The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and sadness and desolation were everywhere.

Su Wanqing looked at Mr. Mu who was still immersed in sadness, and a deep meaning flashed in her eyes. After a long time, she said softly, "Mr., it will be cold if you don't eat!" It is difficult for a clean official to make up for family affairs. She should not mention some things!

He earned such a big family business!

Whatever he wants to deal with is his business.

Liu Xianrou scooped a small bowl of fish soup for the old man, put it in front of him, and said with a smile, "Dad, this is the fish soup that Wanqing stewed for you personally, but it's so fresh! Try it! If you don't move your chopsticks, everyone will go hungry."

"Ouch!" Wu Peng touched his shriveled belly, pouted, and said rudely, "I'm about to starve to death! Old man, don't be willful anymore, okay?"

"I wouldn't have come to the Mu family to play if I had known it!"

...

This old man looks smart, but he is actually so stupid!

This family is obviously in charge, and he will beat whoever he wants to beat and whoever he wants to scold! Why do you still pretend to be sad!

Mr. Mu slowly opened his eyes when he heard Wu Peng’s pouting complaint, and he was clear in his eyes. He picked up a chicken leg for Wu Peng, "Child, eat more food and grow tall!"

After saying that, he looked at Su Wanqing and Chu Haotian again, with a hint of tiredness in his old voice, "Haotian, Wanqing, I'm so embarrassed! The misfortune of the house makes you laugh!"

No matter how much family property he earns, his descendants are unfilial!

What's the use?

A wise light flashed in Chu Haotian's deep eyes, and he said calmly, "Mr. Mu, a rat shit ruined a pot of soup! If the family tradition is not good, you can't go far! Some foreign multinational companies hire professional managers, which is actually quite good!"

The old man glanced at Chu Haotian in depth, "Thank you!"

He should think about the development direction of the Mu family in ten years.

Wu Peng stretched out his claws, grabbed the chicken legs in the bowl and took a big bite. The fragrant and tender chicken slipped into his mouth, and his whole body became refreshed. "Wow! What kind of chicken legs are made? They are actually better than roasted chicken legs! Wow! This dish is so delicious!"

"real?"

The old man was skeptical and took a sip of fish soup, his eyes lit up in vain.

This fish soup is fresh but not thick, so it doesn't feel too good.

"Wanqing, I have lived for decades and have never drunk such delicious fish soup!"

After two bowls in a row, he still felt unsatisfied.

After a while, he personally took a bowl of soup and handed it to Mu Huaian next to him. He smiled and said, "Huai'an, you can drink some too!" This child has been timid since the incident, and he looks unhappy!

Mu Huaian changed his abnormal habit of not eating with the old man. He took the soup bowl and drank it with fear, and a gleam disappeared in his eyes.

"Good, delicious! So delicious!"

There must be something weird hidden in this fish soup, right?

--

On the other side.

Mu Yunian and Mu Xianlan hurriedly ran back to Mu Zhongtang, put their hands on their waists, and stood there, making them feel angry.

Mu Zhongtang frowned when they saw them empty-handed, and said unhappy, "Why are you...you...come back so soon! Where is the rice? What about the food?"

Useless things!

No bowl of rice was brought back!

What's the point of keeping them!

Mu Xianlan took a few deep breaths, waved her hand, and said with a panting, "Grandpa, the food is made by that bitch for the great-grandpa! She refused to give it to us a small mouthful! We have nothing to do!"

Mu Yunian came over and said, "We are rushing back and want to ask you something!"

Mu Zhongtang's face looked a little ugly. The seductive smell of the dish aroused the greed in his stomach. At this moment, his stomach kept rumbling, his expression was very disappointed, and his tone was not good, "What...what?"

Mu Yunian didn't care so much, and asked calmly, "Grandpa, why did my mother jump off the building and die? Why didn't my dad and the old man want to say it? Is there something hidden from us?"

"Grandpa, tell me quickly!"

This incident has been under his heart for more than 20 years, and he really can't stand it!

...

As soon as these words came out, Mu Zhongtang's eyebrows thumped, and the unbearable memories hidden deep in his memory surged out like a tide. He subconsciously clenched his fists and said with a trembling voice, "You... why do you think of asking this?"

If he hadn't heard this, he would have even forgotten that woman!

Mu Xianlan pouted, her eyes full of confusion, "Great Grandpa just scolded us for not even knowing how my mother died! She lived in a daze... She was not worthy of being the descendants of the Mu family!"

Mu Zhongtang's breathing stagnated, his head turned blank. After a while, he found his voice and hesitated, "During that time... I was in poor health and lived in the hospital. It was Mu Xiaotang who was guarding the company! If you have anything, you can ask him!" He was sure that Mu Xiaotang would not say anything!

This old thing dares to bring up old accounts!

Since that's the case, don't blame him for being polite!

Mu Yihua sat in the corner, frowned tightly, staring at the teacup in front of him without a moment, and his thoughts drifted into the distance along the sloping smoke, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Second brother, the eldest brother stays here to take care of grandpa. Let's go and ask grandpa!"

Mu Xianlan looked at Mu Yihua who was standing still, and then took Mu Yunian's hand and ran out.

Mu Yunian calmed down and thought that such a big thing that her mother had died was hidden strictly, and she guessed that there must be... an inside story that was ulterior motive.

He even guessed that his mother looked down on Mu Huaian's weakness, so he eloped with others!

If his mother jumps off the building, it will be disgraceful.

With Mu Xiaotang's temperament, they would never say that, and they just tried their luck, "...Okay! Let's go find the grandpa!"

--

On a snowy night, it is quiet everywhere.

In the corner of Mr. Mu's bedroom, sandalwood was burning in the corner of the wall. The dark night was clearly extinguished. The old man's regular snoring sound came from the big bed with the bed curtains, breaking the tranquility of the night.

A dark shadow arched his body and his toes, and he came to the old man's room with a familiarity.

He pushed the door and found that the door was not locked from inside. He immediately knew that the security guard he had bought had opened the door for him, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and tiptoed in.

The cold voice seemed to come from the thousand-year-old underworld, sinister, without any warmth, as if it was urging the soul to seek life, "Dad...Dad...Are you asleep?"

Regular snoring still came from the bed.

The person who came was delighted, and a hideous curve drew in his eyes. He quickly walked towards the edge of the bed, lifted the curtain, picked up the pillow at the head of the bed, and covered the sleepy old man on the bed.
Chapter completed!