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

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire living room changed.

The air freezes.

Everyone, including those in the online conference room hidden behind, held their breath and looked at the lady with complicated eyes.

I have to admit, she is right.

Feng Suyi is dead, and the hatred should end here.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Mu spoke calmly:
"Of course I don't."

Someone in the online conference room couldn't help but curse:
[What the hell! This woman is so shameless, how dare she ask such a life-threatening question! With so many people watching, Grandpa Mu can still reply to you "I don't care"?! ]

[Why are you so angry? Didn't you know earlier that this is exactly what she wanted? Now she is forcing Mr. Mu to say in front of others that he doesn't care, so that she can get close to him in the future.]

[I just can't stand her pretentious attitude! Why is she pretending?]

[Just wait and see, she's going to push that guy... Miss Feng's reincarnation is out, tsk! It's like a screenwriter.]

The lady raised her head, blinked her tearful eyes, and the tears slid down in an instant.

"Uncle Mu, I can't and dare not ask you to forgive Yiyi, but I still want to say to you and Achen--"

Old Master Mu raised his hand and waved, interrupting her.

"No need. I won't bother with the dead. After all, I can't bother with them even if I want to."

"But you don't have to apologize to me. There's no need. A broken relationship is like a broken glass. It's broken. No matter how you repair it, the cracks won't disappear. There's no need to force yourself to use it again, to avoid cutting your mouth."

The lady was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Chen beside him couldn't help but speak:
"Old Mu, why are you doing this? We have known each other for decades—"

Old Master Mu gave him a sidelong glance.

"Shut up!"

Then, he glanced at the others and said as if to announce:

"What are you all thinking? You are already in your seventies and eighties. How many days do you have left to live? I will be honest with you. No matter how good our relationship with you is, we will not force Ah Chen to have a relationship with your descendants. My interpersonal relationships cannot and will not be forced on Ah Chen. He can know whoever he wants to know and be friends with whoever he wants to be friends with. I will never interfere."

"Also, I want to emphasize that not caring is not caring. I don't care, not because I'm generous, but because I want to accumulate some virtue for the children, that's all! If you want more from me, you're greedy, understand!"

The old man's voice was calm, but it was powerful enough to refute.

The whole politeness was reduced to silence.

In contrast, the online conference room was in a frenzy.

[Grandpa Mu is worthy of being Grandpa Mu! So handsome! 】

[Envy, jealousy and hatred!! If only my grandfather could be half as open-minded as Grandpa Mu, I would be satisfied! ]

[No wonder our brother Chen is so outstanding, this family tradition and this thought are absolutely amazing! ]

[Brother Chen, can you help me ask Grandpa Mu if he still needs a grandson? ]

[Grandpa Mu is really... I am crying to death. ]

[Ginger is still more experienced! I have learned a lesson! Grandpa Mu is awesome! ]

Compared with the lively online meeting room, a subtle awkwardness spread in the atmosphere of the living room.

Mr. Zhang coughed lightly and broke the silence:

"Ah this... Lao Mu, of course we understand! Don't get too excited, calm down! You must have misunderstood what Lao Chen and I meant!"

"Look, the old Feng family said they realized their mistakes and wanted to apologize. Of course we have to give them a chance. After all, it's the right thing to apologize for doing something wrong, right? As for whether to accept it or not, that's entirely your personal matter. No one has the right to force you to make a choice, right, Old Chen!"

Mr. Chen immediately nodded in agreement.

"Yeah!"

Old Master Mu curled his lips in disdain.

He was not excited at all! Misunderstanding was not a thing!

These two old-timers speak better than they sing.

Damn old thing!
Old Master Mu cursed in his heart and followed their words and asked:

"Oh? So is this the end for today?"

The two old men nodded immediately: "It's over, it's over!"

Mr. Mu asked again:
"Boiled water, do you still want to drink it? Ah Liu——"

Mr. Chen tried to hold it in, but couldn't help it and bumped Mr. Mu's left arm with his elbow.

"You cunning old man! That's enough!"

Mr. Mu snorted coldly.

"You two should give me some respect! Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

"Who dares to bully you?" Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Among us, you are the best at bullying others!"

They were a group of people who had been through life and death together. Several older people passed away in the past few years, and only these few people are left... They just hope that the old brothers can spend their last days together.

But what Old Man Mu said is also right.

Their relationship is strong because it is built with blood and sweat.

These feelings were created by the unique environment of their generation and will never be replicated by the next generation.

It is unrealistic to expect the next generation to be as reliable as they are.

Children need to make use of the unique environment of each era to manage their own lives.

The three of them were arguing with each other, but the atmosphere became more relaxed.

It can be seen that the three of them are old friends who can understand and communicate with each other.

Mr. Yan, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't sit still anymore and spoke:

"Old Chen! Old Zhang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the joy on the faces of the three old men disappeared, and they even rolled their eyes at the same time in tacit understanding.

Lao Zhang said unhappily:

"Alright, those who should apologize have apologized, let's just go!"

Mr. Yan would never be willing to give up until he achieved his goal.

He said anxiously:

"Old Mu! For a woman, you are going to—"

Before he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly came from outside the living room:
"Old Yan! Think before you speak! Otherwise, don't blame me for talking to all your sons!"

Mr. Qi walked in from outside.

He walked straight over, grabbed Old Man Yan's shoulder, and dragged him out.

"I have something to do with this old guy, you guys continue to gather!"

Having said that, he dragged the person out.

Mr. Yan struggled in vain and was dragged out.

Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhang looked at each other, keenly realized something, and without saying a word, they stood up and left.

The two of them whispered in each other's ears as they walked.

"Old Qi came so quickly... Could the situation at Mu's house be broadcast live? What's the name? Oh, right! Live broadcast! It must have been broadcast live!"

"Look over there, Old Lady Qin is coming over here too! It must be her!"

"Hurry up, let's go back and take a look!"

After the three of them left at once, the whole house became quiet.

Old Master Mu drank the tea in the cup, which had already cooled down a lot, in one gulp, and then asked Ah Liu to make him a new cup.

After Ah Liu walked out of the living room, he turned his attention to the two women who had not left yet.

"Madam Feng, since we have almost finished what we wanted to talk about, I am old and easily tired, so I will not entertain you. Please sit wherever you like."

Sit long enough and then walk away.

Ma Xiaocui stood up suddenly and stood in front of him:
"Grandpa Mu! I have something to tell you." (End of this chapter)