"This letter was left for by Grandpa. He probably knew I would go to his study to sit for a while." Beiming Han thought about the mood in which the old man wrote and hid this letter, what could it have been?
"The old man really put a lot of thought into this."
"The things we’ve done, the old man knew about all of them, including the matter with Beiming Qianqian. The old man always knew she was his biological daughter and also knew that I am not truly a mber of the Beiming Family... He just collaborated with us in this act because he didn’t want Beiming Han to fall into the hands of those few people."
The people who could make Beiming Han speak so openly right now were none other than Bai Jingqing and Huangfu Ye. He truly felt lucky to have made these two good brothers back then.
They were tolerant enough towards him, otherwise, with his personality, how could he have friends?
Bai Jingqing evidently hadn’t expected it either. It seems the saying ’the older, the wiser’ is always true. Everything was actually under the old man’s control.
"The old man wanted the Beiming Family to be inherited by Beiming Yu." Beiming Han said in a low voice.
"How can this be? The Beiming Family should be inherited by you, elder brother, after all, you’ve exhausted yourself for the Beiming Family over these years! This is unfair." Bai Jingqing frowned.
"There’s nothing unfair about it. I was never a real descendant of the Beiming Family. The fact that the old man took in and raised was already a great kindness. I actually feel it is very fair." Beiming Han never wanted anything from the Beiming Family, and now with Gu Qingxin and Baobao, he wants even less.
Bai Jingqing felt that since his elder brother thought this way, there was no need to dwell on it.
"The old man ant for you to help Beiming Yu stabilize the position of Family Head." Bai Jingqing suddenly felt that the old man was sowhat selfish this ti, not wanting the elder brother to inherit the Beiming Family, yet wanting him to help Beiming Yu pave the way.
"Elder brother, don’t you feel... there’s still sothing we don’t know about in all this?"
"I feel it too, but it’s useless to think about it now. Let’s wait and see, the truth will co out eventually."
The conversation tapered off, and the two stopped talking. Now they only awaited daybreak, as the old man’s burial would take place past noon. The Beiming Family had a dedicated cetery where everyone in the clan was buried according to their rank.
The next day, everything went smoothly, and Beiming Yu, as Beiming Han wished, did not appear.
Huangfu Ye arrived early, and Beiming Han had nothing more to say, understanding Huangfu Ye’s sincere intentions.
In the afternoon, Beiming Han personally carried the old man’s ashes to the cetery.
The Beiming Family’s cetery was located on a mountain, a piece of land bought generations ago by Beiming Han’s ancestors, a place with great feng shui.
After the burial and the subsequent rituals, people began to leave one by one.
In the end, only Beiming Han, Beiming Jue, Beiming Wuji, and a few others remained.
Beiming Wuji looked at Beiming Han with particular disdain, snorted coldly, and left.
Beiming Jue didn’t leave, turned to Beiming Han, and said, "Sixth brother, do you have any plans?"
"I don’t know what you’re referring to," Beiming Han stood there expressionless, his tone emotionless.
"Of course, it’s about the position of Family Head. That position cannot remain vacant," Beiming Jue smiled.
"The old man just passed, aren’t you being a little too hasty? Even if you want to take the seat, at least wait until after Grandpa’s seven-day mourning." Beiming Han mocked coldly.
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