Chapter 296 Life story revealed! 【3 more】
The sound came from far away and startled Fu Mingcheng so much that he almost fell down.
He looked up suddenly and saw an old man in a black Tang suit walking slowly towards him with steady and powerful steps.
Fu Mingcheng didn't know Mu Heqing.
With his status, he couldn't get in touch with the Mu family at all.
After all, the Fu family, in the imperial capital, is a family on the same level as the Su family.
It’s too far away from the top circle of the Mu family.
But this did not prevent Fu Mingcheng from guessing the identity of the old man in Tang suit. He immediately clenched the documents in his hand and asked tentatively: "Excuse me, old sir, you are..."
Mu Heqing glanced at him and said nothing.
On the side, Mu Cheng stepped forward and said coldly: "The master's surname is Mu."
When they heard this surname, the faces of all the Fu family members in the mourning hall changed.
The Mu family and Mu Heqing are well-known.
Such a person would actually rush over from the imperial capital so quickly to pay tribute to Mr. Fu.
No one from the other three wealthy families has arrived yet.
Fu Mingcheng was immediately shocked and broke out in a cold sweat: "It turns out that it is Boss Mu who has come to visit. It is an honor for the Fu family. We are really sorry for not welcoming you in person."
"You don't need to greet me." Mu Heqing said calmly, "Kneel down first, for three days and three nights, and then talk nonsense."
Fu Mingcheng was stunned: "Mr. Mu, you..."
Mu Heqing ignored him and turned around: "Mu Cheng."
"Yes, Master." Mu Cheng nodded, stepped forward, and pressed directly on Fu Mingcheng's shoulders, forcing him to kneel down in front of Master Fu's coffin.
Mu Cheng is not a traditional Chinese martial artist, but he is also a martial artist, so he is naturally no match for Fu Mingcheng.
With a "bang", Fu Mingcheng knelt on the ground, his eyes facing the black-and-white photo of Grandpa Fu in the mourning hall. His heart skipped a beat and he was a little afraid to look directly at it.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Mu, what do you mean?"
Mu Heqing lit three incense sticks before turning around and said, "I can't stand Yichang's descendants being so unfilial and aggressive."
His eyes swept over Fu Yichen, Madam Fu, Mr. Fu Sanye and others one by one, as sharp as a knife.
Fu Yicai was a real lazy person. He could not bear such gaze. His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
"Yun Shen, don't move yet." Mu Heqing slowly walked behind Fu Yun Shen, put a hand on his shoulder, and whispered, "Wait until your grandfather is completely stable before you do anything. Otherwise, it won't be good. I'll move for you."
It’s not even a day yet, let alone the seventh day.
The older generation also attaches great importance to wakes and funerals, which must not be disrupted so as not to disturb the deceased.
Mu Heqing was even very clear that the most important thing for Fu Yunshen right now was to send Old Master Fu away peacefully.
He would not let his hands be stained with blood again in front of Mr. Fu's coffin.
But then—
Mu Heqing shook his head.
Now that Mr. Fu is gone, who can suppress this kid?
He concealed his edge and was willing to stay in Shanghai because his closest people were there.
Fu Yunshen said nothing, knelt down again, and looked at the coffin quietly.
"Mr. Mu." Fu Mingcheng was controlled by Mu Cheng, and his expression was ugly. "This is the Fu family's family affair. Even if you are my father's former boss, you are not qualified to interfere, right?"
"Oh? How can this be called interfering?" Before Mu Heqing could say anything, another voice came from outside, "This is an elder teaching a younger generation. He, Mu Heqing, is a founding father. Not to mention you, he can even point his finger at me and scold me. Why, you are not qualified to do so?"
It was still an old man, also wearing black clothes.
Mu Heqing was surprised: "Yun Jian, why are you here too?"
The Nie family really has nothing to do with the Fu family.
"Condolences." Old Master Nie said nothing, but stepped forward to burn incense, "Let me see you teach someone a lesson."
Mu Heqing: "..."
At this moment, no one in the mourning hall dared to speak, not even to breathe.
Nie Yunjian!
Although this name is not as famous as Mu Heqing, since you are in the circle of wealthy people, you must know it.
The leaders of the two top families in the imperial capital actually gathered in Shanghai today.
Fu Mingcheng didn't dare to speak anymore. He knelt there unwillingly, enduring the humiliation.
As time passed, more and more guests came to the funeral home to pay their respects.
The Zhong family had the most people coming, followed by the Jiang family. The Ying family only sent a company director, after all, the Ying family had no relationship with the Fu family.
Zhong Manhua was not familiar with Mr. Fu, so naturally she would not go to the funeral hall to pay her respects. However, she did sigh, "You said that when this person gets old, there are many accidents. He left without saying anything. It's really unpredictable."
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and said, "Mom, in fact, Mr. Fu's departure is actually beneficial to our family."
"Beneficial?" Zhong Manhua was stunned. "How do you mean?"
"Didn't you say it? It's because of Master Fu Qi that my sister can leave home willfully." Ying Yuexuan analyzed rationally, "But now that Master Fu is gone, Master Fu Qi's status has plummeted."
"He can barely protect himself in the Fu family, how can he have the energy to take care of his sister?"
Zhong Manhua quickly responded: "Yes, in this case, your sister will have no choice but to come home."
Without Fu Yunshen's support, can Ying Zijin still be so willful?
"The funeral will be in five days." Zhong Manhua thought for a moment, "Then I'll go and bring your sister back."
Ying Yuexuan nodded: "Mom, I'll go with you."
**
The funeral is scheduled for November 9th.
A lot of people came this time, and the four major families gathered together.
Mu Heqing and Mr. Nie had to leave after attending the funeral because they had things to do in the imperial capital.
After burying Mr. Fu in the cemetery, Fu Mingcheng finally relaxed completely.
He turned around, gave Fu Yunshen a cold look, and said, "It just so happens that everyone is here, so I have something to announce as well."
Hearing these words, the guests who were about to leave were stunned, turned around, and couldn't help feeling confused.
As soon as Mr. Fu left, the position of the head of the Fu family naturally fell on Fu Mingcheng.
Could it be that the Fu family is going to make another big move?
Mu Heqing and Mr. Nie have already left, and no one is interfering in the affairs of the Fu family anymore.
Now, Fu Mingcheng finally spoke out the phone call that had been in his heart for more than 20 years.
He just felt refreshed and had never felt so relaxed before.
"Fu Yunshen is not my wife's or my son's. He is not a member of the Fu family and has no right to inherit any of the Fu family's assets." Fu Mingcheng said coldly, "Please all of you be my witnesses. I will drive Fu Yunshen out of the Fu family now. He will have nothing to do with the Fu family in the future!"
These powerful words, like a thunderclap, exploded among the crowd.
Everyone was shocked.
Fu Yunshen is not Fu Mingcheng's son? !
Could he be someone's illegitimate child?
Illegitimate children have no status in wealthy families.
"Dad, you're crazy!" Fu Yihan was shocked, "How come Yunshen is not a member of our Fu family? He is clearly——"
"Shut up!" Fu Mingcheng shouted, "If I say he is not, then he is not."
Jiang Moyuan's eyes became a little deeper.
He originally thought that Fu Yunshen just lost a backer.
As it turns out, Fu Yunshen is not even a member of the Fu family and has no right to compete with him.
He turned his gaze and landed on the girl in the distance, his brows slightly furrowed.
Now is not a suitable time as the funeral has just ended, but there will be plenty of time later.
Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips, turned and left.
When Ying Zijin heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly. She raised her hand and grabbed Fu Yunshen's shoulder: "You——"
"Yaoyao, it's okay." Fu Yunshen tilted his head slightly. He leaned over and gently rubbed her head as usual, his lips slightly curved. "Leave me alone, it will be fine in a while."
He will always be like this.
No matter how much pain or hurt I feel, I won't show it.
He is always dressed elegantly and never looks embarrassed.
Ying Zijin loosened his hand and frowned.
She also knew that he needed quiet time, so she stepped aside.
But Fu Mingcheng's words made the guests look at Fu Yunshen with strange eyes, especially those who had once flattered him.
"I thought it was the real prince, but it turned out to be a fake raccoon cat."
"You are not a member of the Fu family, but you still want to inherit the Fu family. This is really wishful thinking."
Ying Zijin clenched his hands and his eyes gradually turned cold.
Nie Yi didn't know when he stood beside her.
He was still wearing the same black suit he had worn at the funeral, and he spoke slowly with a solemn expression.
"Twenty years ago, a group of people came to the Fu family with great force. Until now, no one knows where they came from or why."
Ying Zijin listened.
Nie Yi continued, "Yun Shen's grandmother died at the hands of that group of people in order to protect him."
"Mr. Fu was also poisoned by those people and has been ill for twenty years."
"He was only two years old at the time. He was hidden in the attic of the Fu family and watched his mother being murdered by those people."
(End of this chapter)
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