Sun Yangqian, since taking over Qionglu Winery back in the day, has always been a figure who could call the shots in Guanghe County. But today, he fell in his prideful health spa.

A man in his fifties, yet still looking like he's in his thirties or forties.

What a pity.

No matter how good your anti-aging methods, you can't beat human greed.

A lifetime of making waves.

In the end, he died at the hands of his only biological son.

No matter how you look at it, it's somewhat regrettable.

"Hahaha, he's dead, dead, look everyone, Sun Yangqian is dead..."

Sun Zhenggang was almost hysterical.

Pointing at Sun Yangqian floating on the water, he cried and laughed.

Then, his gaze fell on Su Ping'er.

At that moment.

Su Ping'er shivered.

She reached out her hand.

With a ripping sound, she unzipped her hip-hugging skirt.

As the skirt fell.

The never-wearing-underwear body was exposed in front of Sun Zhenggang.

Su Ping'er twisted her body.

Pressing her two soft flesh balls directly onto Sun Zhenggang's arm, wriggling up and down.

And then.

She wrapped his arm around hers.

Dragging him over to the chair.

She gently pressed Sun Zhenggang onto the chair.

Then squatted down.

Using both hands to hold the two proud Big White Rabbits, she clamped the "living thing" between Sun Zhenggang's thighs.

After rubbing for a moment.

She released it.

Then opened her mouth and swallowed the stiff thing.

At that moment, Sun Zhenggang needed release, and under Su Ping'er's service, he couldn't help but moan softly.

It seemed that he was no longer content with this method.

He grabbed Su Ping'er's hair and stood up.

Slapped her butt.

Su Ping'er wisely supported herself on the table with both hands, then raised her butt high.

Sun Zhenggang came behind her, satisfied.

Lifting the stick, aiming at the target, he thrust his waist, achieving union.

Her body was hit again and again.

Yet before her eyes was Sun Yangqian's corpse floating in the pool.

The kind of deep-seated fear made Su Ping'er shiver.

But for the perverted Sun Zhenggang, it was a double psychological and physical stimulation.

Feeling his waist start to go numb.

Sun Zhenggang stopped moving.

He patted Su Ping'er's waist.

Su Ping'er knew exactly what he wanted.

She quickly squatted down.

Using her hand to stroke Sun Zhenggang's stick a few times.

Sun Zhenggang's expression twisted.

And then.

A murky jet of soybean milk spurted out.

Sprayed all over her face.

As the liquid flowed down.

Su Ping'er even deliberately stuck out her tongue to lick it.

This performance pleased Sun Zhenggang very much.

He reached out to pat her head and said, "Not bad at all. Swallow my seeds, you are now my woman. You should know what to do in the future, right?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Sun. Ping'er is now Mr. Sun's woman."

Su Ping'er said timidly.

Seeing Sun Zhenggang was done.

The subordinates came in.

They lifted Big Eye from the ground and asked, "Brother Zheng, what should we do with this guy?"

"Just find a place to bury him, make sure it's clean."

Sun Zhenggang said, slumping in the chair.

"Yes!"

Several men carried Big Eye out.

"You too, leave."

Sun Zhenggang told Su Ping'er.

Su Ping'er bowed slightly and left the bathroom.

At this moment.

In the large bathhouse.

Only Sun Zhenggang remained.

Well, to be precise, only one living person remained.

After all, Sun Yangqian's body was still floating in the pool.

"Come in."

As if sensing something.

Sun Zhenggang called without turning his head.

The sound of leather shoes on the floor echoed.

The person who walked in was none other than Jiang Tuo.

He was first shocked to see Sun Yangqian on the water, but then quickly regained his composure.

"Congratulations, Mr. Sun for taking over Qionglu Group. From now on, Guanghe County is your territory."

Jiang Tuo said respectfully.

Sun Zhenggang slowly turned his head to glance at Jiang Tuo.

He said, "I heard that you've been having a tough time at the County Party Secretary lately."

"Zhenggang..."

After calling out these two words.

Feeling inappropriate.

Jiang Tuo quickly corrected himself and said, "Mr. Sun, Chen Fang is too vicious. He secretly colluded with Big Eye, controlling those grassroots policemen, putting me in a passive position. But Mr. Sun acted timely, this way all my troubles are cleared up."

"Are they really cleared up?"

Sun Zhenggang asked.

Jiang Tuo was stunned.

He said, "If Mr. Sun could personally step in, that would be the best."

Sun Zhenggang yawned.

He said, "Forget about him for now. First, handle the funeral. Once it's over, I'll make sure to deal with him. A small County Party Secretary, let's see how long he can keep flapping."

"That would be greatly appreciated, Mr. Sun."

Jiang Tuo said with a happy expression.

The next morning,

The news of Sun Yangqian's death spread throughout the streets and alleys of Guanghe County.

Honestly.

For the people of Guanghe County, this was exhilarating news.

Over the years, many families were ruined by Sun Yangqian.

Some people even set off firecrackers early in the morning, celebrating this exciting moment.

They didn't know that after Sun Yangqian.

Guanghe County would welcome an even more terrifying demon.

To the public.

Sun Yangqian drowned in his private bath.

It was completely an accident.

Early the next morning.

Many vehicles arrived at the Guanghe County highway entrance.

All came in a rush to mourn Sun Yangqian.

The headquarters hall of Qionglu Group was now decorated as a mourning hall.

The site was filled with chrysanthemums.

A huge black-and-white photo hung in the center.

In the middle, there was a coffin.

Inside lay the fallen Sun Yangqian.

The executives of the winery stood in one line.

The other line consisted of Sun Yangqian's brothers and friends over the years.

Their expressions were complex.

Some already knew the real cause of Sun Yangqian's death, but no one dared to avenge him.

Everyone knew that Sun Zhenggang was a ruthless character who wouldn't bat an eye at killing.

At this moment.

The mourning music was playing in the hall.

But there was a faint sound of a woman's moaning mixed in.

The sound came from behind the mourning hall.

"Brother Zheng, I'm dying, I'm dying. You're too awesome, you're really too awesome..."

The woman gasped while moaning.

The sound wasn't loud.

But it was enough for everyone in the mourning hall to hear.

Behind the altar with the photo.

Sun Zhenggang's pants were down, and he sat on a chair.

A naked woman sat on his legs, moving up and down.

The two Big White Rabbits bounced with the rhythm of her body.

It was quite eye-catching.

Mind you, this was Sun Yangqian's funeral.

As the only son, Sun Zhenggang performing such acts behind his father's altar was indeed a great irony.

Even worse.

The woman "working" on him was also one of his father's mistresses.

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