"Impossible! This can't be!" Wu Xuan shook his head frantically, Mu Zhen actually gave all the property in his name and this company to Mu Heng, how is this possible!?

So what should she do? At the beginning, she accompanied him step by step, so that there was the situation that Mu is in today.

Why did he quietly give away the fruits of the labor of the two of them!?

Wu Xuan was unwilling, but she suddenly felt that she was powerless......

"Can you ...... Let me finish the funeral of their father and son with peace of mind. Wu Xuan asked in a trembling voice.

"Tomorrow, just give you one day, and then move out of the house. Mu Heng said coldly.

Wu Xuan's eyes were hazy with tears, crumbling, and when she got out of Mu's building, she finally couldn't help but cry, and it was really a tiger for trouble.

She should have investigated to the end in the first place, and killed Mu Heng, a little bastard, and her forgiving heart for a while was really harmful to others and herself......

Mu Heng looked through the blinds at Wu Xuan, who was swaying and walking erratically downstairs.

When she abused herself, she seemed to have inexhaustible strength, but now she can't bear this little blow.

Mu Heng rolled up his sleeves slightly, and a whip mark inside leaked out.

Mu Heng stroked it gently, these scars were engraved with his past stories and experiences, and he would never forget the uneasiness he felt when he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

This feeling enveloped him throughout his childhood, often by his side......

After Wu Xuan went back, he was nervously preparing for the funerals of Mu Zhen and Mu Qingyun.

She seems to have shed all the tears of her life these days, but she still can't help but have a sour nose when she sees their portraits.

The next day, the people who came to the funeral were all sad, and when they saw Wu Xuan, they were all gently fluttering, which was nothing more than to make her mourn.

Wu Xuan was confused, as if he couldn't hear anything, just nodded.

Mu Heng also came back, but he had another purpose for this trip.

The veterans of the company were too difficult to deal with, and he was too lazy to follow them all the time, so he wanted to take this opportunity to directly make the property transfer and share transfer documents he had prepared public.

Announce that he is the next master of the Mu family.

Wu Xuan didn't get angry when he saw Mu Heng walk in, and immediately glared at him fiercely, "What are you doing here!?"

Mu Heng shrugged, "Of course I'm here to attend the funeral, after all, I'm with Mu Zhen's father and son." ”

"Just by the way...... I have to announce the new owner of the Mu clan again. Mu Heng made a sad expression to Wu Xuan, and then turned around and plunged into the crowd.

After the funeral began, a woman suddenly appeared not far from the crowd, and a black dress outlined her hot figure well.

The wavy curls just fell to her shoulders, and a pair of black high heels just wrapped her entire jade foot.

The delicate little face was already covered with tears.

"Miss Gu, why are you standing here?"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd saw her and greeted her.

Standing behind the crowd, a look of haste suddenly appeared on her face, and then she turned around and fled in embarrassment.

The people at the funeral didn't pay much attention to this little episode just now, they simply thought that Gu Qing was afraid that Chu Baihan would misunderstand, so he didn't come in generously.

The woman was like a princess in distress, bending down a few points with every step she took, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Her steps slowed and her figure began to stagger.

"Didi...... Drip ......"

Suddenly, a pitch-black Maybach stopped behind her and honked.

She thought she was in the way of others, and moved to the side with difficulty.

But the car behind him didn't seem to have any intention of moving forward, and it was still honking there.

She looked back impatiently, and wanted to ask the owner if she had found fault, but after seeing the people in the car, she immediately wilted like a frosted eggplant.

Wei Zifan lowered the window and looked at Fan Yao very seriously.

"Didn't I tell you you not to walk around for a week, you might as well come straight to the funeral. ”

Fan Yao opened the car door directly and sat in, "I just want to see him off." ”

Wei Zifan started the car, and the two walked towards his residence.

"You told me before that it was Mu Heng who hurt you. ”

The pain from her ribs made Fan Yao straighten her waist, but the pain still couldn't be relieved, so she simply lowered the seat and formed a semi-lying position.

"Yes, he killed Mu Qingyun and killed me......"

Fan Yao slowly closed her eyes, seemingly without the slightest wave, but in fact, her chest was rising and falling violently.

"Then have you ever thought about how dangerous it is for you to appear this time?" Wei Zifan questioned her.

"He probably found you just now, what are you going to do then?"

Fan Yao opened her eyes and looked at Wei Zifan weakly, "Professor Wei, I'm about to die of pain, can you stop talking about me?"

Wei Zifan sighed and glanced at Fan Yao, "You deserve it, you asked for it." ”

Although he said this, he still drove the car a little faster, "You can bear with it for a while, and you will be home soon." ”

Fan Yao nodded weakly, and then fell asleep.

After arriving at the place, Wei Zifan directly carried Fan Yao into his own private operating room and put him on the operating table.

Fan Yao frowned in pain, feeling as if there were countless small insects gnawing around the wound.

Mu Qingyun ...... Wait...... Wait for me ......"

Wei Zifan saw that Fan Yao kept muttering, he couldn't hear it clearly, so he leaned his ear closer, and sighed heavily when he heard her call Mu Qingyun's name.

"Hey~ What a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks!"

Wei Zifan was ready to anesthetize and stitch up the wound to use something.

He slowly lifted Fan Yao's clothes, and the wound that had been wrapped before had already been stained red with blood.

Wei Zifan carefully lifted the gauze and injected Fan Yao with anesthesia.

Fan Yao felt as if she had fallen from one long and beautiful dream into another in an instant.

The dream was pitch black, and strangely enough, she could see clearly.

She saw Mu Qingyun's face disappearing from time to time, she saw them both falling off the cliff, and Mu Qingyun gently protected her in his arms......

The sound of Mu Qingyun's bones breaking came into her ears, piercing her eardrums, she slowly raised her head, and saw the blood gushing out of Mu Qingyun's mouth.

She was extremely frightened, and buried her head and hugged the person below her tightly, but suddenly Mu Qingyun's face became hideous, and then she turned into Mu Heng's appearance in an instant.

Fan Yao retreated in fright, but blood kept pouring out of the mouths of the people below, and the blood followed her closely as if they had eyes......

Her hands and feet suddenly became stiff, and she couldn't even move, and Fan Yao watched the blood flood the soles of her feet, and she was about to crawl towards her knees......