"Aunt Yun, Dad is gone, what are your plans?" Mu Wanchun suddenly opened her mouth to look at Aunt Yun after being silent for a long time.

Aunt Yun was stopped by Mu Wanchun's question, and was stunned for a long time before she sighed and said, "I don't know, let's deal with your father's funeral first, and then make plans." It's you, what are your plans for the future? Are you and Xia Mohan separated like this? I read the report that you have a child, but Xia Mohan denies that the child is his. I only believe what my eyes and my heart see, I don't believe the reports. But I want you to tell me personally: Who is this child? In the future, do you really want to live alone with the child?"

Mu Wanchun heard Aunt Yun question herself like this, but there was a trace of indescribable complexity in her heart: she didn't understand why at this time, Aunt Yun, who had always been gentle and tolerant, was so obsessed with her child's biological father in this matter.

Mu Wanchun nodded lightly and said indifferently, "Aunt Yun, the child is indeed his." Those reports on the Internet are also true, and he does, deny the child. So, this child, I am alone. Born, he is a descendant of our Mu family, and he has nothing to do with others. ”

Put your hand on your abdomen, it is flat and smooth, but there is a fresh life there. Even for the sake of this little life, for the sake of her dead father, Mu Wanchun decided to live well and live brightly, so that those with bad intentions can see that she Mu Wanchun is by no means a weak and easy little girl, nor is she a vine that can only survive by relying on her father's industry and her husband's brilliance.

Aunt Yun smiled and shook her head gently: "Late spring, you are still young, you can still have many choices." Listen to me, arrange your father's funeral, and you leave here, there are too many sad things here, and there are some people you don't want to see. Get out of here so you can live better. Here, there are some people and some things, like a bottomless abyss, it will pull you down, it will devour you, it will destroy you. So, even if Aunt Yun begs you, even if it's to fulfill your father's last wish: get out of here, kid! But you must remember that this child's father is Xia Mohan. Anytime, no matter who asks you, you have to answer like this, and you must remember......"

Mu Wanchun was a little surprised to hear Aunt Yun mention this matter twice today, but she still smiled and said, "Thank you, Aunt Yun, I will remember your kindness, and remember your care and warmth for me since I was a child......

Mu Wanchun said a few more words with Aunt Yun, kowtowed a few more times to her father's spiritual position, and left the hall to discuss the details of her father's funeral with Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu is a steady person, he has already thought about these things and straightened them out, just waiting to report to Mu Wanchun. He explained to Mu Wanchun in detail, and Mu Wanchun nodded in praise. With Uncle Liu here, she can save a lot of worry.

Mu Wanchun bowed deeply to Uncle Liu, thanking him for his dedication to the Mu family over the years and his inseparability today.

Uncle Liu hurriedly helped Mu Wanchun up, and said ashamedly: "If it wasn't for the master who took me in at the beginning, I don't know what I would have been." In Mu's house, it's like my own home. The Mu family did not treat me as a subordinate, as long as my life is still there, as long as the Mu family is willing to take me in, I will stay in the Mu family for a lifetime and watch the door for a lifetime. ”

Mu Wanchun's heart trembled, in addition to her father, there are so many people who cherish her in this world, she has lost her love and loved ones, but she also feels more emotions.

"Uncle Liu, Gajia, are you still not going to come back?" Mu Wanchun looked at Uncle Liu's face, which was no longer young, and asked.

"Hey—the child is older, she can't take care of it, her own life, she can toss as much as she wants!" Uncle Liu said weakly, "On the day when the master was away, I called her and didn't get through, but then I figured it out: we have a time difference with her, and she must be sleeping! I sent a message to tell her that the master was gone, and asked her if she could come back and attend the master's funeral." After all, she has lived in the Mu family for more than ten years, and the lord and lady are so good to her......"

"Na Jiajia, what did she say?" Mu Wanchun asked, she had not seen Liu Jiajia for many years, and her appearance had always been sealed in Mu Wanchun's mind, gentle and sweet, quiet and lovely, and versatile. I really don't know if I can still recognize her after all these years?

"Hey," Uncle Liu sighed repeatedly, "Gaga said that she is now in a critical period of her career, and she can't get out for a while." She asked me to tell you to mourn and ask you to take good care of your body and not be overly sad. She also said that sooner or later, she will come back to thank you for all these years and the Mu family for treating our father and daughter kindly. ”

Mu Wanchun smiled, Liu Jiajia is a few months younger than herself, but she is a good person, but she is steady and old, but she is like her sister.

Mu Wanchun told Uncle Liu to take a rest and not to get tired, in the next few days, many things of the Mu family will depend on Uncle Liu to preside.

Bidding farewell to Uncle Liu, Mu Wanchun once again thought of the cause of his father's death and the reports on the Internet.

The news of Mu Rufeng's death is still the fanciful reports that circulated on the Internet after he committed suicide by jumping off a building in the hospital. And Mu has not issued his official obituary for a long time.

So, all kinds of speculation on the Internet are getting more and more dramatic, and the number of versions has been added.

On the mobile phone, constantly scribbling the reports on the Internet, Mu Wanchun's head is becoming clearer and clearer: the huge Mu family has never lacked talents, and there is no shortage of public relations departments for external public relations. At the top, there are so many top managers and major shareholders who are used to seeing storms.

But now that I think about it, since the news of Mu Wanchun and Xia Mohan's divorce was spread on the Internet, Mu's public relations has been in a chaotic and unmanaged state, with no strong refutation and clarification, nor any counterattack. It seems that someone with a heart did it on purpose, and he wanted to mix the water and mold the fish. In other words, those who muddy the waters just don't want anyone to come forward and make clarifications and refutations. What's more, those who want to reap the benefits may be the ones who lay out.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanchun sorted out a clear vein in his head.

All things, all doubts and troubles, seem to be clear. What is needed now is to collect evidence in this direction, find out those who have evil intentions one by one, and give justice to yourself and your father.

Farewell Uncle Liu, on the way back to sleep, passing by Chu Huaijin's guest room, Mu Wanchun knocked on the door, wanting to chat with her best friend.

Chu Huaijin, who seemed to be asleep, heard the knock on the door and quickly jumped down to open the door.

After seeing Mu Wanchun, Chu Huaijin was a little surprised: Mu Wanchun outside the door was different from what she saw in Xia Mohan's annex today, and Mu Wanchun who saw her father's spiritual position after returning to Mu's house.

After Mu Wanchun came in, she didn't detour at all, and directly expressed her suspicions about her father's death, which surprised Chu Huaijin.

Chu Huaijin didn't expect that Mu Wanchun at this time could analyze so thoroughly. In fact, Chu Huaijin also had some ideas in his heart, but he only thought about it, and there was no tangible basis and evidence. In addition, although Chu Huaijin is used to seeing the insidious in the business circle, what she sees and hears is only using and dumping each other, and at present, she has not really come into contact with the business of mutilating her life for the sake of profit.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Chu Huaijin sat on the bed, although he was wearing a coat, he still felt cold all over his body, from the depths of his heart to his bone marrow.

"Dad wants me to leave, but," Mu Wanchun said and unfolded the blood letter that his father left for him, "I, Mu Wanchun, am not a person who is bullied and has no bottom line. If Dad had been around, our family would have left here without any nostalgia, or even nothing. But now, they are deceiving people too much, so don't blame me for being unkind - I swear to the sky in the late spring that I will not find out the real culprit behind the scenes, and if I don't take revenge, I will not be a man!"

Chu Huaijin clapped his hands, happy for his friend to recover his fighting spirit and regain his demeanor.

"But in late spring, they are in the dark and we are in the light, and they have been planning for a long time, and there may be a lot of people involved, or some people with heads and faces, some people may still have some relationship with you, how are you going to deal with it?" Chu Huaijin was a little worried about Mu Wanchun, it seemed very risky to do so.

"This matter really has to be considered in the long run, and there is no urgency. Besides, I need a helper......" Mu Wanchun said as she walked towards her best friend and whispered in her ear.

"What? It's too dangerous to do this, isn't it?" Chu Huaijin listened to it and felt that Mu Wanchun's suggestion was really incredible.

"There's no way, I'm pretty much nothing right now. I have little choice but to make a dangerous move to win a small chance of victory. Unless......" Mu Wanchun couldn't go on.

"Unless there is a person you can fully trust, whose interests are tied together, who is rich and powerful, who can help you. That person, besides Xia Mohan, who else?" Chu Huaijin said.

Mu Wanchun looked at her best friend, pondered for a while, and laughed shallowly: "He, do you think it's possible?"

Chu Huaijin also smiled: "At this time and that time, who can say for sure what is going on in the world?"

Mu Wanchun and his friends looked at each other and smiled.

A bold plan, just between the two best friends talking and laughing, was confirmed.

Then, Mu Wanchun posted an obituary on Weibo in his own name, in which it was written that Mu Rufeng would hold a funeral at the XX Cemetery in S City the day after tomorrow, hoping that Mu Rufeng's old friends could attend the funeral and send him the last journey of his life.

In addition, Mu Wanchun also added a few words under the obituary: "My father is my irreplaceable relative and reliance in this world. However, someone couldn't tolerate his existence and let him leave. I, Mu Wanchun, swear to the sky: I Mu Wanchun will spend my whole life and find out the causes and consequences of my father's death, and I will inherit his legacy, enter the Mu clan, and reproduce the glory of the Mu clan!"

Sending this message, Mu Wanchun felt that the strength of her whole body was drained. She knew that from now on, she would have to face a life of eternal rest, and dangers that could not be foreseen at any time and place. But, even so, she had to go on. In a person's life, he always has to do something that he feels crazy, not for profit, not about the future, but for the sake of being worthy of his heart and having no regrets in his life!