Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Sauce

"Don't stop him, let him come over!"

Mrs. Tang was about to drive Zhang Dabiao out directly, but Tang Longting suddenly spoke.

Even if Mrs. Tang was unwilling to accept it, Tang Longting had already spoken, so she naturally would not stop her anymore. In the end, she could only watch Zhang Dabiao walk into the mourning hall.

"Zhang Dabiao, why are you here to the Tang family? It's like a cat crying rat pretending to be merciful!" The moment Deng Yalin saw Zhang Dabiao, he also showed a resentful expression of seeing his enemy, so that before Tang Longting had time to speak, Deng Yalin spoke out angrily.

"Mr. Deng, are you really not getting married? Why are you so lingering? If I am fake compassionate, then you are meddling in other people's business? When will your dignified Mr. Deng become a member of the Tang family? Or when will the Tang family be your turn to Deng Yalin be the one who takes charge?" Zhang Dabiao looked at Deng Yalin with a smile, and his tone was mocking.

"Zhang Dabiao, you..." Deng Yalin's face immediately became ugly, but he didn't know what to say to fight back.

"Okay, this is Song'er's funeral after all. I don't want to see someone making trouble in front of his mourning hall. If you two want to send him a last trip, please leave quickly after the worship." At this moment, Tang Longting spoke impatiently.

Deng Yalin's expression also became very ugly because of his words.

Zhang Dabiao didn't say much nonsense. After comforting Tang Longting, he went to worship Tang and Song dynasties.

"I know that no one in the Tang family wants to see me. Since that's the case, I'll leave now, goodbye!" Zhang Dabiao planned to leave after the worship.

"Mr. Zhang, please stay!" Seeing that Zhang Dabiao was about to leave, Tang Longting called him.

"Is there anything wrong with the head of the Tang family?" Zhang Dabiao turned around and asked in confusion.

"I have a question and want to ask Mr. Zhang. I wonder if Mr. Zhang can answer it for me?" Tang Longting thought for a few seconds before finally speaking.

"Master Tang Family!" Zhang Dabiao did not refuse and agreed without hesitation.

"I already know all the things that Tang and Song did before, and I also know that you two are enemies, but now Mr. Zhang takes the initiative to worship Tang and Song. I want to know what Mr. Zhang would do if Tang and Song were still alive?" Tang Longting stared at Zhang Dabiao tightly, unwilling to miss any changes in his expression.

"First, I didn't mean to be an enemy with Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang came to cause trouble for me several times. I just made legitimate defense. Second, some of the things he did were really unforgivable!"

Zhang Dabiao didn't say much. After saying this, he turned around and left.

"Zhang Dabiao, I will definitely make you die a bad death. Sooner or later, I will ask you to pay my son's life!" Mrs. Tang at the door was still full of anger. Seeing Zhang Dabiao leave, she shouted unwillingly at Zhang Dabiao's figure.

"I'll wait!" Zhang Dabiao was not angry, but nodded, and then quickly walked out of the mourning hall.

"Boss Tang family leader, Zhang Dabiao is so arrogant, aren't you willing to cooperate with me?" Looking at Zhang Dabiao's figure leaving casually, Deng Yalin's face was gloomy.

"Mr. Deng, please go back first!" Tang Longting did not give his own reply, but instead wanted to drive him out.

"If the head of the Tang family wants to cooperate with me, you can find me at any time. I will stay there soon and say goodbye!"

Deng Yalin was unwilling to reach a cooperation with Tang Longting without success, but the other party had already issued an order to expel guests, so he naturally couldn't continue to stay here and had to leave first.

Outside the mourning hall.

After taking all the things that happened in the mourning hall just now, the driver returned to the car and repeated them all to Lin Pingyue.

A smile flashed across Lin Pingyue's eyes, and then he saw Zhang Dabiao walking towards them. He quickly waved his hand to the driver.

"Don't you go and take a look?" Seeing the driver getting in the car, Zhang Dabiao smiled and asked Lin Pingyue.

"Forget it, the more I look at it, the sadder it becomes. To be honest, before I met you, Tang Song and I were good friends and good brothers." Lin Pingyue pretended to be regretful and sighed.

"If I say that, wouldn't I become a bad person who sows your feelings? It's a sin!" Zhang Dabiao teased.

"You can't say that. Just think that Mr. Zhang has helped me worship Mr. Tang. Since that's the case, I won't get in the eyes of the Tang family." Lin Pingyue sighed.

At this moment, a luxury car drove past their car, and the person sitting in the back seat of the luxury car was not Deng Yalin!

When Lin Pingyue saw Deng Yalin, Deng Yalin naturally saw him, but the eyes of the two of them only met for a second, and Deng Yalin walked away.

"How could Deng Yalin come over?" Lin Pingyue looked shocked.

"You shouldn't be so surprised." Zhang Dabiao got into the car with a calm expression and said with some meaning.

"What does Mr. Zhang mean?" Lin Pingyue didn't understand.

"Do you really not know? In some ways, Deng Yalin and Tang Song are actually enemies."

Zhang Dabiao stared at Lin Pingyue and kept looking at him.

Zhang Dabiao's words gradually made Lin Pingyue's mood solemn, but he still showed great calmness.

"What is Mr. Zhang talking about? I don't have so much spare time to pay attention to the matter between them and Miss Liu." Lin Pingyue showed a bitter smile.

"Is that so? I think Young Master Lin should be quite idle!" Zhang Dabiao sneered.

"But Deng Yalin suddenly came to the Tang family, there must be some conspiracy. And I believe you have already understood what the Tang family is doing to Mr. Zhang just now." Lin Pingyue reminded him with a look of thinking about Zhang Dabiao.

"Anyway, you don't plan to go in and worship, so let's go. Please send me to the hotel!" Zhang Dabiao did not accept Lin Pingyue's words, but leaned on the seat impatiently and said.

Seeing Zhang Dabiao enter the hotel with his own eyes, Lin Pingyue's heart that had been hanging around finally relaxed.

"Sister Lin, Zhang Dabiao will not start to doubt you, right?" the driver asked with some concern.

"I didn't attack Tang Song again, what's there to doubt about him?"

"Besides, he never trusted me!"

Lin Pingyue didn't care about this at all.

"But Tang and Song died inexplicably. It should be Zhang Dabiao's move, right?" The driver touched his chin with one hand and placed the other on the steering wheel, with curiosity and confusion on his face.

"He probably wouldn't do this. I was thinking about who killed Tang Song before, but today I saw Deng Yalin at the funeral of Tang Song, and I had a guess in my heart!" Lin Pingyue's mouth raised slightly, and a somewhat sinister smile appeared.
Chapter completed!