Chapter 228
Chapter 228
Sun Yang had drawn up his will two days earlier.
He had been planning to kill himself for some time. He just hadn’t expected it to happen so soon.
According to Gu An’an, Sun Yang donated to charity every year, giving away large sums of money to help the poor.
Sometimes he would even organize the employees at his company and personally deliver supplies to impoverished families.
Because Sun Yang believed in Daoism, he hoped that by doing good deeds, he could accumulate blessings for himself and keep his family safe.
But after something like this happened, Sun Yang left half of his family fortune to his relatives in his will. As for the other half, he intended to donate it all to the Daoist Temple in Lanjiang City. Not a single cent would go to the poor again.
He believed the poor hated the rich. He had done so much for them, yet in the end, the very group he cared about had driven the people closest to him to death simply because his family had money. So he no longer felt any sympathy for the poor.
Human nature was exactly as Seventh Master had once said: the hearts of mortals are more treacherous than mountains and rivers, harder to understand than the heavens. Even the heavens still have the cycles of spring, autumn, winter, summer, dawn, and dusk, but people wear kind faces over hidden depths…
After reading Sun Yang’s suicide note, all of us felt heartbroken and deeply sorry.
Sun Yang’s family was rich, yes, but they were good people too. You could tell from his suicide note that Sun Yang was a kind man with a strong sense of responsibility.
Before he killed himself, he even sent a text message to every member of his family, telling them to take care of their health.
It was such a pity for a man like him to die.
No, it should be said that it was a pity for the whole family. They should have been living perfectly well, but in the end, they were driven to death by those keyboard warriors.
Who was going to take responsibility for that?
The matter ended there.
Gu An’an spoke with Sun Yang’s parents, and they still authorized our shop to sell the villa.
But three people had died in that house one after another. The profit would probably take another heavy hit.
Meng Yifan didn’t think it was a shame. After all, Sun Yang’s death had hit him hard too. In the end, whatever price it sold for was what it sold for. He didn’t really care anymore.
That night, Seventh Master went to the villa alone and performed a ritual for Sun Yang and his daughter, Sun Jiayu, giving this poor father and daughter an Exorcism.
But Ding Ruoning had not been given an Exorcism yet. If we performed an Exorcism for Ding Ruoning now, it would be no different from sending her straight to hell.
Seventh Master said that at the very least, he would have to recite the Scripture of Resolving Grievances and Removing Sins for Ding Ruoning for a full year. Only when the time was right could he send her to the place she was meant to go.
On the third day after Sun Yang’s suicide, the few of us attended his funeral together and saw him off on his final journey.
In the memorial portrait, Sun Yang was unsmiling. He was a very handsome man.
It really was a shame about him.
Anning even bought a funeral wreath in his memory.
…
Several days passed in the blink of an eye. Tao Xiaoyu’s villa had already been auctioned off by the auction house.
The market value of that villa was 4.6 million, and the final sale price was 3 million. In other words, it sold for 3 million.
Of that 3 million, 1.3 million was given to Tao Xiaoyu’s parents. That was what had been agreed on beforehand.
The auction house’s service fee came to 90,000. After everything was settled, Meng Yifan made 1.61 million.
Just from selling that one villa, he earned that much money.
When he looked at the balance in his bank account, he was so excited he nearly passed out.
I suddenly remembered the divination I had done before. After Tao Xiaoyu’s death, Meng Yifan would still receive benefits from Tao Xiaoyu.
And he really had. From his dead ex-girlfriend, he had gained more than a million!
Still, the guy was loyal. He gave Song Xiaotian and me 500,000 each. After all, if Song Xiaotian and I hadn’t run ourselves ragged trying to save him last time, he never would have gotten out. By now, he might have already been shot.
Besides, in order to save him back then, I had slipped Brother Liu 300,000. In reality, I only made 200,000.
In the end, there was only 610,000 left. Meng Yifan still had to pay taxes on that, and he still had to pay commission and wages to the two longtime employees at the shop, so he wouldn’t have much left when all was said and done.
That morning, Song Xiaotian and I had just gotten up when we heard what sounded like guests arriving at the house.
We went out to take a look, only to find that the people who’d come were actually Tao Xiaoyu’s mother and Tao Xiaoyu’s younger brother.
Her brother was only a junior in college this year, if I remembered correctly.
I was completely baffled. Why had Tao Xiaoyu’s mom brought her brother here?
Song Xiaotian and I stood off to the side and listened for a while. The more we listened, the more ridiculous it got.
Tao Xiaoyu’s mother had come to ask Meng Yifan for all the bags and luxury items Tao Xiaoyu had used before.
The things Tao Xiaoyu had used while she was alive were all designer brands. Even the cheapest bag was over ten thousand, and the expensive ones cost tens of thousands. Meng Yifan had never been stingy when it came to spending money on her.
But Song Xiaotian and I had already sold all of those things, and every cent from the sale had gone to Meng Yifan.
That woman had spent so much of Meng Yifan’s money, only to cheat on him and mess around with another man outside. As his brothers, of course we wanted to help Meng Yifan recover at least some money.
Who would’ve thought Tao Xiaoyu’s mom would now try to demand those things back?
My eyes were truly opened. These days, there really was no shortage of shameless people.
Meng Yifan’s expression was awful, but since the other party was an elder, he didn’t want to burn all bridges. He simply said the things had already been sold, the money had already been spent, and he had no money to give them.
“Xiao Meng, you can’t behave like this,” Tao Xiaoyu’s mother said, starting to cry as she accused him. “Xiaoyu was with you for two years, after all. Now that she’s dead, you’re bullying an old woman like me, is that it? Auntie treated you so well before. You can’t be this heartless. A person shouldn’t act the way you do.”
Tao Xiaoyu’s younger brother’s tone was unfriendly too. “Meng, since you gave those things to my sister, then they belonged to my sister. As her family, we have the right to take them back. How can you just keep our things for yourself?”
“How am I keeping them for myself?!” Meng Yifan flew into a rage. “I treated her so well. I spent all the money I earned on her, and what did she do? She went out and fooled around with some old man. Did she do right by me? I bought those things. Why can’t I sell them?”
Tao Xiaoyu’s mother was so angry she slapped the table. “You little bastard, what kind of way is that to talk? My daughter is already dead, and you still say things like that about her! She was with you for two years. How did she ever wrong you? If she was going to cheat, why didn’t she cheat in those first two years? Why did she only cheat now? Wasn’t it because you never had time to keep her company? If you’d been there for her, would she have had the chance to cheat?”
“You’re completely out of line! You don’t reflect on yourself at all! I don’t care. Give my daughter’s things back!”
Meng Yifan was so furious his eyes turned red.
I couldn’t listen anymore, so I shot back, “Aren’t you people being completely unreasonable? Your daughter cheated, and you still sound pretty proud of it, don’t you? Meng Yifan bought her a car worth over six hundred thousand, and he didn’t even ask you for it back. Yet you have the nerve to come here asking for her things!”
“And that villa Tao Xiaoyu’s lover bought her-you people made over a million from that, didn’t you? Still not satisfied? If you want that much money, are you planning to burn it for Tao Xiaoyu? If you want to burn something, go buy spirit money and burn that!”
When it came to roasting people, my skill was second only to Song Xiaotian’s.
My words made the mother and son lose it.
Tao Xiaoyu’s brother immediately stood up and threatened me. “You’d better watch your damn mouth! Looking to get smacked, are you?”
Her brother was nearly six foot three. I’d heard he was on the college basketball team, and he was built like some kind of black bear demon.
Song Xiaotian didn’t say a word. He went straight to the kitchen and came back out with a cleaver.
“You want money, right?”
“I’ll take your lives today!”