Chapter 1134: An Inglorious Death

Bo Yanching’s face turned cold, and he retorted, “Who exactly is making him die with unfulfilled wishes?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“My father’s funeral, not informed to me, nor did I see my second sister.

I want to ask, what exactly is the Bo Family intending?

Neither of his children was present, yet your main branch busied yourselves, inviting only collateral relatives of the Bo Family and people related to the company.

What kind of funeral is this?”

Bo Yanching pressed aggressively, “No direct children present, no wife present, who carried the coffin?

Who held his monochrome photo?

Where was he buried?

What shady thoughts does your Bo Family have for wanting to hurriedly bury my father?!”

Bo Li’s face froze, and murmurs began to arise among the guests present.

They didn’t realize it upon arrival, but now finally snapped back to reality.

Since when does a funeral miss the deceased’s own children, and is taken care of by the main branch family.

Besides, Elder Bo wasn’t present either.

The funeral was lavishly arranged, but it seemed rushed, scheduled to proceed with the burial by eleven.

It struck many as hurried.

“I heard that on the surface, Bo Li is the head of the main branch, but he’s just an illegitimate child, brought back by Elder Bo when he was a teenager, with an unknown biological mother.

He studied overseas for a few years, managed Bo’s overseas companies during his studies, and upon returning to the country, was appointed vice president of Bo’s.

He’s never made a mistake yet; however, it seems he’s not very saddened by his brother’s death?”

“More than that, the funeral seems to be going through the motions, as if it’s being rushed to completion.”

“Yet he’s still trying his best to manage everything.”

“Regardless, not notifying the deceased’s children seems a bit…

This Bo Family has deep waters indeed.”

Bo Li’s figure grew slightly rigid; he softened his expression and spoke softly, “Yanqing, your father’s passing is hard on all of us.

There’s a reason we didn’t inform you; we were afraid you’d be too upset.”

Bo Yanching pulled the corner of his mouth, not even letting out a sound of derisive laughter, “Upset?”

“Yes,” Bo Li took two steps towards him, “Your father’s death holds secrets, it was not…

an honorable death.

It was your grandfather’s decision to keep it from you; the fewer who know about it, the better.

It was intended to be discussed with you after the funeral concluded.

After all, it’s a family scandal, and it shouldn’t be publicized.”

“Oh?”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow, “When my father was alive, he never set a foot wrong.

But once dead, it’s suddenly dishonorable.

Care to explain how his death became a family scandal?”

“How could you!”

Bo Li took a sharp breath in, anger flush on his face, but mindful of the occasion, he had to soften his attitude again.

“Why must you argue with me?

He was my own brother.

Even if I didn’t raise you, we’re still family.

It’s not that I’m stopping you, but please concede a little, let the funeral proceed, and then I’ll explain everything to you in detail.”

He glanced around as a signal, “This isn’t the right time for such discussions.”

Bo Yanching maintained his unyielding gaze, his eyes harboring a silently intense power, staring fixedly at others, stirring an uncontrollable fear from the depths of one’s heart.

Mo Tingshen sneered, “This is the first time I’ve ever heard of someone being asked to back down at their own father’s funeral.

Back down from what exactly?”

Bo Li couldn’t respond.

He didn’t want to engage with Mo Tingshen’s words.

He knew Mo Tingshen, a famously shrewd and cunning businessman.

Whether offended in business or not, he always entangles the opponent so tightly that they lose everything without leaving a trace.

This kind of person happened to be Bo Yanching’s friend.

And Bo Yanching, being who he was, compared to Mo Tingshen, if he ever got angry, his methods would be even more ruthless.