This life, without the inheritance from the original owner, Wang Xiaoyan had a tougher time, having tasted all kinds of bitterness.
Died even earlier than the previous life.
When Yuan Chun heard the news of Wang Xiaoyan's death, she was accompanying her daughter-in-law at the beauty salon, her expression unchanged, just said to 007, "It's good that she's dead, this enemy should have died long ago."
007 gloated, "Host, with Wang Xiaoyan's death, Fan Lei doesn't even have the money to handle her funeral. Since the two of them didn't register their marriage, Fan Lei isn't obliged to arrange anything for her after death, so the police are heading to your house."
"I know, it's just cremation money, I can afford it."
With the enemy dead, Yuan Chun didn't mind spending on cremation fees, but buying a grave site for her enemy was out of the question.
When Yuan Chun and her daughter-in-law drove back to the community, they saw a police car at the gate.
