I Own a Funeral Home: Live Stream Following Other Streamers and Shock the Entire Internet! - Chapter 165
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Chapter 165: The Inkstone’s Owner’s Son Is Dying?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The subsequent events were straightforward.
Under Qi Yuqiang’s arrangements, all three bodies were removed in less than half an hour.
Li Yidao didn’t need to concern himself with where they would be taken or how they would be handled.
Qi Yuqiang would handle this matter adequately. After all, in this world, Unit 36 held a certain level of authority.
Such small affairs weren’t worth mentioning.
The reason Li Yidao didn’t report to the police or contact Li Hui and others was simple.
He didn’t want to create trouble.
Even if he had sought Li Hui’s help, he wouldn’t have faced any issues.
The other party had plotted against Li Yidao first, and all of Li Yidao’s actions could be considered self-defense.
Another point was that Li Yidao hadn’t even come into direct contact with the assailants.
The store’s CCTV could confirm this.
The attackers had died of heart attacks due to their own nervousness during the attacks.
This had nothing to do with Li Yidao.
As for the person across the street, they were completely unrelated to Li Yidao. When their body was eventually discovered, that would become a separate case.
Everything was quite easy.
When Li Yidao returned to his bedroom, it was already 2 AM.
He looked at the damaged bed and bedding and did a simple cleanup.
He replaced the bedding and then went to sleep, feeling drowsy.
Tonight, he didn’t have to worry about any danger.
Qi Yuqiang had arranged for people to be outside, whether for surveillance or protection.
In any case, Li Yidao was safe.
The vertical sunlight was exceptionally bright.
Li Yidao, who had just opened his eyes, checked his phone.
Hmm… It was already past nine o’clock.
He had more than an hour until the agreed time with Wei Wenqiang.
He had enough time for morning preparations and breakfast. At half past ten, a business car pulled up in front of the store.
Wei Wenqiang got out of the car, looking tired.
It seemed he hadn’t rested well last night.
After all, he was an elderly man. Without proper rest, his mental and physical state would certainly be affected.
“Mr. Li, shall we go now? We’ve already made an appointment over there,” Wei Wenqiang asked with a smile despite his fatigue.
Li Yidao nodded slightly. “Yes, let’s go. We aim to clarify the situation today.”
As they spoke, they left the store, closed the door, and got into the business car.
As the vehicle started moving, Li Yidao asked casually, “Are the amulets I gave you for you and your grandson still with you?”
When it came to the amulets, Wei Wenqiang fell silent for a moment. Then, he looked at Li Yidao with an expression of disbelief. “Is it really her?”
Li Yidao smiled faintly and replied, “You already figured out the answer?”
Getting an answer he wasn’t particularly eager to hear, Wei Wenqiang sighed and looked out of the window.
He muttered to himself, “Ling has been with our Wei family for five years now. At that time, Han’s mother passed away in an accident, and I fell into depression. Fortunately, he met Ling, and she helped my son recover, and he’s very fond of Han. That’s how I decided to let her into our family, but I never thought… sigh…
Wei Wenqiang shook his head at this point.
Since he had some doubts, he must have conducted a thorough investigation in the shortest time.
The woman’s identity behind all this was probably no longer hidden.
After all, for a wealthy family like theirs, it wasn’t that difficult to investigate certain matters.
Wei Wenqiang continued to talk to himself, and Li Yidao didn’t interrupt.
Instead, he took out his phone and started browsing.
The candles Li Yidao had been selling during his live stream had already been received by some people, and some had started using them.
He was now looking at the reactions of these people after using the candles.
With one prominent online influencer leading the way, there was now a dedicated discussion about this matter!
“D*mn! I used the candle as soon as I received it and wished for a lottery win!
Brothers, guess what happened?” “What happened? Did you win five million?”
“I only won five bucks! Sob, sob.”
“Haha, can’t stop laughing! But, buddy, your wish did come true, after all. You wished to win the lottery, not specifically five million!”
“Hehe… I’m more straightforward. I wished to find a girlfriend, and I succeeded in my blind date today. Bros, wish me luck! Brother Dao is awesome!”
“Brother Dao is truly a god! This candle really works! I saw my grandfather!
Thanks, Brother Dao!”
“What? What’s the person above trying to say? Why do I feel a bit chilly?”
“Thanks, Brother Dao, I also saw my grandmother. She told me she’s doing well down there. Thanks, Brother Dao!”
“Sh*t! Why is everyone who I borrowed money from coming to collect today? Stupid candle! Spit!”
“I just spent a hundred thousand buying one from an online friend, hoping it’ll help me win five million!”
Haha, I only spent thirty thousand to get one!”
“I spent five thousand here!”
“I spent seventy thousand! ”
For a moment, the forum was filled with people claiming they had bought tens of thousands of candles from others. Everyone was baffled!
Particularly, those who had spent a significant amount to buy the candles were the most bewildered.
What’s going on? How could so many people have actually acquired genuine candles?
Li Yidao saw this scene and couldn’t help but be speechless.
In reality, the 1,000 candles he had made only cost him ten years of lifespan.
Naturally, it wouldn’t have a significant effect.
However, making a wish or seeing deceased loved ones in a dream was completely feasible.
These were the original intended purposes of the candles.
As for those who hoped to instantly win five million, they should continue dreaming.
After browsing for a while, Li Yidao lost interest and closed his phone, opting to relax and rest.
Wei Wenqiang stopped speaking at this point.
He lowered his head, deep in thought, likely contemplating how to deal with the aftermath of this situation.
After all, the other party was attempting to cut the roots of the Wei family.
The reason for such a claim was due to the fact that Wei Wenqiang’s daughter-in-law couldn’t conceive due to her health.
It was for this reason that Wei Wenqiang agreed to her marriage with his son in the first place.
After all, if she couldn’t bear children, there wouldn’t be any disputes over the family’s succession.
However, he never anticipated that the other party could be so malicious, to
the extent that he was now considering whether the woman’s approach to getting close to his son was part of a premeditated plan for their family.
It made him wonder if his first daughter-in-law’s sudden tragedy was also her doing.
This possibility was very high.
After about half an hour of traveling, the luxury car arrived at an upscale residential complex.
The entire area was filled with townhouses and villas.
It may not have been the most luxurious district in Jiang City, but it was definitely opulent.
Soon, after the driver communicated with the security guard, the car was parked in front of a specific villa.
The group disembarked, and a middle-aged man opened the door and welcomed Wei Wenqiang.
“Mr. Wei, I presume? Welcome,” he said, smiling.
But beneath his friendly appearance, there was a hint of weariness.
Wei Wenqiang returned the smile.
At this moment, even if he had many unpleasant emotions inside, he couldn’t afford to let them show.
He needed to resolve the issue concerning the inkstone as soon as possible.
He couldn’t afford to have a dispute now.
If he didn’t maintain a friendly demeanor, how would he ever get the other party to share the truth?
In addition, Wei Wenqiang couldn’t allow his emotions to disrupt his appearance.
He couldn’t possibly show irritation or unhappiness while dealing with someone over the inkstone problem.
However, walking at Wei Wenqiang’s side, Li Yidao’s expression was noticeably somber.
He seemed to be thinking that this middle-aged man was in serious trouble..
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