Therefore, it cannot be said that he has too many great abilities.
Seeing him nod, Xiaoyouzi continued, "His current wife is his second wife. Many years ago, he and his first wife opened a factory, and his wife died just as the business was doing well."
He now has two large factories, which are raw material suppliers for your products, right?
"Yes." Mr. Mu paused for a moment before nodding.
Few people know that his friend's wife is his second wife.
However, this is not a secret; anyone with a little effort can find out.
Mu Zian also spoke up, saying, "These are not secrets."
Seeing Mu Zi'an's suspicious look, Xiao Youzi suddenly revealed a strange smile: "Uncle Mu, the Buddhist prayer beads on your wrist, were they also given to you by this person?"
"Huh?" Mr. Mu was taken aback.
Compared to the previous two things, this one is more secret, and not many people know about it.
Only he, Madam Mu, and their friends knew.
When Song An brought the Buddhist beads to his door, he said that they had been blessed and could protect him. He had specially obtained them and couldn't tell too many people.
Song An was his good friend, so he naturally trusted him.
Mu Zian's eyes widened: "This was given to my dad by my mom, it has nothing to do with Uncle Song."
Mu Zian, who was kept in the dark, was the first to speak.
“Yes, this was a gift from Mom. Little Youzi, you guessed wrong, didn’t you?” Mu Siyu looked at Little Youzi with her beautiful eyes.
Only Wen Tian remained silent.
Madam Mu frowned slightly: They even kept it from the child, how did Xiaoyouzi find out?
“No, he gave it to us.” Under the children’s surprised gazes, Mr. Mu nodded, acknowledging Xiaoyouzi’s statement.
Little Yuzu smiled broadly: "Do you know that the Buddhist prayer beads on your wrist are under a curse?"
"What do you mean?" Mr. Mu looked at Xiaoyouzi in astonishment.
At that time, everyone will be looking at the little pomelo.
Little Yuzu didn't find anything wrong with it at all and continued, "Mr. Mu has been having a lot of bad luck lately, hasn't he? His business has suddenly run into a lot of problems, and he's lost several clients."
"You've been in two or three minor car accidents while driving, haven't you?"
Mrs. Mu: "A car accident?"
"It's nothing serious, we've just been having some bad luck lately," Mr. Mu reassured Mrs. Mu, seeing her anxiety.
He hesitated for a moment, but didn't think about it any other way.
It's not that I can't think of it, it's that I'm unwilling.
Little Yuzu scoffed, "Uncle Mu gets into three car accidents in a month, don't you think that's strange?"
What kind of bad luck would cause someone to be in frequent car accidents?
"This..." Mr. Mu was stunned for a moment, then thought that Xiaoyouzi was right, and opened his mouth but did not refute it.
Mrs. Mu frowned and punched Mr. Mu lightly: "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you tell me about all those car accidents you were in?"
Madam Mu, who was kept in the dark, did not look too pleased.
Mu Zian asked in surprise, "Dad, when did you get into a car accident?"
His father came home every day, and he didn't notice anything wrong.
Mu Siyu, standing next to her, also looked completely bewildered.
Clearly, Mr. Mu's family had no idea.
"Where are you injured?" Madam Mu quickly pulled Mr. Mu aside and looked him up and down.
I really couldn't see anything wrong with it.
Mr. Mu said helplessly, "Although I was in a car accident, it wasn't very serious, so don't worry."
"You really scared me to death!" Madam Mu said coquettishly, glaring at Mr. Mu.
Mr. Mu quickly apologized, saying, "Wife, I was wrong."
The two of them started acting all lovey-dovey, oblivious to everyone else around them.
"Mr. Mu, you should pay attention to your luck. There are already faint black lines appearing on your forehead. Someone has cast a curse on you." Seeing that the family was so carefree and didn't think of the bad things at all, Xiaoyouzi reminded them.
Madam Mu's almond-shaped eyes widened: "What do you mean? My husband has been cursed? Little Yuzu, really?"
“Yes, it was his good friend who put it there.” Little Yuzu smiled. “And it’s gradually influencing Uncle Mu.”
This is so interesting.
Good friends turned against each other.
Mr. Mu immediately retorted, "Impossible! Old Song would never do this to me. We've been good brothers for years!"
“Why not?” Little Yuzu raised an eyebrow, looking at Mr. Mu’s expression, and said coldly, “Don’t you think he’s been incredibly lucky lately, and even closed a big deal?”
Mr. Mu's expression changed.
An expression more captivating than any color palette.
Seeing this, Madam Mu stopped speaking.
After a long silence, Mr. Mu pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "Old Song has indeed been having good luck lately, but what does that have to do with me and this Buddhist rosary?"
"Little Yuzu, what's going on?" Madam Mu asked with a worried expression. "Are you trying to scare me?"
Although she thought Xiaoyouzi was bluffing, judging from Mr. Mu's performance, Madam Mu felt that Xiaoyouzi was basically right.
Little Yuzu shook her head: "I wasn't trying to scare anyone, I was just telling the truth."
The others remained silent.
With a sigh, Xiaoyouzi said, "Uncle Mu has a lot of luck. He must have had a pretty good start in business, and things have gone smoothly for the past few decades without any major difficulties, right?"
"yes."
At this point, Mr. Mu already believed Xiaoyouzi.
Little Yuzu chuckled: "Uncle Mu's luck is so strong that it makes people jealous, but you yourself often do charity work, and your family is also very blessed."
No ordinary person can steal your luck.
After saying that, Xiaoyouzi looked at Mr. Mu's forehead.
At this moment, the black lines on his forehead were much denser than before, and they were about to cover up the signs of the golden light of merit and the purple aura.
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