figure in sackcloth kneeling and sitting on the ground.

She is not too old, she looks like she is in her forties at most, and her face is quite delicate.

But the sudden blow seemed to make her look decades old.

Wu Manli, Miwa Fujiwara's mother, is a woman with island nationality.

At this moment, Wu Manli's face was a bit gloomy. Apart from her daughter's death, another reason was because she had just received the news.

The well-arranged drama was destroyed by the banknotes flying from the sky.

It is even more difficult to find similar opportunities again.

At this moment, Wu Manli regained her image of a bit of a street-swearing shrew, wishing to clean up those old women who failed to accomplish anything but failed to do so.

This kind of thing is only the most effective for the first time. Once it fails once, the government will not allow it if you want to do it again.

After cursing, Wu Manli looked up at Xia Yun, at this woman who would be extremely jealous of her appearance and figure even if she was a woman.

Xia Yun stepped forward and lit a piece of incense for Miyu Fujiwara, but she didn't kneel down to salute or bow. Instead, she casually finished offering incense, then walked to Wu Manli and sat down on her own: "Ms. Wu, A person cannot be resurrected after death, no matter what, you should mourn and resign yourself."

"Thank you, Miss Xia, for your concern."

Wu Manli obviously knew Xia Yun. At this moment, she waved her hand to signal the people around her to back off, and then said calmly, "Miss Xia said she wants to make a deal with me, but what is the deal?"

Xia Yun said lightly: "I want evidence that can prove Ye Hao's innocence."

Wu Manli was taken aback for a moment, then she became furious after a while, and said sharply, "Xia Yun! Do you think that you are the granddaughter of Shen Jiacheng, so you can run amok outside?"

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Ye Hao killed my daughter, and you actually want to come to me to find evidence to prove his innocence?" JrNovels.com