Chapter 295: Completely Unaware of Fu Yunshen’s Strength [2 more]
At the same time, the Nie family.
Mr. Nie was reading a newspaper on the sofa. When he heard the door open, he looked up.
This was unexpected.
Nie Yi was wearing a black suit, his figure was as straight as a jade tree and as tall as the wind.
"Hey?" Old Master Nie pushed his reading glasses, "Unfilial son, why are you back?"
Ever since Nie Yi joined the Yi Team, he also left the Nie family.
Even Mr. Nie might not be seen once in eight hundred years.
"Yun Shen's grandfather passed away." Nie Yi frowned, having long been accustomed to this address. "I came back to pack my things and go to Shanghai."
Mr. Fu recovered from his illness suddenly, and passed away suddenly as well.
Nie Yi nodded slightly, packed up his things as quickly as possible, and was about to push the door.
"Wait!" Mr. Nie stood up, his expression serious, "I'll go with you."
In fact, Mr. Nie has never had any contact with the Fu family, and he doesn't know Mr. Fu.
But because of Nie Yi, he knew Fu Yunshen.
Fu Yunshen and Nie Yi are brothers, and as Nie Yi's grandfather, he can't just sit back and do nothing.
Nie Yi paused and said, "Okay."
This time, the city of Shanghai was in real chaos.
**
The funeral was handled quickly as the Fu family had a lot of manpower.
In the afternoon, Mr. Fu was sent to the mourning hall.
The Fu family has a special mourning hall. In the past, when an elder passed away, the younger generations would keep vigil here for five days.
The coffin was prepared more than three years ago and is made of the finest rosewood.
Except for a few households that had been separated long ago, everyone in the Fu family rushed back, but basically no one felt anything.
"Brother, where is the will?" Mr. Fu San took a look at the huge coffin and quietly walked to Fu Mingcheng's side. "Who did Dad give Yuxiangfang to?"
In fact, he just asked this question. He just wanted to get more shares and real estate. Yuxiangfang would not fall into his hands no matter what.
Fu Mingcheng's face darkened. He didn't say anything, but just looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.
Master Fu San followed his gaze and his expression changed: "Did you really give it to this kid?"
Take Yuxiangfang, is Fu Yunshen worthy of it?
"I've been kneeling for six hours." Fu Yichen snorted, "Grandpa is gone, who are you showing this to?"
Although one has to keep vigil, there are not as many rules as before and one does not have to kneel.
But after Fu Yunshen sent Mr. Fu into the mourning hall, he has been kneeling here until now.
Fu Yihan's voice turned cold: "Fu Yichen."
Fu Yichen shrank his neck and stopped talking immediately.
He was not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but what he was most afraid of was his elder brother.
Fu Yihan walked over and squatted beside Fu Yunshen.
He pulled out an envelope from his arms, moved his lips, and then spoke: "Yun Shen, Grandpa... Grandpa wrote you a letter."
Fu Mingcheng found this letter in a locked drawer. When he saw that it was addressed to Fu Yunshen, he planned to tear it up, but was stopped by Fu Yihan.
After hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyes.
The wind blew open his black collar, but he didn't seem to feel any cold, as if his body was completely numb.
His handsome face was paler than ever before, and his peach blossom eyes, which were always charming and smiling, were now as still and silent as a cold pond, without even the slightest ripple.
Fu Yihan couldn't help but be shocked and felt a chill in his heart.
He had never seen such emotion in Fu Yunshen.
In my impression, his younger brother is always smiling. Even if a knife cuts him, he can still smile.
For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt that the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul.
Fu Yunshen didn't say anything. He just knelt in front of the coffin, raised his slender fingers, and slowly opened the letter.
Fu Yihan quickly stood up and dodged.
Mr. Fu probably didn't want anyone else to see the letter he wrote specifically to Fu Yunshen.
Fu Yunshen lowered his head.
Mr. Fu's handwriting is very neat and tidy, just like his military style.
He reads very slowly.
Xiaoqi, when you see this letter, grandpa will have already gone to find your grandma and mom.
Don't be sad, birth, aging, sickness and death are common things in the world.
Grandpa is very happy that he can live to this age.
As early as ten years ago, my old comrades passed away one by one, and I was prepared for a day like today.
Grandpa has traveled all over the world and killed many people in his life. He has nothing to regret, but he is most worried about you.
Actually, grandpa knows that you are very capable. Grandpa is useless and cannot give you the best. It is really great that you can walk step by step from being unarmed to where you are today.
You have enough capital to protect yourself, even the Fu family cannot compare to you, but Yuxiangfang is originally yours, so don't refuse.
You have a knot in your heart and it's difficult for you to open up, but grandpa can see that you now have another spiritual support, so grandpa is relieved.
Xiaoqi, you will always be grandpa’s pride. Grandpa is proud of you.
For grandpa, death is the beginning of another grand adventure. You must remember that grandpa is always watching you from heaven.
Fu Yichang's last work.
Written on 2020.11.2
Fu Yunshen read the letter for a full half hour.
He didn't cry, and even his expression didn't change. He still knelt quietly in front of the coffin with a silent look in his eyes.
It took a long time before Fu Yunshen took any action.
His eyelashes drooped and his lips moved silently.
Of course he could hide it from many people.
But how could Mr. Fu, who was his closest person, hide it?
Mr. Fu didn't say anything and pretended to be confused, because he also knew that if these things were exposed, the group of people from twenty years ago would come back again.
Mr. Fu was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle that group of people, so he tried his best to protect him.
So now, his only relative in this world is gone.
There is nothing left.
Ying Zijin also half squatted down. She never knew how to comfort people.
She just raised her hand and placed it on his shoulder.
Fu Yunshen moved his shoulders and turned his head slightly: "Yaoyao, I'm fine."
After a pause, he seemed to be talking to her, or to be convincing himself, and repeated it again, smiling: "I'm fine."
But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his face became even paler.
Ying Zijin fell silent.
Mr. Fu asked her not to tell Fu Yunshen, and he also didn't want Fu Yunshen to see him leave.
It is so cruel to watch the people closest to you die step by step.
She stood up again and walked out.
Mr. Fu told her to watch Fu Yunshen eat. This was not what Mr. Fu wanted to see.
Fu Mingcheng walked forward, lit three incense sticks towards the mourning hall, bowed, and then his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen again.
Without any hesitation, he walked over and stood in front of Mr. Fu's coffin, looking down at him.
"Fu Yunshen, your grandfather has passed away. He also wrote a will long ago, leaving Yuxiangfang to you, but you know that you don't have the ability to take over."
"If you don't want the Fu Group to fall in your hands, transfer Yuxiangfang to me now. No matter what, I promise that you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future. How about it?"
Fu Yunshen raised his head, his light amber pupils were cold and murderous: "Get out."
He had not touched Fu Mingcheng because Old Master Fu hoped that his descendants would live in harmony.
He followed Mr. Fu's wishes.
But Mr. Fu is gone now.
Fu Mingcheng felt a chill in his heart when he saw this look.
He sneered in his heart.
Fu Yunshen is just a playboy, how could he have any real strength?
What other background could there be?
Anyway, Mr. Fu was no longer around, so there was no need for him to maintain the facade of a loving father and a filial son, so he just fell out directly.
"That's right." Fu Yichen sneered, "How can you inherit Yuxiangfang if you don't know anything?"
Master Fu Sanye and his other brothers and sisters didn't say anything, but they meant the same thing.
Yuxiangfang can be given to anyone except Fu Yunshen.
"Dad, and you, Yichen." Fu Yihan's expression darkened, "That's enough."
Mr. Fu’s body is still here.
Even if Fu Yunshen is not his biological brother, is he so heartless?
"Yihan, don't make trouble." Mrs. Fu pulled Fu Yihan aside and shook her head, "Your father knows what's going on."
Fu Yihan's expression froze for a moment: "Mom, you know that Yuxiangfang is..."
"Yes, I know." Madam Fu sighed, "But this person is gone. If Yun Shen knew how to make perfumes, it would be fine to give him the Imperial Fragrance House."
"But he didn't inherit these two talents. Your father is doing this for the good of the Fu family."
Fu Yihan couldn't bear it any longer: "Stop talking, get out."
Fu Mingcheng was relentless and aggressive: "I have the documents, you just need to sign them."
Fu Yunshen finally took action and slowly stood up.
He raised his head and smiled.
"When the old man arrived, he saw such a big show." At this time, a faint voice fell outside the door, "Fu Mingcheng, what a great prestige."
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To those who are perfectly clear-headed, death is just another great adventure. -- Dumbledore in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
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