Arranged marriage, love blossoms; a fiercely devoted soldier dotes on her alone.

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Xiao Zhan could hear the low, melodious mournful music.

Xiao Zhan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Director Xia, how did you know it was Liu Shiyuan who sent the wreaths and elegiac couplets?"

Xia Keke continued, "After you left, I stayed at the scene. The name Liu Shiyuan was clearly written on the funeral banner. I asked the deliveryman where he got the goods from, and he said that the customer ordered them online, and he went directly to the funeral wreath shop to pick them up and then delivered them. I guess we won't be able to find any clues."

"Deng Ying is asking you how you plan to handle this matter?"

Xiao Zhan: "What did the rest of the Deng family say?"

Xia Keke: "What else can I say? I'm asking the police to solve the case within a time limit. Old Master Deng specifically came to me and asked me to tell you that Liu Shiyuan is showing off to the Deng and Xiao families."

Xiao Zhan: "Old Deng is right. Liu Shiyuan is declaring war on the Deng and Xiao families. Wait for me, I'll be right there."

Xiao Zhan put down his phone and said to Qin Huanhuan, "I have urgent business to attend to. You take Ai'ai and Mom home first."

Qin Huanhuan overheard Xiao Zhan and Xia Keke's conversation and asked, "Honey, something happened to Brother Deng?"

Xiao Zhan nodded and said, "Deng Zhi passed away last night."

Qin Huanhuan was shocked when she heard this. Tears welled up in her eyes. In fact, Deng Zhi respected her quite a bit. Putting aside business and politics, Deng Zhi always treated Qin Huanhuan with courtesy and politeness whenever they met.

Qin Huanhuan asked very sensibly, "Honey, shall I go with you to pay our respects to Brother Deng?"

Xiao Zhan: "Don't go there yet. Wait until the farewell ceremony. There are too many people now, and the scene is chaotic."

Qin Huanhuan: "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements."

Xiao Zhan said to Wu Lei and Zhang Jie, who were standing at the door, "You two be on high alert. The capital won't be peaceful these next few days."

Wu Lei and Zhang Jie replied in unison, "Understood, Instructor."

Xiao Zhan then instructed Shen Jun, "Go and drive the car."

Shen Jun: "Yes!"

Seeing that Xiao Zhan was about to leave, Zhang Aiai quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Brother-in-law, aren't you coming back with me? Mom said the new house is so big and beautiful, it's a three-story detached villa. She also said she'd give me a large bedroom all to myself, with a bathroom. My mom also said I'd have a private study."

"Brother-in-law, is everything my mother said true?"

Xiao Zhan patted Zhang Aiai's round little head affectionately and said, "Of course our little princess Aiai should have her own princess room by herself. Besides, you just got out of the hospital and need to rest. At the same time, you also need to catch up on the lessons you missed, so I specially decorated a small study for you. You'll see it when you get home. In addition, I also got you a brand new Apple computer."

"I just don't know if you like pink or not."

When Zhang Aiai heard that he had also bought her a fruit-themed computer in her favorite color, her eyes lit up and she exclaimed happily, "Long live brother-in-law! Brother-in-law is the best! Brother-in-law is the coolest and most handsome man in the world!"

"Um!"

Zhang Aiai was so excited that she kissed Xiao Zhan on the cheek.

"Hahaha……."

Everyone else in the room was amused by Zhang Aiai's quirky and clever antics...

Qin Huanhuan rolled her eyes at Xiao Zhan and said, "You just spoil her. Look how pampered she is; she doesn't act like a girl at all anymore."

Seeing how genuinely good Xiao Zhan was to her two daughters, Liang Yanhong was very happy. Huanhuan was truly blessed to have found a man like Xiao Zhan.

Liang Yanhong said, "Young Master Xiao, you can go and do your work with peace of mind. I'll take care of things at home."

Actually, there are several nannies in the villa.

She doesn't have to do anything at home. There's a housekeeper who's in charge of cooking, a housekeeper who's in charge of cleaning, and a housekeeper who's in charge of handling all sorts of things.

This made Liang Yanhong, who was used to hard work, feel a little uncomfortable with this life of being waited on hand and foot...

After half an hour.

Xiao Zhan arrived at the courtyard house where Deng Zhisheng used to live on Nanchizi Street next to Chang'an Street.

At this moment, a mourning hall had been set up in the courtyard for people to come and pay their respects. The somber and solemn funeral music and the rising incense created an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

This morning, Xiao Zhan and Xia Keke escorted Deng Zhi back here, and he only went home after arranging everything.

Xia Keke stepped forward and said, "Just now, Old Master Deng instructed that all of the Deng family's external businesses will be officially taken over by Deng Ying."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan looked at Xia Keke with some surprise…

Xia Keke knew what Xiao Zhan wanted to say and continued, "Currently, only Deng Ying from the Deng family can take over Deng Zhi's business, and this was arranged by Deng Zhi beforehand."

Xiao Zhan nodded. The Deng family's affairs were none of his business, and he had no desire to meddle in other people's affairs.

Xia Keke said in a low voice with a hint of resentment, "You're so clever. You left so easily and made me assist Deng Ying. I've fallen for your trick. The Deng family is in complete chaos now. Everyone wants to take advantage of the situation to get more assets into their own names. Deng Ying has to deal with Deng Zhi's funeral while also dealing with the bottomless challenges from family members."

Xiao Zhan was about to speak.

"Beep beep beep".

My phone rang in my pocket.

Xiao Zhan took out his phone and saw the caller ID. He raised an eyebrow and said to Xia Keke, "It's your cousin Su Zixing calling. Did you tell her about Deng Zhi's death?"

Xia Keke shook her head and said, "I didn't tell her."

"With her abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for her to know about major events happening in the capital, especially since the Deng family's obituary has already been released to the public."

Xiao Zhan nodded, walked to the side, answered the phone, and asked, "What are your instructions, Miss Su?"

Su Zixing's cold, emotionless voice came through the phone.

"Please pick me up at the airport in ten hours."

Xiao Zhan asked, somewhat surprised, "Are you coming back?"

Su Zixing countered, "Don't you want me to come back?"

Xiao Zhan scoffed, "Whether you go back or not is none of my business, and besides, what does it have to do with me?"

Su Zixing: "Then what did you ask?"

"I have arrived at Los Angeles Airport and am going through security. The private jet flight from Los Angeles to Beijing Capital International Airport takes about ten hours."

Xiao Zhan: "Okay!"

"Su Zixing, can your body handle the long flight?"

Su Zixing said coldly, "Are you afraid I'll die on the way?"

Xiao Zhan said irritably, "Are you on fire? Why are you so easily angered?"

Su Zixing: "You have the nerve to say I'm hot-tempered and impulsive? He's dead, why didn't you tell me?"

Xiao Zhan: "Miss, are you kidding me? Whether I tell you or not is the Deng family's business, what does it have to do with me? How can you blame me?"

Su Zixing: "So you're saying I misunderstood you?"

Xiao Zhan: "What do you think?"

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Su Zixing asked in an icy tone, "How did he die?"

Xiao Zhan: "Let's talk about it when you get back."

Su Zixing then asked, "Did he pass away peacefully?"

Xiao Zhan: "I was there at the time, and he told me a lot of things. I'll tell you when we meet."

Xiao Zhan hung up the phone after he finished speaking; some things are not suitable to be said over the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Su Zixing put down her phone with a gloomy expression. She was standing at the entrance of the private jet, dressed in a black haute couture suit, her icy eyes practically dripping with water…

Behind Su Zixing stood Deng Hai, Deng Qian, and a group of brothers. Each of them wore an expression of utter grief, especially Deng Hai and Deng Qian, who exuded a terrifying killing intent. Their faces were as gloomy as icebergs in Antarctica that had never thawed in tens of thousands of years…