Almighty is a real daughter, her vest has been torn down again

Mr. Mu looked a little unhappy and sneered:
"Okay, go ask Madam Feng and Miss Feng to come in, so I can see how these two are trying to force the issue."

The old man is usually cheerful and you can't tell anything, but he is a military man after all, and when he gets angry, his aura is extremely oppressive.

The person who came in to report held his breath, said "yes", and hurriedly left the living room.

Give Mr. Xiang Yixuan Chaomu a thumbs up:
"Grandpa Mu must be the most handsome duck."

This sounds weird.

The coldness on Mr. Mu's face disappeared, and he stared at Xiang Yixuan with disgust and helplessness.

"Go play somewhere else, little brat, and don't disturb me. Do you hear me?"

The implication is that as long as he doesn't do anything wrong, he can eavesdrop.

Xiang Yixuan smiled:

"Grandpa Mu, don't worry, I'm much more obedient than Brother Chen, I promise I'll be quiet!"

It goes without saying that at this moment, the screen in the online conference room was filled with comments like “Brother Xuan is so awesome!”

Brother Chen is watching, yet he dares to criticize me in person. He is a wolf-mite!
Xiang Yixuan and Qi Qingzang put away the camera and went back to the second floor. They found a comfortable place to sit down and did not forget to ask the Mu family's housekeeper to bring some snacks and drinks necessary for the show.

How could the Mu family have such a thing?

The third uncle doesn’t eat snacks, and the old man can’t eat too many snacks, so the family doesn’t prepare these things very often.

In the end, only two cups of hot tea were brought to the two of them.

At this time, a group of five or six people were led by the Mu family's housekeeper and walked into the Mu family's living room.

As soon as they stepped into the living room, they started chatting with each other in a familiar manner.

The protagonists, Mrs. Feng and Ma Xiaocui, walked at the end of the crowd, following quietly with a very low sense of presence.

Old Master Mu sat where he was, without getting up to greet anyone. While drinking his tea, he looked at the young man in the group.

No matter how unhappy he was, he was still very curious about the possible resurrection of the Feng family's child.

He had heard a little about Ma Xiaocui, the girl brought back by the Feng family, but this was the first time he had seen her.

When he saw the child's face clearly, Mr. Mu couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

The face is about 60% similar, and the dignified and generous movements and behaviors...

Even Mr. Mu, a staunch materialist, couldn't help but have a hint of doubt at this moment.

Max, this can't be true, can it?

Of course, Mr. Mu would not show what he was thinking on his face. He remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened. He did not respond and just let them talk.

Online conference rooms also started to be used.

[Wow, the family of Political Commissar Zhang, the family of General Chen... Oh my god, even Old Man Yan is here. Didn't the old man say last month that he would go back to his hometown in Eastern Province to recuperate? He's already rested in less than a month?]

[Tsk tsk tsk, the abacus beads are flying on my face. ]

[It must be said that Xuan Xinhe is no pushover as Miss Feng's mother. Everyone should pay attention to her. She will definitely be tested later.]

[Hey, these two women brought a group of people to force us to abdicate, we can't lose! ]

[Need I tell you? I told my old man at home a minute ago. He is already changing his shoes and is about to go out!]

[Hahaha, I also said that my old lady has always wanted to see how people come back to life from the dead. When she heard that someone had arrived at the compound, she hung up on me. I guess they will be here soon.]

[I say, you think too highly of the Feng family's popularity! Is it possible that Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen came together just to have a meal? ]

【Hahahahaha this is really possible! 】

The leaders, Old Chen and Old Zhang, spoke for a long time like a one-man show, but Old Mu didn't respond and finally they couldn't continue.

Chen Lao strode over and poked him awkwardly. "Old Mu, talk to me!"

Only then did Mr. Mu slowly put down the cup and gave them a look.

"Oh, how come you guys have time to come over here? Ah Liu, make tea for the guests, use the Da Hong Pao on the top cabinet!"

Outside the living room, Liu replied:

"Grandpa, those Da Hong Pao were of poor quality and moldy, so they were thrown away a few days ago. You did it yourself."

Old Man Mu slapped his forehead in a pretentious manner.

"Oh, it seems that's the case. If there's no tea leaves, then bring some cups of boiled water. Do you mind? Hey, you guys came so suddenly, and I didn't prepare anything. So, just give me some?"

The last sentence was said while looking at Mr. Chen and the others.

Obviously with sarcasm.

The corners of the group's mouth twitched at the same time, and they glanced at Old Man Mu's cup.

If there is no tea, then what is he drinking!
Soy sauce water?

Mr. Mu turned a blind eye.

This scene also made people in the online conference room laugh.

"Why are you so rude?" Old Chen smacked his lips, sat down next to Old Man Mu, and said bluntly, "We have been friends for decades, is there anything that can't be discussed in a calm manner? Why do you have to make things so awkward?"

Old Master Mu moved aside in disgust.

"Stop, stop! You and I are not in the same regiment, and we have never been on the same mission together. How can there be any life-and-death friendship between us?"

"Then you can finally have it with me, right?" Old Zhang also came over and hooked Old Man Mu's shoulder, "Can you give me some face?"

Old Master Mu shook off his hand, raised his body, moved his buttocks, sat on the single-seat sofa, and sneered:

"Would you like to look at what you are doing now, and then think about whether you can say this to me?"

Without even saying hello, he brought people to the door.

You didn't give him face, but you still want face from him. What do you want?
The two of them were depressed by this stubborn old man.

"Hey, Old Mu, you——"

"Uncle Mu."

The noble lady, who had been very quiet since she came in, suddenly spoke.

"I'm sorry, I asked Uncle Zhang and the others to help mediate. Please don't blame them."

Mr. Mu glanced at her and laughed:
"These two old guys are used to playing the game of smoothing things over, especially Old Zhang. He used to be the lubricant of the group. It's an occupational disease. There's nothing strange about it."

"I know what they mean, and I can understand it, but - Xuan Xinhe, Madam Feng, what do you mean?"

Others don’t understand why the Mu and Feng families want to break off relations. Could it be that the Feng family themselves don’t know?
After a lot of effort, the brat finally found someone he liked, but he was repeatedly murdered by the girl from the Feng family... The Mu family is small in number, and the future inheritance must be handed over to Achen and Yining.

To hurt these two children is to hurt the foundation of the Mu family! The Mu family is his enemy!

The lady lowered her eyes, her expression was sad, and her voice was slightly choked.

"Uncle Mu."

"Yiyi is dead. She died alone in a foreign country. No one was by her side. She died alone."

"I know she has done many wrong things. As a mother, I failed to teach her well. Wrong is wrong. I will not ask others to forgive her. I also know very well that she does not deserve to be forgiven."

"But, Uncle Mu, she's dead. Do you still want to bother with a dead person?" (End of this chapter)