Chapter 205: Shan Qiao Jin Slap

When we arrived outside the Feng's villa, the butler led people in.
At this time, the black and white cloth of funerals had been hung in the villa, and the whole villa showed a suffocating and depressive atmosphere.
No one can undo what has become a fact.
Feng Yibing's body was transported back to Feng's villa last night, and the coffin is now in the Feng's hall.
Many people came to express their condolences early in the morning after receiving the news.
Because this is no trivial matter, many people from the Feng family came, naturally including many children from the Feng family.
There are people who don't laugh, don't see the slightest sadness, and even watch the excitement.
After all, the Feng family's network is here, the competition is so fierce, and the one who died is one less, and he is not really his own brother.
Brothers may not be sad for people like Feng Yibing.
Some kind of pretended to be sad.
When Qiao Jin got out of the car and appeared, he caught the attention of a group of people.
First of all, people from Feng's family. Many people in Feng's family watched the surveillance video last night. Because of the family movement, everyone paid much attention to it. Now that I see Qiao Jin appearing here, I know most of it was brought by Feng Yingbai. .
Compared with the sadness of others, her expression was flat and she couldn't see the sadness.
Of course, the dead Feng Yibing had nothing to do with her, so sad.
She stood on the ground, and the butler whispered: "Please."
But there was a posture that Feng Yu was about to come.
She walked into the lobby of Fengyingbai's house.
At this time, the hall had been arranged to look like a mourning hall, and Feng Yibing's bones were not cold, and they arranged it quickly.
There are a lot of people sitting and standing by the side. Most of those sitting are elderly people and most of those standing are young.
The only difference is that they are all very provocative, and they are all the children of the Feng family who are implicated in Feng Yingbai to express their condolences.
When the eyes of those people look at it at the same time, most people may feel nervous.
In front of Feng Yibing's coffin, a woman in a black skirt was crying. From her expression, she was really desperate. Someone next to her comforted her in a low voice. It was not difficult to see her identity.
The butler said among the crowd: "Madam, Miss Qiao is here."
The crying woman stopped abruptly.
In an instant, she turned her head, and when she saw Qiao Jin, extreme hatred was undisguised in those bright red eyes: "You are here!"
She bit her three words very hard, her voice choked, but she had the smell of gnashing her teeth.
She is old, but she can see that she is well maintained. At this time, her beautiful face is just a little more haggard.
Seeing this scene, the whole mourning hall turned their eyes.
Some people have a good show in their eyes.
Some Feng Family men looked at Qiao Jin's eyes, still with surprise.
Probably understand why Feng Yibing stopped in front of her specially, she did have the capital for Feng Yibing to strike up a conversation.
Qiao Jin glanced at the photo of Feng Yibing in the mourning hall, then looked at her without speaking.
Seeing her appearance, Feng Yibing's mother was even more bitter.
She was white-haired and black-haired. Her son was already lying in it, and even the body was pieced together. The girl who should have died together seemed calm, as if everything had nothing to do with her. Why did she have the face to feel that everything had nothing to do?
She couldn't help but stood up suddenly and walked hurriedly towards Qiao Jin, her palm raised as if she wanted to slap Qiao Jin.
But before Zhang Feng fell, Qiao Jin easily grabbed his wrist.