Chapter 322： Glory is always glorious, damage is lost!

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Chapter 322: Glory and Glory!

Because Si Minghuan is a famous painter, his accident in a car accident has a certain social influence, so the police quickly issued a certificate of traffic accident.

A car accident is ultimately defined as an accident.

After the traffic accident certificate was issued, he began to handle Si Minghuan's funeral.

After Mu Qingfeng and his entourage came to Country M, it was no longer necessary for Mu Tingxiao to handle the matter of Si Minghuan.

He finally got free.

Before the funeral, he returned from the night and went straight to Mu Tingxiao's room.

Mu Tingxiao had a deep black dress and black pants, sitting on the sofa with a pensive look.

When I walked by at night, I shouted respectfully: "Young Master."

Mu Tingxiao did not look up at him, but asked aloud, "How are things going?"

Shi Ye said: "What I found was the same as the result given by the police. It really looked like a traffic accident."

Even Mu Mu can be taken away without knowing how to do it. Mu Tingxiao naturally has reason to suspect that Si Minghuan's car accident was not an accident.

Knock!

A knock was heard outside the door.

Then came the voice of the maid: "Master Mu, now we are going to the funeral home."

Mu Tingxiao heard the words and stood up from the sofa, ignoring the black shirt on his body, and said to Shi Ye, "Let's go."

...

When we arrived at the funeral home, all the people of the Si family had arrived.

Si Chengyu accompanied Murian to receive the people who came to pay their condolences.

In just one week, Murian lost a large circle, and even the heavy makeup couldn't hide the old appearance shown by age. The whole person looked very emaciated and thin.

Mu Tingxiao nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Sorrow."

Murian didn't speak, but just nodded, so she looked more depressed.

Mu Tingxiao frowned, looked at her, and went in.

Going inside, he saw Mu Jiachen kneeling on the ground.

Although Mu Jiachen has been restocked over the years, his blood is thicker than water. He is already fifteen years old this year and knows what death means.

He lost his father forever.

Mu Tingxiao walked next to him and squatted down, handing him a tissue.

Mu Jiachen raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen, his nose was red, and his voice was hoarse: "Cousin."

With such a cry, Mu Jiachen's tears came out.

Even if he stubbornly pursed his lips, he could hear the choking choke in his throat.

"Huh." Mu Tingxiao responded and tucked the tissue into his hand.

There are many things in life that you can't master and can't help.

The comfort of language, for the most part, is extremely pale and weak.

Mu Jiachen tightly handed the tissue that Mu Tingxiao handed to him, buried his head low, so that Mu Tingxiao could not see his face, but Mu Tingxiao still saw that it was broken. Tears hit the ground.

Mu Tingxiao just patted his back and stood up.

...

After Si Minghuan's funeral was over, Mu Tingxiao and his team returned to Shanghai and Yangshi.

At noon the day before departure, everyone sat in the hall for lunch.

Si Chengyu suddenly said, "Mom, come back to Shanghai with us."

Others heard his words and turned their heads to look at Murian.

Only Mu Tingxiao, bowing his head to eat his meal as if he hadn't heard it, as if he didn't care what happened on this table.

Mullin paused, and did not immediately give an answer.

Mu Qingfeng immediately followed and said, "Yeah, Minghuan is no longer here. Cheng Yu and Xiaochen are also in China. If you are here alone and helpless, why not go back to Shanghai with us ."

Everyone was waiting for Murin's answer.

Murlian put down the fork in his hand and said softly, "No, I am used to living in country M. Let's stay here."

As soon as her words fell, Mu Jiachen put the cup in her hand heavily on the dining table and made a "bang" sound.

At this time, even Mu Tingxiao could not help but look at Mu Jiachen.

Mu Jiachen's recent appearance is also very poor, and a beautiful little face is also haggard.

He looked at Murian's eyes a little cold: "With you, you don't care about us anyway."

Mu Qingfeng took the lead to react and whispered: "Xiaochen!"

Mu Jiachen didn't even look at Mu Qingfeng, but got up and ran out of the restaurant.

"Mom, don't go to your heart, Xiaochen is still young. I'll go and see him first." Si Chengyu finished comforting in Murian's ear and immediately got up to chase Muchen.

Murlian stayed for a few seconds and stood up: "I'm full, you eat slowly."

Like a farce, the mother and son left the table one after another, leaving Mu Qingfeng and Mu Tingxiao sitting face to face at the dining table.

What happened just now did not affect Mu Tingxiao, he was still eating slowly.

Seeing this, Mu Qingfeng frowned with dissatisfaction and looked at him: "Ting Xiao, you and Xiaochen have a good relationship. Turn around and persuade him."

Mu Tingxiao neither agreed nor refused, but said: "Si Chengyu is his brother."

The words "pro-brother" were emphasized by Mu Tingxiao.

Mu Qingfeng heard that his face had changed slightly.

He stared at Mu Tingxiao for a few seconds before saying, "You all know?"

Mu Tingxiao did not speak.

With a snap, Mu Qingfeng slapped on the table with a slap and said angrily: "Mu Tingxiao, I'm asking you something."

Mu Tingxiao lowered his eyes and sneered: "Do I know it's important? My mother has been concealed by you for a lifetime, and this matter was not even known to grandpa later? You are so powerful."

Mu Qingfeng said with a pale face: "That was an accident."

"The kidnapping case was an accident. Grandpa's accident was an accident. Si Chengyu, an illegitimate child, was an accident. Uncle's car accident was also an accident..." Mu Tingyu paused, saying with a mocking voice: "You have been stunned all your life. It’s really a failure to live because of an accident."

Mu Qingfeng had almost lost his mind and was screaming loudly at him: "Mu Tingxiao, do you think I dare not pull you down from the position of the CEO of Mu Shi?"

Compared with Mu Qingfeng's rage, Mu Tingxiao seemed unusually calm.

He said in a hurry: "Then you might as well try it. Is it faster for you to pull me from the position of the president of Moores, or do I let Moss bankruptcy faster."

Mu Qingfeng is willing to hand over Mu Shi to Mu Tingxiao so early, mainly because Mu Tingxiao does have the inhuman ability to do business.

Mu's hands are already in trouble in his own hands. Only Mu Tingxiao can bring Mu to a higher level.

But he never thought that Mu Tingxiao would have such an idea.

He looked at Mu Tingxiao in disbelief: "What good is it for you to bankrupt Mu Shi! Don't forget that you are also Mu! You and we, and Mu Shi, are all one, and we are both honorable and detrimental. !"