CHAPTER 12

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The funeral was scheduled for three days later.

The Aiemkumchai family did not contact the Hemmawich family again.

It must have been on the orders of his brother-in-law.

Pon's father had never cared much for his youngest son that was useless to him.

Sailub had to do everything possible to make his friends find out the time of the funeral.

Hearing that he was going there, Tony scolded him on the phone, "Didn't you want to get rid of him a long time ago? Now that the marriage contract is void, what are you still rushing there for?"

Sailub was taken aback, "Void? Who said that?"

"He's dead, of course it's void. Or do you still plan to marry him?"

Even if he had forced himself to accept reality, say still couldn't stand anyone saying that Pon was dead.

What's more, the Hemmawich family's eagerness to demolish the bridge after crossing the river was too ugly and he felt ashamed as a member of the Hemmawich family.

"I don't care if you go or not, and you have no right to care if I go or not." Sailub said solemnly, "I will go as his fiancé, not on behalf of the Hemmawich family."

Pon's case was handled very quickly under the supervision of all parties.

Those three guys were weaklings. They were interrogated briefly and soon gave a full account of the facts, then they were sent to the prosecution for sentencing in the next few days.

Those three had some family connections too.

Sailub knew that Ping must have been the driving force behind it.

He was so busy, he couldn't help at all. But when he thought about it in retrospect, he realized he was the one Ping wanted to kill the most.

Even so, he went to the funeral site.

When he reached the door and saw the black and white photo in the middle of the funeral hall, Sailub was stunned for a long time, his past flying before his eyes, compressed into one picture.

For a moment, all he could think of was to walk up and touch the smiling man in the photo and say to him, I'm here.

But he didn't get a chance. As soon as he saw him, Ping, who was receiving visitors inside, immediately motioned to the security guards around him to kick him out.

Sailub used all his strength, gritting his teeth and refusing to go, staring at the photo unblinkingly.

The security guards did not dare to make a loud noise to disturb the funeral hall and in the end Ping went out in person. He walked to the door, glanced at Sailub dressed in a black suit with lukewarm eyes and said, "Get out."

Sailub refused to leave, struggling in vain in the circle of security guards, "Let me take a look at him, just one look, let me go in and take a look at him."

Ping asked, "You? What qualifications do you have to look at him?"

Sailub thought it was obvious, "I am his fiance."

"The marriage contract has been annulled, don't forget, you and him didn't even get a certificate."

When he said that, Ping's cold expression showed a rare fierceness, "I let you go before because Pon didn't want me to hurt you."

Sailub was stunned suddenly, his eyes dazed again. His hands loosened and he stopped struggling.

Ping took a step forward, looked at him condescendingly and warned, "Don't mention my brother's name in the future, and it's best not to appear in front of me, otherwise I can't promise not to violate his wish."

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