Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 411 The Beginning of Everything 2

Just as the two were about to start arguing, the old man struck the ground heavily with his cane. Both of them looked resentful, but dared not make a move.

Gu Yao felt somewhat regretful.

Only then did he begin to look directly at the elderly man in front of him, who, although somewhat hunched over, was still very energetic.

The patriarch of the Gu family.

The most famous and respected person in this small clan.

"What's all this arguing about? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You just want that house, right? I'm telling you right now, let A-Yao choose for himself."

The old man's kind gaze fell on Gu Yao. Upon hearing this, Gu Yao shifted his body and timidly looked around. The faces, whether young or old, all revealed a greedy expression.

Gu Yao felt disgusted, lowered his head, and clutched his clothes tightly, looking as if he was at a loss.

Seeing this, the old man sighed softly, walked over to Gu Yao, and sat down next to him. "Ah Yao, do you not know who to choose?"

Hearing this, the child timidly raised his eyes, his beautiful eyes as clear as a fawn's. Gu Yao, however, didn't know what to do. He clutched the hem of his clothes, looking at this child and then at that child, almost on the verge of tears.

The old man sighed softly, reached out and touched the child's head. Just as he was about to say something, another voice came from outside the mourning hall.

"Oh, it's quite lively here. Isn't today Dr. Gu's funeral?"

A young man dressed in black strode in. Gu Yao frowned and stared at the man before him, his eyes widening slightly.

Why is it him?

Some of the people present had already recognized the newcomer.

Gu Yao took a deep breath, lowered his eyebrows, and looked away.

The first one to jump out was the young man, with a fawning smile, who reached out his hand to the man but was stopped by his bodyguard. "Mr. Xie, what brings you here?"

The person referred to as General Manager Xie is actually named Xie Gui.

He did not extend his hand to shake hands with the young man, but instead turned his gaze to the portrait in the center of the mourning hall, revealing a smile that was enigmatic, tinged with regret and a hint of satisfaction.

He looked at the clan chief, who was clearly in charge, and smiled. "I've known Dr. Gu for a while, so I should at least offer my condolences, is that alright?"

Although he asked a question, he went forward on his own without waiting for the host's permission.

He stepped forward, picked up the incense sticks on the table, took out three, lit them, and without saying a word, casually placed them in the incense burner.

Gu Yao's eyes narrowed, a hint of hostility in them.

Judging from this person's actions, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that he wasn't genuinely mourning. Everyone watched him warily.

Xie Gui patted the incense ash off his sleeves, a smile on his face, and glanced at the group of people in front of him. "Why are you all so nervous? I'm not a bad person. I have a contract here that I'm sure you'll find very interesting after you read it."

Gu Yao clenched his fist.

Xie Gui clapped his hands, and someone brought in the contract from outside the mourning hall, along with a small box.

"Here is three million. As long as one of you is in charge and signs this contract, the money is yours."

Gu Yao looked up and around. The people who had been wary just moments before now had greedy eyes, and their eyes were full of flattery as they looked at Xie Gui. Yet no one dared to make a move, and they all looked at the clan leader, who had the most say among them.

The clan chief looked at the young man before him, who was not exactly friendly and exuded a provocative air. "What you want is the computer that Yanming left behind, isn't it?"

Although it is a question, it is already a statement of fact.

Xie Gui nodded, quite frankly, "I do want the information Dr. Gu has. Anyway, he's dead now, so the information is useless to you. Why not sell it to me? It would make your lives better. Why not?"

The clan chief pondered for a moment, but did not immediately agree.

Those around were getting a little anxious, looking at the suitcase full of money as if they wanted to snatch it away immediately.

It was as if they could receive the three million in the next second.

Seeing that the old man was hesitant to agree, Xie Gui was losing patience and was about to raise the price when he heard the old man sigh softly, "Fine."

Gu Yao slowly loosened his clenched fist.

As expected, it's still the same.

No matter who comes, they will still easily sell their father's hard work for money.

He curled his lips into a mocking smile.

Listening to their cheers, dividing the huge sum of three million, arguing heatedly for more benefits, the air was filled with merriment.

But who remembers that this is his parents' funeral hall?

Whether it was due to the influence of this body or not, Gu Yao always felt that he couldn't control his emotions.

Even now, looking at these ugly faces that I've long seen through, I still can't help but feel a lot of sadness.

why?

Will good people really be rewarded?

They say that heaven is watching what people do, but he has never seen heaven help him along the way.

Gu Yao pursed his lips, his eyes involuntarily reddening.

But no one cared about his condition.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the three million.

Xie Gui got what he wanted and smiled. Then he glanced at Gu Yao and said, "This must be Dr. Gu's child. It's so pitiful that he lost his parents at such a young age."

As if on a whim, he squatted down and looked at the child in front of him. The child was clutching the hem of his clothes, his eyes red from crying, and he looked very pitiful.

Xie Gui frowned, reached out and wiped away Gu Yao's tears. The child seemed frightened by him and trembled.

Xie Gui casually withdrew his hand, stood up, crossed his arms, and looked down at the child who was crying and trembling without making a sound. He felt a tightness in his chest and his tone was a little harsh, "Child, stop crying."

Gu Yao was startled and blinked, staring blankly at the fierce-looking person in front of him.

Xie Gui realized his tone was a bit harsh, so he softened his expression slightly, looked at the child in front of him, glanced around, and frowned imperceptibly.

With such a house full of wolves and tigers, can this child really survive?

While a group of people were arguing fiercely over three million, Xie Gui squatted down in front of Gu Yao, reached out his hand, and said in the gentlest tone he had ever used, "Kid, do you want to come with me?"

The mourning hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.