Chapter 309 Clues (1/2)

Ye Sichen died, and people all over the world were grieving for him. The funeral was unprecedented with billions of viewers.

The whole world was immersed in the atmosphere of sorrow.

Because Ye Sichen did not complete the 400 concerts, which led to a violation of the agreement, Yuezhao Organization sued the newly established inheritance foundation of Ye Sichen and demanded a compensation for the losses according to the agreement.

Yuezhao Organization demanded that Ye Sichen’s music copyrights and the music company should be mortgaged for compensation. However, Ye Sichen had declared bankruptcy before his death. All the assets under his name were mortgaged to repay his huge debt. His copyrights and the half share of the music company had been coveted by Yuezhao Organization for a long time, which had been mortgaged to the bank.

Yuezhao Organization could get nothing.

Out of rage, Mrs. Baili asked Ye Sichen’s personnel to pay her an astronomical figure. However, Ye Sichen’s legacy was poorly managed, and it was impossible to get one million dollars from the foundation.

That meant that Ye Sichen’s team became an empty shell after his death. There was nothing left behind. Even Ye Sichen’s funeral was funded by his fans.

Mrs. Baili was desperate. If she could have known earlier that she would get no benefit from Ye Sichen, she would eliminate him in advance.

However, the Allies decided to cooperate with Yuezhao Organization, because Yuezhao Organization eliminated Ye Sichen, which comforted Mrs. Baili a little bit.

On the day of the funeral, hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the stadium where Ye Sichen once rehearsed. Because the stadium was so full that many people could not get tickets to enter. They stood outside of the stadium, holding the banner and watching the large outdoor screen, on which the funeral was broadcast live.

Xia Nuan stood in an inconspicuous place, looking at the big screen. Her tears slipped quietly. Behind her, Ye Sichen in a disguised outfit embraced her and felt the same sadness with her.

Only they knew that it was Song Kuncheng who was lying in the crystal coffin.

After quite a while, Xia Nuan and Ye Sichen got on the car together.

Ye Sichen stared at the fans outside crying for him, and he felt so sorry.

“Am I too selfish to abandon my fans?” Ye Sichen asked Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan looked toward the direction that Ye Sichen looked at and sighed, “If you don’t leave in this way, Yuezhao Organization and the Allies will never let you leave.”

Ye Sichen supported his forehead with hand, “Yes, you are right. I still have things to do. I’m tired of living under the spotlight. After solving those problems, I really want to settle down with you and the children.”

Hearing these words, Xia Nuan entwined her fingers with his.

“I want to record a video clip for my fans.” Ye Sichen said, “I want them to know I would miss them, even if I’ve left.”

“Then I will get lots of rivals.” Xia Nuan smiled and scoffed.

“Who told you that? They are my family; and you are my family and beloved one.” Ye Sichen kissed her on the forehead.

Ken saw them through the rearview mirror. Then, he started the engine and left the stadium.

Nestling in Ye Sichen’s arms, Xia Nuan watched through the window, “I wonder how my mother and Xia Yan are going.”

Ye Sichen looked at Ken.

Ken said, “Rest assured, Ma’am. I visited them just a few days ago. They were fine. Xia Yan opened a clothing shop in Zhongshan City, and your mother, Madam Zeng, is physically healthy. But they both think you are dead, so they always go to the beach.”

Xia Nuan sighed, “Is Xia Yan unwilling to take over my clothing company?”

“Yes, she wants to build up her own career.” Ken said.

Xia Nuan heard this and was moved. It seemed that Xia Yan had really changed.

“Ye Enchen visited her several times. Nevertheless, she wanted nothing to do with Ye Enchen.” Ken continued telling Xia Nuan about Xia Yan.

Xia Nuan nodded, “May Ye Enchen do no harm to her anymore.”

“Ye Enchen might have no time for her now.” A surge of coldness lingered on Ye Sichen’s lips. He looked at Xia Nuan, “Except Ranni, Ye’s Family has been busy suing my inheritance foundation to get a slice of the cake. But I will not let them succeed.”

“But you left Madam Ye a fortune at that time, didn’t you? Why wouldn’t they just accept as it is?” Xia Nuan frowned.

“They will never get satisfied. Anyway, there is no penny for them in the inheritance foundation. Let them play their theater.” In order to reward Madam Ye for her grace of upbringing, Ye Sichen left her a good fortune so that she could live out her days. But how to spend the money, was out of his control.

“Sir, we just arrived at Xiu Lin’s house.”

Ken broke the contemplation of Xia Nuan and Ye Sichen.

Xia Nuan and Ye Sichen came back to their senses, and then looked outside. A quiet and elegant house came into view.

After they got off, Ken parked the car outside.

The owner of the house they were visiting, Xiu Lin, was an acquaintance of Ye Sichen and Xia Nuan.

Five or six years ago, not long after the birth of Wuyou and Nianci, Xia Nuan came to work for Ye Sichen. There she knew Xiu Lin’s aunt, who became ill because of missing her son who was killed in a fight. To fulfill her last wish to see her son, Ye Sichen disguised himself as Wei Shi, the dead son. And Xia Nuan disguised herself as Wei Shi’s wife. They accompanied the old lady to her death. Ye Sichen and Xia Nuan had no intention to bother Xiu Lin. But Xiu Lin was related to the evidence Di Luoke looked for, so they had to come over by themselves.

Ken knocked first.

Ye Sichen and Xia Nuan disguised themselves as Ken’s subordinates, standing behind Ken and waiting for the opening of the door.

Then the door opened, and a slim middle-aged woman came up.