Chapter 1674: After Meeting the Number One in Person, I Was Entangled by a Yandere 22

Two days later, the funeral ceremony of Old Master Jin.

Jin Xiao, no longer timid and hesitant as before after his injury, followed behind his father Jin San, as pleased as the spring breeze; afterwards, Jin Chen no longer had the means to compete with him for anything.

Because after today, Jin Chen will lose everything! Including the inheritance that Old Master Jin should have left for the second branch.

Several elders were somewhat displeased; they did whatever was appropriate for the occasion, and not yet having fully secured power, they acted wildly without restraint—how could that be acceptable in the future?

But the position of family head was already a settled matter; they had no reason to re‑elect, and even if they still disliked it, they could only endure.

The outer courtyard of the old manor estate was tidy, the lawn clustered with yellow and white flowers; guests, whether sincere or insincere, wore attire and expressions equally solemn.

Jin Chen saw many old acquaintances here; not wanting Jiang Sui to feel uncomfortable, he deliberately chose a corner where he could observe the whole scene and lurked there, and Jin Xue searched for a long time before finding him.

"Chen‑ge, why are you hiding? I've been looking for you for ages." Jin Xue wore a black long dress, her hair pinned up with a black hairpin; in the old manor she always kept a low profile, and today she just hoped not to be called out for a mistake.

"Only by standing far away can one avoid being implicated." Jin Chen said with deep meaning.

"Ah… oh, good, sister‑in‑law."

Jin Xue didn't quite understand, smiled and greeted Jiang Sui, and since she had no intention of going up front to make small talk with all sorts of acquaintances and strangers, she simply stayed there and played on her phone.

Jiang Sui's impression of Jin Xue improved considerably because of that form of address; she laughed lightly and continued to cling to Jin Chen's arms in a dazed way.

Not long after, two black cars arrived uninvited, smashing through the blocking guards, guns in hand, they barreled straight into the garden; the guests panicked and fled in chaos.

"Jin Xiao! You brat, get out here!"

The lead bearded man in a suit, furious, drew his gun: "Don't force us to send people to die with your family's old master!"

By the time the Jin Family's internal guards rushed over, it was too late; no one knew who had authorized their entry, so they could only surround those black‑suit men and warn them.

Jin Xiao stared, eyes wide, everyone watching him, wondering how these people dared to barge in like that.

They clearly knew his identity! How dare they oppose the Jin Family!

Under his father's murderous glare, Jin Xiao's gaze shifted as he stepped forward: "Who are you? Today is my grandfather's funeral—this is no place for you to cause trouble!"

Anyone could see that he was putting on a brave front while trembling inside.

The bearded man spat: "Damn! You brat, you took our money and now want to renege? Weren't you supposed to sell us those antique vases and game pieces from your home? You've taken the money—where's the goods?"

Jin Xiao's face turned ashen from the shouting, cold sweat rolling down his forehead; the garden fell silent, everyone stunned.

All the guests present were in the antique trade; anyone could hear that this meant Jin Xiao intended to sell the Jin Family's antiques on the black market!

That's a major taboo!

"Jin Xiao!" Jin San roared, "What on earth is going on?!"

"I… it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding; the antiques I was preparing to sell them are actually…… "

Jin Xiao's words stuck in his throat, his eyes darting through the crowd, he glanced resentfully at Jin Chen from close range.

That box of relics actually belonged to Jin Chen originally!

He'd already taken the money—who knew Jin Chen could still tell real from fake antiques, leaving him in a dilemma.

Jin Chen raised his glass at him, calm, lips curling: "The surprise is still to come."

Though there was no sound at all, Jin Xiao inexplicably understood those words.

Breaking the dead silence, a gunshot rang out.

Several men in black suits and the guards of the Jin Family manor froze at once.

Who else is firing?!

A stretched Bentley slowed to a stop at the garden entrance; the pursuing guards, solemn yet fearful, looked as if they dared not block it.

The car door opened; under the escort of two white assassins in long coats, a refined middle‑aged man leaning on a cane removed his sunglasses, smiling as he gazed at the astonished guests, his sight sweeping over where Jin Chen stood and finally resting on Jin San.

"Long time no see."

"He Old Fox…" the bearded suit‑man who had threatened Jin Xiao were stunned—how could he be here today, when their employer hadn't mentioned him at all?

The bearded man looked at Jin Chen, his fierce eyes clouded with confusion; Jin Chen gave him a look that said 'settle the bill as usual, stay calm,' the bearded man snorted, holstered his gun, and joined his brothers in watching the scene.

Jin Xiao: "…… "

You're exchanging glances—don't you fear I'll notice?

The man looked up in years, yet his gentlemanly bearing was unaffected; as he stepped forward he even adjusted his tie, his smile even verging on gentle.

Jin San's head buzzed, his body feeling as heavy as iron.

After all these years, why has this person suddenly shown up—what does he want?

Though he had been scheming for most of his life, he almost instantly realized that today someone had deliberately arranged for him to fail at becoming the family head.

"I know you came this time especially to celebrate me, my old friend, but we'll talk about the celebration later."

Jin San stepped forward a few paces, patted He Chulin on the shoulder, his solemn tone hinting: "Old friend, what do you think?"

"Oh, I don't think it's that great." He Chulin slowly shook off his arm, his smile distant: "It's a pity—I came this time to find the elders of your Jin Family."

"Someone paid a high price to have me re‑enact the truth of those events once more; you know, old friend, I've never been trustworthy—I love nothing more than… stirring up chaos."

Just as he had been a close friend of Jin Chen's father yet could betray him and cooperate with Jin San back then, even after more than a decade he could still betray Jin San and throw everything into turmoil once again.

"Old He!" Jin San hissed, almost gritting his teeth, "Do you really have to go this far?"

He Chulin raised his brows slightly: "You guess—when your younger brother was killed by your own hands back then, was that what you were thinking?"

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone present was shocked!

Some guests drew a deep breath, afraid they'd heard something they shouldn't; others had already begun scanning the crowd for Jin Chen, who had mysteriously vanished after making an appearance.

Jin Chen remained calm, as if he had nothing to do with it, only when receiving the condolences did he happen to put on a fake expression of "How could this be? I'm so heartbroken."

The guests: "…… "

What terrible acting!

But this actually proves that perhaps Jin Chen had known about this for a long time—so, doesn't that explain the rumors that outsiders have always known about his estrangement from the Jin Family?

Who would want to live day in, day out with the enemy who killed his own father!