"Uncle Tang! You shouldn't have died so early! Your nephew misses you so much!"

Ye Chen hurriedly said:

"No."

Susan frowned:

"What?"

Ye Chen hurriedly said:

"My uncle Tang Yuanze is dead. He is only the first seventh day now. He has no son. He has always regarded me as a child. He has left me a inheritance of 20 million yuan. Although it is not much, I cannot get married just after he died. This is disrespect to the deceased."

Susan sighed and said:

"Then we'll talk about the funeral after the funeral is over."

At this moment, Ye Chen's cell phone rang, and Ye Chen hurriedly continued, and Yang Tiehuan's sharp voice came from inside:

"Ye Chen! Come here for me!"

Ye Chen said:

"I'm not available."

Yang Tiehuan:

"Ye Chen! Stop talking nonsense! You must come here! I will discuss the inheritance issues with you in person!"

"You can't squint!"
Chapter completed!