Chapter 252 The Big Shot is Always Mysterious, Madam Mu's Face Turned Green [3 Updates]
"How about it?"
Mu Weifeng did not answer.
Madam Mu was not in a hurry. She poured herself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
For Mu Weifeng, health is the most important thing.
In particular, he also has a younger sister, Mu Yuxi, to take care of.
The Mu family's earliest history can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty, more than a thousand years ago, and there have only been two female heads of the family.
Although Mu Yuxi was also very outstanding, Madam Mu didn't take her seriously at all.
In her view, Mu Yuxi was going to get married someday.
After getting married, no matter how capable she is, she can only be a housewife like her.
But after waiting for five minutes, Madam Mu still hadn't received a reply from Mu Weifeng.
She grew impatient and slammed her teacup down: "Weifeng, you're not still considering it, are you?"
"I'm not considering it." Mu Weifeng put down his pen after writing the last word before speaking calmly, "I disagree."
"You disagree?" Madam Mu was slightly taken aback, then her face darkened. "You went to compete for the heirship just to get medical treatment at the Meng family? Why don't you agree?"
Mu Weifeng coughed a few more times and smiled: "A person can die, but cannot lose their pride. Fifth Aunt, you may be shameless, but that doesn't mean others are like you."
One sentence made Madam Mu's face turn ashen instantly.
Her chest heaved heavily, and she sneered, "When a person is about to die, what's the point of having pride? Fine, you don't agree, then I'll see if you can hold out until the end of the assessment."
Madam Mu didn't want to stay a second longer and got up to leave.
She had only taken one step when Mu Weifeng called her back.
Madam Mu stopped, but didn't turn around: "What, have you thought it through?"
“My fifth aunt has already used this tea set, so I won’t use it.” Mu Weifeng changed to a sheet of Xuan paper and said gently, “Please take it with you, fifth aunt.”
Madam Mu turned around abruptly, quite angry.
She went back, picked up the tea set from the stone table, and left in a hurry.
**
ISC Training Camp.
After lunch.
Teng Yunmeng lay on the sofa, burping contentedly.
A few seconds later, she suddenly sprang up and said very seriously, "I've been thinking about it, Zijing, you were too impulsive just now. Xiuyan is the eldest daughter of the Xiu family. You know the Xiu family, right?"
"I know." Ying Zijing was looking at her phone. "A big family in the capital."
“Yes,” Teng Yunmeng sighed, “She’s obviously the kind of young lady who has hundreds of servants at home. We can’t compare to her.”
Ying Zijing didn't look up, seemingly lost in thought: "Even a wealthy family like the Xiu family would send their daughter to the entertainment industry?"
"I don't know about that, but Xiu Yan is so favored, the Xiu family would agree to whatever she wants, right?" Teng Yun thought for a moment and shrugged. "I suppose Xiu Yan is just playing around. If she can't make it in the entertainment industry, she can go back and inherit billions of dollars. She's a winner in life."
Ying Zijin replied calmly, "Not necessarily."
Teng Yunmeng didn't understand what "maybe" meant. She was very optimistic: "We just need to have less contact with her. Anyway, her fans are pretty crazy. Luckily, her fans weren't here just now, otherwise we would have been torn apart by them."
"With Xiu Yan here, everyone's here." Teng Yunmeng stretched. "We'll start training tomorrow. Zi Jin, shall I take you out for a walk this afternoon?"
Ying Zijing turned off her phone: "I have something to do this afternoon, but I can go out tonight."
"What's up?"
"To meet someone."
Teng Yunmeng scratched her head.
She always felt that the visual center of their group was quite mysterious.
**
At two o'clock, Mu Heqing was already sitting in a teahouse in the center of the capital city.
There was little war in the latter half of the 20th century. Mu Heqing had been retired for a long time, and now only a few people, apart from the older generation he knew and the high-ranking members of large families, had seen his true face.
So he didn't ask for a private room and just sat outside to wait.
The other guests also noticed this sprightly and imposing old man, but they only glanced at him and didn't pay much attention to him.
Mu Cheng, standing to the side, glanced at his watch and said, "Master, you've arrived too early. Miss Ying said she won't be here until three o'clock."
"It's nothing." Mu Heqing didn't mind, and poured himself a cup of tea. "Drinking more tea is good too."
Mu Cheng sighed.
He thought it was because Miss Ying had come to the capital that Mu Heqing was so happy he was dizzy.
However, Mu Heqing didn't have to wait long. Fifteen minutes later, a car stopped outside the teahouse.
Mu Cheng quickly got up and went out to greet him.
A minute later, he returned, followed by two people.
"You're here, have a seat." Mu Heqing glanced at Fu Yunshen, seemingly very unhappy. "I even told Xiao Ying back then that if she came to the capital, she should never bring you along."
"I wasn't brought along." Fu Yunshen pulled out a chair and let the girl sit down first before he sat down himself. "I just happened to have some business to attend to, so I stopped by to check on things."
"Alright." Mu Heqing snorted slightly. "There have always been plenty of problems before, but I've never seen you come in person."
Fu Yunshen paused, raising an eyebrow: "Old Mu, aren't you afraid of dying young?"
Hearing this, Mu Heqing remained quite calm this time: "It's alright, you have another skill, you can bring the dead back to life."
Mu Cheng: "..."
He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat.
Besides Miss Ying, he had met another person who dared to speak to Mu Heqing like that.
Mu Cheng was actually a little unclear about how Mu Heqing and Fu Yunshen became friends, and even less clear about what Fu Yunshen did in the capital.
However, he's just a secretary, so there's no need to ask him some questions.
"I understand." Fu Yunshen rested his arm on the back of the chair, tilted his head slightly, and smiled. "You mean that decades later, after you pass away, I'll go to your grave to say a few words, and you can even come out of the coffin?"
Mu Heqing's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the tea on his face.
He rolled his eyes at Fu Yunshen and looked at the girl: "Xiao Ying, I also want to talk to you about something. Originally, if you hadn't come to the capital, I was going to Shanghai."
Ying Zijing propped her head up and looked at the several large boxes of snacks placed next to the table.
She nodded: "Mr. Mu, please speak."
Mu Heqing pretended not to see it, assuming that his importance was still higher than that of the snacks.
He said, "You know, although you cured me, I am still getting old and I can no longer do many things."
“You’re not lacking in strength.” Fu Yunshen rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his forearm, and began to brew tea with his bare hands. “You just want to go out and have some fun by yourself.”
"You brat!" Mu Heqing was furious. "Let me tell you, with your sharp tongue, you'll never find a wife and will be a bachelor for life!"
No wonder.
He even introduced this brat to a potential girlfriend on New Year's Day at the beginning of the year.
There were six people in total, all of whom were socialites from the capital city.
But after meeting each one, there was no further follow-up.
He even foolishly told Mu Cheng to ask someone else.
Looking back now, it was pointless to ask.
Fu Yunshen's eyelashes fluttered as he put 4 grams of tea leaves into the teapot, his expression nonchalant: "Coincidentally, just what I wanted."
"Fine, I'll remember that." Mu Heqing laughed in exasperation. "If you ever get married, I'll tell everyone this, and I guarantee you won't be able to find a wife."
As he spoke, he took a document from Mu Cheng and pushed it in front of the girl: "The Mu family is choosing an heir, and this is the assessment I have set."
"The first round of assessments is at the end of September. I'd like to ask you, Xiao Ying, to help me decide who is more suitable."
"This?" Ying Zijing paused for a moment. "I'm sorry, Elder Mu, I don't intend to interfere in the Mu family's affairs, so I may have to refuse you."
Upon hearing this, Mu Heqing was not angry, but regretful: "To be honest, if you were my Mu family's daughter, why would I bother preparing for the assessment? I would just pass the Mu family down to you."
This was within his expectations.
He had known Ying Zijin for so long and knew that she was always too lazy to even care about her own affairs.
On the contrary, she is always willing to help those around her.
She will treat those who are good to her even better.
"Yaoyao, don't believe it." Fu Yunshen raised his peach blossom eyes and said with a smile, "Old Mu also said this to me. Look how much he hates me now. He wants to tear me to pieces."
Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow: "Like this?"
"You brat, will you die if you don't expose me?" Mu Heqing held back, but still didn't kick him. "At least Xiao Ying won't make me angry. Look at you, can't you be a decent human being all day long?"
He slammed his hand on the table: "Alright, come with me, I have something to say to you."
Fu Yunshen wiped his hands and handed the brewed tea to the girl: "Yaoyao, Elder Mu and I are going inside. You rest here for now."
Ying Zijing took the cup and nodded: "Okay, you two chat."
Mu Cheng knew that Mu Heqing had something more important to say to Fu Yunshen, so he didn't follow.
He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Miss Ying, are you dissatisfied with Young Master Chen Zhou?"
(End of this chapter)
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