"Su Xiaomeng, your husband Yin Shixiu is not dead at all!"
"..."
"..."
"You and your husband conspired to use 'fake death' to gain public sympathy! On the surface, you Su Xiaomeng are struggling to support the Yin Family, but in reality, it's just a script set by you young couple!"
"In front of the media, the Yin Family seems to be doing legitimate business, but in actuality, they are using the most despicable means to attack the Rong Family in secret!"
"The Stock God on Wall Street pretends to cooperate with the Rong Family to deplete their funds!"
The entire banquet hall suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Yin Shixiu is not dead.
The shock brought by these words was like a heavy bomb.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Su Xiaomeng...
"Mr. Rong, your imagination is truly rich."
Su Xiaomeng's expression was calm, and her tone was relaxed.
"Is my imagination rich?"
Rong Si's elder eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced around, then he shouted in a deep voice,
