True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The sound went from far to near, so shocked that Fu Mingcheng almost fell.

He looked up suddenly, and saw an old man in a black Tang suit walking slowly, with a steady and windy pace.

Fu Mingcheng did not know Mu Heqing.

With his status, he couldn't get in touch with the Mu family at all.

After all, the Fu family is located in the imperial capital, which is a family on the same level as the Su family.

It was too far from the top circle of the Mu family.

But this did not prevent Fu Mingcheng from guessing the identity of the old man in Tang suit. He immediately clenched the document in his hand and said tentatively, "Dare to ask, old gentleman, who are you..."

Mu Heqing glanced at him and said nothing.

On the side, Mu Cheng stepped forward and said coldly, "Master's surname is Mu."

Hearing this surname, the expressions of all the Fu family members in the mourning hall changed.

The Mu family and Mu Heqing were like thunder.

How could such a person rush over from the imperial capital so quickly to express condolences to Mr. Fu.

The other three giants have yet to come.

Fu Mingcheng broke out in a cold sweat in an instant: "It turned out that it was Boss Mu who came here, and Fu Jiapeng is shining brightly. It's really a loss to welcome him."

"You don't need to greet me." Mu Heqing said lightly, "Kneel first, kneel for three days and three nights, and then talk nonsense."

Fu Mingcheng was taken aback: "Mr. Mu, you..."

Mu Heqing ignored him and turned his head: "Mu Cheng."

"Yes, sir." Mu Cheng nodded, stepped forward, and directly pressed Fu Mingcheng's shoulders, forcing him to kneel down in front of Father Fu's coffin.

Mu Cheng is not an ancient martial artist, but he is also a trainee, so naturally he is not comparable to Fu Mingcheng.

With a "bang", Fu Mingcheng knelt on the ground, his eyes were facing the black and white photo of Mr. Fu on the mourning hall, his heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to look directly.

He gritted his teeth: "Mr. Mu, what do you mean?"

Mu Heqing put on the three sticks of incense first, then turned around: "I can't get used to Yichang's unfilial sons and grandsons, and he is so aggressive."

His eyes swept across Fu Yichen, Mrs. Fu, Third Master Fu and others one by one, sharp as knives.

Fu Yi is the real lazy man. He couldn't stand this kind of stare. He collapsed to the ground as soon as his legs were weak.

"Yunshen, don't move for now." Mu Heqing slowly paced behind Fu Yunshen, put a hand on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Wait until your grandfather is completely settled down, otherwise it won't be too much. OK, I'll move for you."

Not even a day has come now, let alone the first seven.

The older generation also pays attention to the wake and funeral, and must not be destroyed, disturbing the deceased.

Mu Heqing even knew very well that the most important thing for Fu Yunshen at the moment was to send Mr. Fu away in peace.

He would not let his hands be covered in blood again in front of the coffin of Mr. Fu.

But then-

Mu Heqing shook his head.

With Mr. Fu leaving like this, who else can suppress this kid?

He pulled away his sharp edge and was willing to stay in Shanghai City, because the people closest to him were here.

Fu Yunshen didn't say anything, knelt down again, and looked at the coffin quietly.

"Mr. Mu." Fu Mingcheng was under the control of Mu Cheng, with an ugly expression, "This is the family business of the Fu family. Even if you are my father's former boss, you are not qualified to intervene, right?"

"Oh? How can this be called meddling?" Before Mu Heqing said anything, another voice came from outside, "This is the elders teaching the younger ones, he Mu Heqing is a veteran, don't talk about you, he can even tell me Cursing with your nose, why, you don't have this qualification yet?"

Still an old man, also dressed in black.

Mu Heqing was surprised: "Yun Jian, why are you here?"

The Nie family really has nothing to do with the Fu family.

"Condolences." Mr. Nie didn't say anything, he went up to incense, "I'll see you teach others."

Mu Heqing: "..."

This time, no one in the mourning hall dared to speak, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Nie Yun admonishes!

Although this name is not as loud as Mu Heqing, since he is in the rich and powerful circle, he will not be ignorant.

The rulers of the two top families in the imperial capital actually gathered in Shanghai today.

Fu Mingcheng didn't dare to speak, he endured the humiliation and knelt there unwillingly.

With the passage of time, more and more guests came to the mourning hall to offer condolences.

The Zhong family had the most people, followed by the Jiang family. The Ying family only sent one company director over there. After all, the Ying family had nothing to do with the Fu family.

Zhong Manhua didn't know Mr. Fu well, so naturally he wouldn't go to the mourning hall to express condolences, but he sighed, "If you say that this person is old, it means that there are many accidents. If you want to leave, you can leave. It's really impermanent."

Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips: "Mom, it's actually beneficial to our family when Mr. Fu leaves like this."

"Favourable?" Zhong Manhua was taken aback, "How do you say it?"

"Didn't you say it? It's because of the presence of Master Fu Qi that my sister can leave the house at will." Ying Yuexuan analyzed rationally, "But now that Master Fu is gone, Master Fu Qi's status has plummeted."

"He can't protect himself in the Fu family, how can he still manage his sister?"

Zhong Manhua quickly reacted: "Yes, in this way, your sister can only go home."

Without Fu Yunshen's backing, how can Ying Zijin be so self-willed?

"Five days will be the funeral." Zhong Manhua thought for a while, "When the time comes, I'll go get your sister back."

Ying Yuexuan nodded: "Mom, I'll go with you."

**

The funeral is set for November 9.

This time, many people came, and the four giants gathered.

Mu Heqing and Old Man Nie had to leave after attending the funeral because there was something else going on in the imperial capital.

After Mr. Fu was buried in the cemetery, Fu Mingcheng's anger finally relaxed completely.

He turned around, glanced coldly at Fu Yun, and said, "It just so happens that everyone is here, and I also announce something."

Hearing this sentence, the guests who were about to leave were stunned for a moment, and when they turned around, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

As soon as Mr. Fu left, the head of the Fu family naturally fell on Fu Mingcheng's head.

Is it possible that the Fu family is going to make another big move?

Mu Heqing and Mr. Nie had already left, and no one would interfere in the Fu family's affairs.

Now, Fu Mingcheng finally spoke out the phone that he had held in his heart for more than 20 years.

He just felt relieved, he had never felt so relaxed before.

"Fu Yunshen is not from my wife and I. He is not from the Fu family, and is not qualified to inherit any property of the Fu family." Fu Mingcheng's voice was cold, "Please be a witness for me, Fu Mingcheng, now, I will give Fu Mingcheng a testimony. Yun Shen kicked out the Fu family, and he has nothing to do with the Fu family in the future!"

These sonorous and powerful words exploded in the crowd like a thunderbolt.

Everyone was in an uproar.

Fu Yunshen is not Fu Mingcheng's son? !

Could it be someone's illegitimate child?

The illegitimate child has no status in the wealthy family.

"Dad, you're crazy!" Fu Yihan was shocked, "Why isn't Yun Shen not from our Fu family? He clearly—"

"Shut up!" Fu Mingcheng scolded, "If I say no, he is not."

Jiang Moyuan's eyes darkened a bit.

He thought that Fu Yunshen was missing a backer.

As a result, it now seems that Fu Yunshen is not even the Fu family, and he is indeed not qualified to argue with him.

He turned his eyes and landed on the girl in the distance, frowning slightly.

The funeral has just ended, not a suitable opportunity, but there is more time to come.

Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips and turned to leave.

When Ying Zijin heard this sentence, her eyes narrowed slightly, she raised her hand and grabbed Fu Yunshen's shoulder: 'You—"

"Yaoyao, it's alright." Fu Yunshen tilted his head slightly, he leaned down, rubbed her head gently as usual, his lips curved slightly, "Let me be alone for a while. "

He will always be like that.

No matter how painful or injured it is, it will not show.

Always elegant, without showing any embarrassment.

Ying Zijin let go of his hand and frowned.

She also knew that he needed quiet now, so she stepped aside.

But Fu Mingcheng's words made the guests look at Fu Yunshen in a wrong way, especially those who had complimented him.

"I thought it was the real prince, but it turned out to be a fake civet cat."

"It's not the Fu family, but I still want to inherit the Fu family. It's really wishful thinking."

Ying Zijin shook his hand, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Nie also didn't know when he was standing beside her.

He was still wearing the black suit from the funeral, with a chilled expression, and spoke slowly.

"Twenty years ago, a group of people came to Fu's house, and they were aggressive. Until now, no one knows where they came from and what they are for."

Ying Zijin listened.

Nie Yi went on to say, "Grandma Yun Shen, in order to protect him, died under the guns of that group of people."

"Master Fu was also poisoned by those people, and he was ill for 20 years."

"And he, who was only two years old at the time, was hidden in the attic of Fu's family, and he watched his mother and was killed by those people."

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