Ultra-Order Mage, Starting from The Awakening of Thunders Affinity

"Me?" Wang Xiaoyun's face was covered with tears, looking at Wang Xiaoying at a loss.

Wang Xiaoying gave Lin Ma a fierce look and accused: "You are the broom star of my royal family. When you married a poor boy, you made my Wang family lose face in Shanghai.

Mom was fine just now, but it was because she saw you that she was so emotional that she died. Mom was so angry with you that you said why did you want to come back? If you don't come back, Mom will have a few more days to live . ""

Wang Xiaoying's remarks put all the death of the old lady on Lin Ma, which is not cruel, it is simply an act of punishment.

The people of the Wang family didn't like the Su Chen family at all. If it weren't for the old lady's short time, I'm afraid they wouldn't be allowed to enter the house at all.

Hearing this at this time, it turned out that the death of the old lady had something to do with them, and her eyes were even more unkind, as if she was looking at an enemy.

Some people even rolled their eyes and muttered about Su Chen.

"Look at Wang Xiaoyun's son, he looks like a dumb goose. 95

"Who said it wasn't, this kid didn't shed a single tear just now. His grandmother died, and he looked like a normal person."

"This kid deserves to be Wang Xiaoyun's son. He is exactly like her mother. He is so old and doesn't understand anything at all."

"You said that if they didn't come, my aunt would have a few more days to live, but now Wang Xiaoyun is so angry. 99

The words of these people are not taboo. They really want to be as poisonous as they are poisonous, and as ruthless as they want to be. Such sharp arrows stabbed Su Chen's family's chest fiercely. Lin Ma's face turned pale and her body All wobbled a bit.

Su Chen quickly stepped forward to support Lin Ma, and glanced coldly at his 'aunt'.

When he entered the ward, he had already noticed that the old lady had run out of oil and the lamp had dried up. She only held on with one breath. The moment she saw Lin Ma, the breath was cut off, and the old lady's last eyes 017 God has already explained that she has forgiven Lin Ma.

Unexpectedly, my 'aunt' pushed the death of the old lady onto my mother, and the Su Chen family fell into the spot of public criticism.

Wang Xiaoying ignored Su Chen's eyes, raised her chin, and snorted in disdain.

"A stinky boy who dares to threaten me is really beyond his own power.

Su Chen's face suddenly turned cold. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Ma stopped him. Seeing Wang Xiaoyun shaking his head with pleading eyes, Su Chen sighed in his heart and didn't speak.

"Okay, what time is it, you guys are still making a fuss, hurry up and organize the funeral for mom."

A rather dignified middle-aged man in a black tunic with gray hair spoke up.

He is Wang Xingguo, the eldest member of the Wang family, the highest official in the Wang family, a deputy minister-level official. Although he will retire in a few days, no one dares to ignore his words.

Although the storm disappeared like this, Wang Xiaoying's words were buried in everyone's heart like a thorn, and they all believed that the death of the old lady had something to do with Lin Ma.

Although the Wang family is not as good as those top wealthy families, it is still a prestigious family, and several children have quite a status.

For the funeral of the old lady, although it can't be said to be a big deal, it can't be too shabby.

In the end, after discussion with several children, it was agreed that the funeral should be held according to the local customs of Shanghai. First, a mourning hall was built at home to keep the old lady alive for three days, and a memorial service was held on the fourth day.

The Wang family also has an ancestral house in Shanghai, where the old lady usually lives, and the mourning hall is placed in the ancestral house.

After everything was prepared, the second and third generations of the Wang family wore sackcloth and filial piety, knelt in the mourning hall, and waited for the condolences of relatives and friends.

Su Chen's family is also among them.

Although Su Chen has no feelings for his grandmother, but seeing Lin Ma's sad look, Su Chen had to help her mother as much as possible.

The Wang family deserves to be a wealthy family. Ever since the mourning hall was set up, there has been an endless stream of condolences, and it seems that everyone's identity is not low.

Most of them are relatives who are close to the Wang family, and some are friends of the three uncles and aunts of Su Chen.

With filial piety, Wang Xiaoying was talking to a burly middle-aged man with her uncle Huang Haibo.

From the words of the people around, I know that this middle-aged man seems to be Song Gaoyang, the director of the Shanghai City Police Department, and my uncle's immediate boss. I heard that he is the mayor's confidant, even the uncle Wang Xingguo dare not despise him.

Although it was a white affair, it was also a time to compete for contacts and strength. For Wang Xiaoying, Song Gaoyang's ability to come can be regarded as giving her enough face.

While pretending to be sad, she listened to Song Gaoyang's comforting words.

Song Gaoyang left not long after, Gao Xiaoying and Huang Haibo personally sent him to the door, when they came back, she glanced at Su Chen's family proudly.

Many people came one after another, all of whom were friends of "relatives" like Su Chen, and all of them had some background. Even the most unsatisfactory third uncle came to seven or eight business friends.

As for the Su Chen family, they were bare, with no one, and they looked extremely miserable.

Lin Yuanshan kept his head down and didn't speak, as if he had low self-esteem in front of the Wang family.

He also had quite a few friends, but his friends were all far away in Jiangcheng, and they were all ordinary working-class people who didn't even have a leader. Even if they were informed, it was estimated that these people in the Wang family would have no good face.

However, although many people came, Su Chen discovered a rather strange thing, that is, all the middle-level leaders from those units came, the highest one was the director of the police department, and the senior cadres were the ones who came. None came.

Ordinarily, with the identity of the uncle's deputy department, at least a few senior officials of the deputy department should be brought in.

And from the beginning to the end, there was a cloud of sadness on the brow of the uncle Wang Xingguo, as if he had already guessed the result.

It seems that this royal family is not as glamorous as it seems.

It was finally night, and by this time, no one had come, and after having eaten dinner in a hurry, the elders still had to stay in the mourning hall, and the juniors could be evacuated.

Kneeling in the mourning hall for a day, these young people were about to go crazy, and as soon as they took off their filial robes, they secretly discussed where to go to play.

Today's young people don't have so many taboos about this kind of white thing. They just feel sad for a while when the old man dies, forget it after crying, and then return to their nature.

They are not called Su Chen, and he is not interested. Although Lin Ma has a jade amulet that he has refined himself, he is still worried about his mother, so he always stays by her mother's side.

When he was idle and bored, he secretly operated the [Wanxiang Art] mental method and practiced silently. He felt that he had reached the peak of the fourth level of qi refining, and it was estimated that he would soon be able to break through to the fifth level of qi refining.

At this moment, a sweet and lovely girl with a hint of baby fat walked up to Su Chen and said, "Cousin, we are going to Songlin Guild Hall, do you want to go together? 35

Su Chen knew that this was the daughter of the third uncle, Wang Sisi. She is sixteen years old today and is a freshman in high school.

Su Chen shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said, "Cousin, go play, I won't go."

The third uncle came over at this time and said to Su Chen: "It's enough for us to guard here, you young people have a good communication, after all, they are relatives, and we can help each other in the future.

Su Chen knew that the third uncle was for his own good, and hoped that he would have a good relationship with these "relatives", so that the road in the future could be easier.

However, with his current status and identity, even his uncle Wang Xingguo was far behind him, so why would he need to have a good relationship with these second generation.

He was about to say no, but was interrupted by Lin Ma.

"Xiaoxuan, you go, after all, you have never met these brothers and sisters, so you can go with them and have a good exchange. 35

Dad Lin also said, "Don't worry, your mother is taking care of me, nothing will happen!

Su Chen had no choice but to nod his head and followed his cousin Wang Sisi out.

At the entrance of the ancestral house, five or six cars were parked long ago. The best one was a tens of millions of Maserati sports car. The driver was a charming young woman. The rest were some common Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi and the like.

The young people who were originally talking, laughing, and playing around saw Wang Sisi brought Su Chen out, all of them were not very good-looking, and there were contempt and disdain in their eyes.

A blue-haired man with a cigarette in his mouth glanced at Su Chen and said disdainfully, "Sisi, how did you bring him out?"

This blue-haired man is called Huang Bo, the son of Su Chen's aunt Wang Xiaoying. He usually likes to play some exciting and trendy things. He also dresses up in a strange way, and even wears eye shadow and lipstick.

Wang Sisi rolled his eyes and said with a deliberately cold face: "You can't control it!

Being choked by her like this, Huang Bo was not angry, but he couldn't help laughing.

A young man who looked twenty-seven or eighty-eight said, "Okay, since we're all together, let's go. 39

This young man is Wang Chenguang, the son of Uncle Su Chen. He is young and promising. Now he is working in the city government office. He is the secretary of the deputy mayor in charge of finance.

He is only 28 years old, and he has reached a position that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime.

These people are also vaguely dominated by him.

Everyone got in the car one after another, but in the end they left Su Chen, no one asked Su Chen to get in the car, or that these people had ignored Su Chen, and some people even started the car to leave.

Huang Bo sat in the driver's seat of a Land Rover, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and glanced at Su Chen proudly.

Wang Sisi, who was already in the car, opened the door, waved to Su Chen, and said, "Cousin, sit with me!

Su Chen smiled and shook his head, glanced at it, and walked straight towards the blue Maserati sports car.

Under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, he indifferently opened the car door, sat in the co-pilot's seat, and slammed the door shut.

"There's a good show to watch now, this kid dares to get into Feifei's car!"

"No one is allowed to move Feifei's car. I touched it last time, and it almost killed me and deducted my living expenses for half a year."

"This kid is going to be out of luck.

Everyone gloated, ready to see Su Chen's joke.

Su Chen fastened on his seat belt, glanced at Wang Feifei who was beside him with a cold face, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Let's go!

"When did Feifei have such a good temper?"

"What magic does this kid do?

Someone said puzzled.

Huang Bo sullenly snorted, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the overbearing Land Rover jumped out.

The rest of the cars followed behind, filed out, and drove towards the Songlin Guild Hall.