4: The whole family held a feast to celebrate my death.

At the same time, in the wealthy district of Tianqiong City, at the Gu Family Manor.

Tonight, the Gu Family's home was brightly lit, as clear as day.

The parking lot was filled with all kinds of luxury flying cars, each worth a fortune.

The red carpet, extending from the main gate to the main residence, was strewn with precious flower petals.

Melodious cello music flowed through the air, which was filled with the scent of top-tier champagne and expensive perfume.

To an outsider, it would seem as if some top-tier celebrity awards ceremony was being held here.

Or perhaps a wedding of the century for some big figure.

But at the main entrance of the manor, there hung a somewhat jarring black and white banner:

[Deeply Mourning the Gu Family's Unfortunate Lost Eldest Son—Gu Fan's Memorial Service]

The characters on the banner were written in a flamboyant style, reeking of perfunctoriness.

Beneath the banner, the Gu Family servants were busily moving crates of high-end red wine and ingredients.

There wasn't a hint of sadness on their faces; instead, they were all beaming with joy, their movements light and brisk, as if preparing for the New Year.

Inside the manor's hall, glasses clinked and the atmosphere was extraordinarily lively.

Quite a few prominent figures from Tianqiong City had arrived.

They gathered in small groups, holding wine glasses and talking in low voices, occasionally letting out knowing chuckles.

"This is called a 'memorial service'? To me, it looks more like a victory feast."

A pot-bellied wealthy businessman swirled his wine glass and winked at his companion.

The companion, a tall and thin man, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a hint of mockery curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Old Li, you don't understand. For the Gu Family, isn't the death of that trashy real young master the greatest cause for celebration?"

"True. That Gu Fan only had the title of blood relation. In terms of Aptitude or talent, how could he possibly compare to Young Master Yu?"

"I heard Gu Fan was a trash at Cultivating. Staying in the Gu Family was just an embarrassment. Now that he's gone, the Gu Family's stain has been washed away."

"Shh, lower your voice, the main person is here."

Amidst a stir, the head of the Gu Family, Gu Zhan, accompanied by his wife Madam Li, slowly descended the spiral staircase.

Gu Zhan wore a well-tailored handmade suit, his hair combed meticulously, his face glowing with health, and his stride energetic.

Where was there even a hint of grief over just losing a son?

Even if it were just for show, he didn't even bother to feign a look of sorrow.

In his eyes, that useless son who only brought shame to the Family dying in the forbidden zone was practically doing him a huge favor.

Recently, due to the 'real and fake young master' scandal, the Gu Group's stock price had been volatile.

Now, the trouble was completely resolved.

As long as tonight's 'PR show' was done well, tomorrow's stock price would definitely hit the daily limit.

Madam Li, walking beside him, was dressed even more elaborately.

She wore a dark green qipao with a large pearl necklace around her neck, her makeup exquisite, looking elegant and wealthy.

A proper smile graced her face as she continuously nodded to the surrounding guests.

For the biological child that came from her own womb, she felt nothing but disgust.

Even when she heard Gu Yu say he had thrown Gu Fan into the No. 0 Forbidden Zone, she actually felt a sense of relief.

Finally, she wouldn't have to look at that submissive and annoying face anymore.

That child reeked of poverty and was simply unworthy of being Madam Li's son.

Xiao Yu is still the best.

Considerate, sensible, and talented.

Thinking of this, Madam Li's gaze turned toward the center of the hall.

There, surrounded by the crowd, was the protagonist of the night—the fake young master, Gu Yu.

Gu Yu wore a pure white haute couture suit with a small white flower pinned to his chest, looking both sorrowful and holy.

His handsome face bore a trace of melancholy, his eyes slightly red as if he had just finished crying.

This appearance instantly triggered the maternal instincts and pity of many socialites and noblewomen around him.

"Oh my, look at how emotional Young Master Yu is. Even though that bastard brother of his used to bully him so much, he's still so heartbroken."

"Exactly, Young Master Yu is truly too kind. This is what you call a wealthy Family's upbringing."

"That real young master deserved to die; living was just a nuisance."

Hearing the discussions around him, Gu Yu lowered his eyelids, concealing the triumph and malice in his eyes.

Acting? He was a professional.

For the past twenty years, he had relied on this superb acting to wrap the entire Gu Family around his finger, trampling the trash with the actual bloodline under his feet.

And finally, he had personally sent him to Hell.

"Brother Fan, don't blame me."

Gu Yu sneered inwardly, his fingers lightly rubbing the rim of his wine glass.

"This world is about survival of the fittest. A trash with inferior genes like you is just a waste of air. You might as well be dead; at least you can contribute a bit to my reputation."

At this moment, three women walked over.

It was Gu Fan's three 'good sisters'.

The eldest sister, Gu Qingluan, wore a black evening gown, her temperament cold and elegant, appearing unattainable.

She was a leader among the younger generation in Tianqiong City, having reached the Grandmaster Realm of martial arts at a young age.

At this moment, she held a wine glass, her indifferent gaze sweeping across the room, her brow slightly furrowed.

"Xiao Yu, don't be too sad. It's not worth harming your health for that trash."

Gu Qingluan's voice was cold, as if she were discussing a piece of insignificant trash.

"Yeah, Xiao Yu, Eldest Sister is right!"

The one speaking was the third sister, Gu Linger.

She wore a pink puff-sleeve dress, dressed like a doll, and was chewing on a macaron.

"That annoying guy has finally disappeared. From now on, all the snacks and game consoles at home are mine. No one will fight me for the remote anymore. I'm more than happy!"

Gu Linger's innocent face was filled with cruel delight.

The second sister, Gu Wanqing, standing to the side, didn't speak but nodded in agreement.

She actually felt deep down that this was a bit much.

After all, he was her biological brother, and he had been personally crippled and thrown into the forbidden zone by the Family.

If word got out... but seeing the attitude of her parents and eldest sister, she wisely chose to keep quiet and forced a supportive smile.

In this house, following the majority was the way to survive.

"Sisters, don't say that."

Gu Yu sighed and forced a strained smile. "No matter what, he was... he was part of our Family. Even though he stole my things, tarnished our Family's reputation outside, and even tried to drug me... I really don't blame him."

These words were enough to make anyone who heard them feel sad and weep.

In passing, he quietly pinned several more false accusations on Gu Fan.

Sure enough, hearing this, Gu Zhan's expression darkened.

"What Family! That rebellious son was removed from the genealogy long ago!"

Gu Zhan strode over and patted Gu Yu on the shoulder, his voice booming throughout the hall.

"Only an excellent and filial child like Xiao Yu is worthy of being my, Gu Zhan's, son! That trash is better off dead outside, so he doesn't dirty the Gu Family's grounds!"

"Good!"

Someone in the crowd was the first to shout out in approval.

Immediately after, thunderous applause rang out.

The guests raised their glasses one after another to congratulate Gu Zhan and Gu Yu.

It was as if the one who died wasn't a person, but a heinous Devil Head.

Or as if a bunch of disgusting cockroaches had been cleared out.

Gu Yu enjoyed this moment of being sought after by everyone, his vanity greatly satisfied.

He turned around and looked at the massive multi-layered cream cake in the center of the hall.

It was specially prepared for tonight.

Nominally, it was for 'remembrance,' but in reality, it was a 'celebration'.

On top of the cake, instead of traditional longevity peaches or dolls, there was a twisted figure made of dark chocolate, kneeling on the ground in repentance.

That figure vaguely resembled Gu Fan.

This was Gu Linger's twisted idea, symbolizing that the trash was atoning to the Gu Family until the moment he died.

"Xiao Yu, go ahead."

Madam Li gently pushed Gu Yu's back. "Go and make the first cut. Cut off the past, and from now on, our Gu Family will surely flourish."

"Okay, Mom."

Gu Yu nodded obediently.

He adjusted his bowtie and took a silver-gleaming long knife handed to him by a servant.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his facial expression, and stepped elegantly toward the massive cake.

The lights in the hall dimmed at the right moment, leaving only a single spotlight shining on Gu Yu.

He became the focus of the entire room.

Walking up to the cake, Gu Yu turned around to face all the guests.

He raised the silver knife, making a toast to the air, his eyes deep and filled with sorrow.

"With this first cut, I honor Gu Fan."

Gu Yu's voice carried clearly throughout the hall via the microphone.

His voice was magnetic, carrying a hint of a sob.

"May you turn over a new leaf in that world and be a good person. In your next life... don't be born into the wrong Family again."

After saying that, a tear slid down the corner of his eye at just the right moment.

Perfect.

It was a performance that could be called perfect.

Gu Yu gave himself a perfect score in his heart.

But deep down, he cursed maliciously:

"Gu Fan, you piece of trash, rot in Hell! May you never be reincarnated! Your luck, your destiny, your everything—it's all mine now! Hahaha!"

This intense malice seemed to congeal the air.

It ignored the distance of space.

It crossed over numerous obstacles.

And directly connected to a certain person who was taking a stroll on the edge of the No. 0 Forbidden Zone.