7

Wendy didn't notice my change of mood, and just took this opportunity to complain to the live broadcast room again: "Did everyone see that? He even took the last things my mother-in-law left behind before she died. For such a small amount of money, he didn't even bother to pretend!"

"I've never seen such a greedy person. He is totally devoid of humanity and conscience! I've lived with such a person for five years. I haven't been driven crazy because I still have a trace of kindness in my heart!" Quincy also raised his voice and shouted, as if he was afraid that passers-by around him couldn't hear him.

" You just revealed your true nature because you knew that Chairman Williams would call to modify his will and kick you out of the house today! The police are here, you have no chance! The law will not let any bad person go, and God will not let him go! Just be careful of retribution!"

Everyone was instantly excited, venting their anger about the traffic jam on me, and throwing whatever they could at me. The police were protecting me, and were caught off guard and bleeding, so they had to pull me into the car to avoid being hit.

Wendy said with great sorrow that as my parents' daughter, she would take care of their funeral affairs. She had already arranged a funeral, and wanted to let my parents go in peace first, and then send me to jail. Her disguised filial piety obviously pleased everyone present, and the scolding quickly subsided, replaced by thumbs-up praise.

"Fortunately, the Shen family still has a sensible daughter-in-law, otherwise this ungrateful wolf would have to be destroyed!"

"It's a pity that she's not their biological daughter, but even if she was, she wouldn't necessarily do this. She's helping them find the murderer. It's good enough that she didn't steal the inheritance!"

The police took me to the police station to inquire about the details of the case and assist in the investigation. Wendy , on the other hand, took the opportunity to show off in public, running around for my parents' funeral and doing everything herself. When her funeral was almost ready, she took the initiative to contact the police and asked them to release me temporarily. After all, her big drama was still to be staged at the funeral, how could it be without me as the protagonist?

Fearing that I might run away secretly, the police followed me from the moment I entered the funeral. The relatives who had praised me to the skies before now looked at me with poisonous and vicious eyes, with angry faces and constant abuse in voices that I could just hear.

" You killed your parents and still have the nerve to show up at the funeral? Aren't you afraid that the old couple will die with regrets?"

"What a pity! His career was at its peak, but he just died like that. In the end, he even made wedding dresses for outsiders!"

"He didn't even have a tear in his eyes when his parents died, and his face was still red when he came out of the police station. Did he think he was here to inherit the estate today? He is such a heartless beast!"

Quincy was at the door greeting the guests, while Wendy was standing in front of my parents' portraits crying. Her white mourning dress hurt my eyes, and the moment I turned around and saw her, she looked me up and down, and then sternly asked in front of everyone: "You are wearing this to attend the funeral? Are you crazy?"