Chapter 239

Lingjia is a famous family for a hundred years. Although people now belong to the cemetery after death, they still follow the rules of the former ancestral hall, where they should set up a memorial tablet to offer incense and fire.

What Zhang Bo held in his hand was the memorial tablet of Lingdong inscription and gentleness.

Wen Qingwan is the original match of Ling Dongming. After death, she naturally entered the ancestral hall, while Jiang Meilan is a second string, and she is not qualified to enter the ancestral hall. Now there are not many people in the society who care about these. Everyone has died. Who cares whether she can enter the ancestral hall?

Ye Huanyan was vaguely aware of the old lady's intention, and a chill flowed up and down her body, and her hands and feet were cold.

She was pulled to the center of the hall by Aunt Zhang, and looked at Ling Han in a panic. She clearly felt that the emotion he tried to restrain was collapsing a little.

When the memorial tablet of lingdongming stood side by side with Wen Qingwan, the docility he tried to show finally disappeared.

Grandma didn't know the inside story. When she saw the memorial tablet, she sighed, "I was Dongming's son. Although Qingwan was too cold when she was alive, she left the only incense for the Ling family. She was a good mother. She hadn't done anything wrong in the Ling family for so many years, that is, she left at a young age. Fortunately, Meilan later gave me a lot of comfort, but it's a pity..."

Aunt Zhang comforted for two words, and the sadness in the old lady's eyes dissipated, "fortunately, Yan Yan will be a family with us after that. They will also be happy if they know under the spring."

Ye Huanyan dared not move, looking at Ling Han, his face as white as paper.

Aunt Zhang stuffed the tea cup into her hand and asked her to offer tea to Wen Qingwan. "What qualifications do you have to offer tea to her?"

The cold sound of Ling sounded in the hall, and everyone in the startled hall was silent.

Ye Huanyan was cold all over, and her hand holding the tea cup was at a loss.

The old lady was stunned for a few seconds and looked at Ling Han angrily, "what are you talking about? Is it decent? Why is she unqualified? She is your daughter-in-law, shouldn't she offer tea to her mother-in-law?"

Ling Han did not answer, and his cold eyes swept on ye Huanyan's face, cooling into his heart.

"Are you qualified? Ye Huanyan?"

Ye Huanyan was holding a tea cup. Although the cup was hot, she still felt cold all over.

She clenched her teeth, and the rest of the corner of her eyes was red. Although her heart was scarred, she still forced herself to speak,

"Han, let's get married today. Don't make Grandma angry."

Grandma held the master chair, looked at Ling Han, and said angrily, "what do you mean? What are you two doing? Yan Yan is my daughter-in-law of the Ling family. It's natural to offer tea to my mother-in-law. What's the trouble? Are you trying to kill me?"

Ling Han looked at the old lady and said word by word, "grandma, I promise you everything, everything, except this one."

"Why not?" The old woman's Qi and blood surged, and her fingers and joints holding the chair turned white.

The atmosphere was deadlocked, and everyone looked at each other.

Ling Han didn't mean to give in at all.

Ye Huanyan almost bit her lips, and saw the old lady trembling with anger. She was afraid of anything else. Her heart was horizontal, her knees bent, and she knelt down in front of Wen Qingwan's memorial tablet. Holding a teacup, she said in a loud voice, "Mom, daughter-in-law ye Huanyan, give you tea."

The hall was silent.

A few seconds later, Aunt Zhang hurriedly came forward to take the tea cup and put it in front of Wen Qingwan's memorial tablet. At this moment, the old lady finally showed a smile, stood up, pretended to help ye Huanyan falsely, "good boy, that's right."

Ye Huanyan slowly raised his head and looked stiffly behind the old lady.

Those cold eyes have poured the chill and malice all over her, as if the next second, as long as the old lady left, he could devour her alive.

She clearly saw his lips move twice, vaguely three words, "you want to die."

The dragon and Phoenix candles were burning vigorously, and the red double happiness was pasted on the window glass. Ye Huanyan was surrounded by servants into Ling Han's room. The old lady only stood at the door for a while, but she was helped away by Aunt Zhang because she was unwell, and a girl named Ah Mei led the servants to complete the rest of the ceremony.

As soon as the old lady left, Ah Mui smiled and brought two small wine glasses to the table. She said with a smile, "new people have a drink."

Ye Huanyan was about to reach for it,

A clear and sharp cracking sound accompanied by the servants' exclamation sounded in the room.

Two delicacies were thrown on the floor, and one of them broke only one corner and rolled to the door.

"Get out."

Ling Han raised his head and looked at Ah Mei, who was frightened, with a cold face.

Ah Mui froze all over, and suddenly froze in place and dared not move.

Ye Huanyan had already expected, whispered, "you go back first, it's too late, it's time to rest."

No matter how stupid people know, it's not suitable to stay here at the moment.

The servants scattered, leaving Ah Mui standing in the yard for a while after closing the door until she heard a clear roar from the room, "ye Huanyan, what qualifications do you have to kneel down to my mother? What qualifications do you have?"

Vaguely mixed with the voice of women struggling.

"Cough... Ah..."

It's like being pinched by someone's neck, but it can't be called out.

Ah Mui's face changed greatly and she hurried out of the yard.

The red candle was shining high, but the room was in a mess. All the decorations such as red dates and longan on the case were smashed to the ground. Ling Han pinched ye Huanyan's neck with both hands and pressed her firmly on the wall, with fierce eyes,

"Are you satisfied? Ye Huanyan? You finally got what you want? Are you very proud?"

Ye Huanyan only felt that his eyes were suddenly bright and dark, and his hands helplessly patted his arms and chest, trying to escape his shackles.

"Cough... I didn't..."

"You got the position of Mrs. Ling, yes, but I warn you that you won't have anything except this false name, and no one will know about your marriage with me except the people in this house..."

"You... Cough..."

"You and this bastard in your stomach will always be shameful and will never turn over."

His low roar echoed in the room, and also circulated again and again in ye Huanyan's confused brain.

Bastard, he never believed that the child was his.

The corners of Ye Huanyan's eyes shed crystal tears. Her eyes looking at Ling Han were desperate, and there was no longer any expectation.

"What bastard do you mean?"

The sudden sound of opening the door, accompanied by an unstable interrogation, broke in strongly.

Ye Huanyan only felt a light on his neck, and the whole person slid down the wall to the floor. He looked up in a daze. After he saw the person, his voice was hoarse and murmured,

"Grandma..."

The figure in front of me shook. I only saw the old and staggering figure standing at the door for a few seconds, and then fell to the ground.

"Old lady... Old lady..."

The scene was chaotic.