CHAPTER 491: CHAPTER 202: THE MAD FUNERAL (PART 2)

Secretary Wang claimed himself to be the baby’s granduncle and, after stuffing some money, the foster family did not pay much attention. If not a relative of the baby, who would traverse mountains and rivers to such a secluded valley just to look at this impaired baby?

This poor baby, although having no worries about food and clothing, had his limbs covered with traces of mosquito bites, making his already blurred limbs appear even more terrifying. His careless foster parents, being rural folks, only knew how to raise the child after receiving the money and did not take care of him with heart.

While plucking the child’s hair, the baby cried out once, and his unformed limbs jerked forcefully. Although Secretary Wang doubted that this child was the chairman’s flesh and blood, he still felt a sourness in his nose.

When descending the mountain, it was already dark, Secretary Wang drove towards Mo City. When the car had already entered the mountain road to Mo City, suddenly a jeep cut across and violently collided with Secretary Wang’s car.

In the struggle with the jeep, the sedan was at a disadvantage. The tires screeched suffocatingly against the ground. The steep mountain road lost control of the sedan, rolling and plummeting down the road. The jeep then stabilized, and two robust men jumped out.

They looked at the brake marks left on the ground, then spat on the rolling rocks, "Waited a long time, this old guy finally came out."

On the mountain road, the bleak mountain wind swept past, the rocks fell for a while, and then everything returned to tranquility until a long-distance truck passed by, and the driver saw a lone tire on the road base.

The police arrived the next day, and below the mountain road, only a charred black car frame remained, the people inside were already disfigured beyond recognition. Wallets and other items were also thoroughly burned clean.

During the examination of the scene, the police saw the burnt half of a metal work badge near the corpse, which led the Su Family to identify the mishap victim.

When Su Ziceng received this news, she could no longer grip her phone. It took a lot of effort not to burst into tears. Secretary Wang was dead; he was murdered, indirectly by herself.

Pello was somewhat surprised when he learned of Secretary Wang’s death. He had not ordered anyone to handle Secretary Wang’s matters. In his impression, Secretary Wang was just an old employee of the Su Family, somewhat wooden but very loyal. During the months Pello knew him, this impression was the deepest, and besides that, he was just an ordinary employee, not worth targeting specifically.

Yet, Su Ziceng’s reaction to this accident was very intense, even more so than Su Qingzhang’s stroke. Pello could not understand why she would react so strongly to the accidental death of an ordinary employee.

She declined to attend the collective mourning in the company’s name, and instead went alone to Secretary Wang’s house to help prepare the funeral, sitting in front of Secretary Wang’s coffin, holding a night-long vigil.

Like the Su Family employees, Pello also attended the funeral, and he observed all of Su Ziceng’s actions and words. She wore the black armband used by family members, dressed entirely in black, without hysterical wailing, but her eyes conveyed deep sorrow.

No one could understand Su Ziceng’s feelings when she learned of the death. Regarding Su Qingzhang’s stroke, she was not without panic, but after experiencing Su Qingzhang’s death news, panic turned her into insulated rubber when facing electricity.

Yet, Secretary Wang’s death suddenly put her back in connection with electricity. A person, dead because of her.

The police accident report stated that Secretary Wang’s death was due to dark slippery road conditions, and the car brakes failing, leading to its plunge down the mountain road.

Su Ziceng had never visited the scene; she could choose to believe it was a traffic accident. However, she also hurried to that small mountain village afterward, and the family fostering the baby had already moved, they moved overnight, the same night as the accident.

Kneeling in the memorial hall, Su Ziceng woodenly threw paper ingots into the burning pan. The meticulously folded gold and silver ingots, upon meeting fire, burned to ashes.

Not far from her, she heard a familiar voice. Yang Wuxu, as a representative of the Su Family, came to express condolences to the family. Secretary Wang’s wife and children, along with his white-haired parents, all stood up, ironically thanking her.

Yang Wuxu, while using his hand to cover his nose and mouth, blocking the rising ash, feigned a tone of regret, "Although Secretary Wang has already left the Su Family, the company is also in difficulties now, but Secretary Wang has worked hard for the Su Family for many years, there’s no merit but there is hard work..."