Chapter 1762: Xiao Chengyu’s Funeral
As expected, on the next day after Xiao Chengyu’s death, news of Old Mr. Xiao’s hospitalization was leaked by the press. The entire Capital city was shocked.
Who didn’t know that yesterday was Old Mr. Xiao’s 80th grand birthday banquet? Old Mr. Xiao’s cheerful, spirited countenance had become a thing of history. In just the blink of an eye, a joyous occasion had ended up in bereavement. Xiao Chengyu’s young, promising life had been cut short just like that.
Everyone had very strong emotions toward this matter.
Some people felt that it was a pity for the talented Xiao Chengyu to have pa.s.sed away at the prime of his life.
Some felt sorry for the pain of a grandfather and father having to send off their young descendant.
Some people sighed at just how unlucky the Xiao Family was, and at the fact that the family no longer had an heir now.
Of course, there were also those who derived joy from this tragedy.
But regardless of how people felt, the Xiao Family was badly impacted by the incident. Xiao Corporation’s share price instantly fell and the board of directors clamored for a new CEO even before the Xiao Family had time to finish settling the funeral. The board failed to see eye to eye on the appointment of a new CEO, and a major conflict erupted among the directors.
The shareholders were also in an uproar.
When the Xiao and Lin families became linked by marriage, it had affirmed the Xiao Family’s leading position in the Xiao Corporation. Then, after Xiao Zhiyuan’s divorce from Lin Yuechan, Xiao Chengyu became the sole link between the families.
Now that Xiao Chengyu had died, the bond between the two families was completely broken.
The Xiao Family had fallen in dire straits and was now being besieged on all sides.
Old Mr. Xiao was hospitalized and in grave condition. Xiao Zhiyuan was unable to handle the board of directors and the shareholders. At the same time, he had to make preparations for his son’s funeral. He was completely frazzled at being pulled in all directions.
Utter chaos had descended upon the Xiao Corporation.
Wen Xinya attended Xiao Chengyu’s funeral as a representative of the Wen Family.
She wore a black, long-sleeved, ankle-length cheongsam, as well as a black lace veil that covered her eyes. Looking very somber, she slowly walked forward to present a white chrysanthemum to Xiao Chengyu’s grave.
As she glanced at Xiao Chengyu’s handsome photo on the tombstone, she couldn’t resist murmuring in a low voice. “He was a true gentleman, humble and n.o.ble.”
It was a strong contrast to Chu Jingnan’s fake refinement.
Xiao Zhiyuan’s false graciousness.
Old Mr. Xiao’s carefully-hidden cowardice and craftiness.
Xiao Chengyu was the only true gentleman among them all.
Xiao Zhiyuan bowed toward Wen Xinya. In just a short while, the Xiao Family’s fortunes had changed drastically and half of Xiao Zhiyuan’s hair had turned white. He looked very old and haggard.
Wen Xinya returned his bow. “My condolences, CEO Xiao.”
Her words were sincere.
Xiao Zhiyuan’s face was heavy with sadness. “Thank you!”
With the grudge between the Wen and Xiao Families, he never expected Wen Xinya to attend his son’s funeral.
Wen Xinya continued. “Help me convey my well wishes to Old Mr. Xiao.”
Xiao Zhiyuan was shocked at her words. He suddenly realized that the Wen Family had not taken advantage of the precarious situation of the Xiao Corporation to finagle their way in.
He could understand Wen Xinya’s subtle meaning.
Watching her departing profile, Xiao Zhiyuan muttered bitterly to himself. “Chengyu, when the conflict between Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian caused chaos for the Wen Family, you tried your best to stop me from making use of that situation to deal them a blow. I never expected your actions to reap such good karma for the Xiao Family now.”
At that time, Xiao Chengyu said that no matter how bad the fight between Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian went, it would not damage the deep foundations of the Wen Family. If the Xiao Family tried to worm their way in then but failed to completely take control of the Wen Corporation—they would only be inviting a ferocious future attack by the Wen Family.
He was no match for Chengyu when it came to foresight and a deep understanding of what made the world go round.
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Wen Xinya’s heart felt heavy after attending Xiao Chengyu’s funeral.
All these years, although she didn’t have many interactions with Xiao Chengyu, she still kept him on her radar. She was very impressed with his management of the Xiao Corporation. During Lanxin Company’s celebratory dinner, they managed to have a deep conversation despite being only acquaintances.
Si Yiyan pulled her toward his chest and lifted her chin, before planting an aggressive kiss on her lips.
His moist tongue pushed roughly between her lips.
“Don’t…” Wen Xinya struggled a little but gave up after she realized he was not going to yield.
Her pliability made Si Yiyan behave even more wantonly. His kiss grew more intense, making Wen Xinya feel rather dizzy from the lack of air.
Just as Wen Xinya thought she might pa.s.s out from his intense kiss, Si Yiyan magnanimously let go of her. His dark, profound eyes were fixed upon her fresh, tender, rosebud lips. “You are not allowed to think of other men in front of me!”
Although he knew very well that Wen Xinya just felt sorry over Xiao Chengyu’s death because she admired his capabilities, he still didn’t like her feeling emotional over other men.
Wen Xinya panted as she glared at him. “Why are you suddenly being jealous now? Who is thinking of other men?”
She was indeed feeling regretful over Xiao Chengyu’s death, but she was not close to him at all. To hold a grudge just because she was feeling sorry for his death, this man… was really…
Wen Xinya was at a loss for words.
A sweet sensation crept across her heart, and she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Are you thirsty?” Si Yiyan suddenly asked.
Due to that intense kiss, her eyes now looked dewy and slightly bloodshot. As he gazed into them, Si Yiyan felt somewhat lost in their alluring depths.
“Huh?” Wen Xinya was a bit confused.
Perhaps she had yet to recover from that intense kiss and her brain was slightly slow from the lack of oxygen.
Following that, Si Yiyan pressed her against the back of the sofa. He supported the back of her neck with one hand, while he took out a small bottle with the other. He then used his mouth to pry open the bottle cap.
The sweet, gamy smell of camel’s milk permeated the air, carrying with it an underlying sense of ambiguity.
“Dirty scoundrel, you…” Wen Xinya started chiding him, but in the next second, Si Yiyan had pinched her cheeks together, forcing her to open up her lips so that he could pour the camel’s milk into her mouth.
“Cough cough!”
His action was not that gentle and Wen Xinya choked until tears streamed down her face.
“From now on, you are only allowed to think of me.” Si Yiyan lifted his chin and drank up the rest of the camel’s milk. The white liquid trickled seductively out of the corners of his lips.
Following that, he spread open her legs and wrapped them around his own waist.
He once again pressed his lips vigorously onto hers.
The smell of the camel’s milk thickened as the intensity of the mood rose.
His movements were somewhat vicious and he didn’t carry out much foreplay. Wen Xinya was unable to withstand it and whimpered. “You… be gentler…”
Her tone was very aggrieved.
She was very unhappy with his rough behavior.
Si Yiyan gave a low laugh. “You will accept me.”
He had trained her body to be extremely sensitive, and he was well aware of where her limits were.
It was easier than he imagined to have their bodies adapt to each other—from unfamiliarity to acceptance to being completely merged as one.