The voice came from afar and Fu Mingcheng was so shocked that he almost fell.
He raised his head abruptly and saw an old man in a black Tang suit walking over slowly. His steps were steady and steady.
Fu Mingcheng didn't know Mu Heqing.
With his status, there was no way he could come into contact with Family Mu.
After all, in the capital, the Fu family was on the same level as the Su family.
They were too far away from Family Mu's top social circle.
But this didn't stop Fu Mingcheng from guessing the identity of the old man in the Tang suit. He immediately tightened his grip on the documents in his hands and asked tentatively, "May I know who you are …"
Mu Heqing glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Mu Cheng stepped forward and said coldly, "Old Master's surname is Mu."
Hearing this surname, the faces of all the Fu family members in the mourning hall changed.
Family Mu. Mu Heqing. His name was like thunder in their ears.
How could such a person rush over from the capital to mourn Master Fu so quickly?
The other three wealthy families hadn't sent anyone over yet.
Fu Mingcheng broke out in a cold sweat. "So it's Eldest Brother Mu. It's an honor for the Fu family to have you here. Apologies for not going out to welcome you."
"You don't have to welcome me," Mu Heqing said lightly. "Kneel for three days and three nights before you say anything else."
Fu Mingcheng was stunned. "Elder Mu, you …"
Mu Heqing ignored him and turned around. "Mu Cheng."
"Yes, Old Master." Mu Cheng nodded and stepped forward. He pressed down on Fu Mingcheng's shoulders and forced him to kneel in front of Master Fu's coffin.
Mu Cheng wasn't an ancient martial artist, but he was a martial artist, so Fu Mingcheng naturally couldn't compare to him.
With a thud, Fu Mingcheng knelt on the ground and looked at the black and white photo of Master Fu in the mourning hall. His heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to look at it directly.
He gritted his teeth. "Elder Mu, what do you mean?"
Mu Heqing first lit three incense sticks before turning around, "I can't stand Yichang's unfilial grandson being so overbearing."
His gaze swept across Fu Yichen, Madam Fu, Third Master Fu, and the rest, and it was as sharp as a knife.
Fu Yi was truly a gluttonous and lazy person. How could he withstand this kind of gaze? His legs went soft and he fell to the ground.
"Yunshen, don't move." Mu Heqing slowly walked behind Fu Yunshen and placed a hand on his shoulder. He said in a low voice, "Wait until your grandfather is completely stabilized. Otherwise, it won't be good. I'll do it for you."
It hadn't even been a day yet, let alone the first seven days.
The older generation also paid attention to guarding the coffin and funerals. They absolutely could not be disturbed and disturbed.
Mu Heqing was very clear that the most important thing for Fu Yunshen right now was to send Master Fu away peacefully.
He would not let his hands be stained with blood in front of Master Fu's coffin.
But after that …
Mu Heqing shook his head.
If Master Fu left like this, who else could suppress this kid?
He restrained himself and was willing to stay in Hu City, because the people closest to him were here.
Fu Yunshen did not say anything. He knelt down again and looked at the coffin quietly.
"Old Master Mu." Fu Mingcheng was controlled by Mu Cheng and his expression was ugly. "This is the Fu family's business. Even if you are my father's former boss, you have no right to interfere, right?"
"Oh? How can this be called interfering? " Before Mu Heqing could say anything, another voice came from outside. "This is the elder lecturing the younger generation. Mu Heqing is a founding member. He can even scold me, let alone you. Why? Don't I have the right?"
It was an old man, also dressed in black.
Mu Heqing was surprised. "Yunjian, why are you here?"
The Nie family really had nothing to do with the Fu family.
"To offer my condolences." Old Master Nie did not say anything and went forward to offer incense. "Let me see you teach him a lesson."
Mu Heqing: "…"
This time, no one in the mourning hall dared to speak. They did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Nie Yunjian!
Although this name was not as famous as Mu Heqing's, it was impossible for anyone in the circle of the rich not to know him.
The leaders of the two most powerful families in the capital were gathered in Hu City today.
Fu Mingcheng did not dare to speak. He endured the humiliation and knelt there unwillingly.
As time passed, more and more guests came to the mourning hall to offer their condolences.
The Zhong family had the most people, followed by the Jiang family. Family Ying only sent a company director. After all, Family Ying had nothing to do with the Fu family.
Zhong Manhua was not familiar with Master Fu, so she naturally did not go to the mourning hall to offer her condolences. But she still sighed. "You say that when one gets old, there are so many accidents. He leaves just like that. Life is really unpredictable."
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips. "Mom, actually, Master Fu's departure is beneficial for our family."
"Beneficial?" Zhong Manhua was startled. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you say it yourself? It is because of Seventh Young Master Fu that Sister can leave home so willfully. " Ying Yuexuan analyzed the situation rationally. "But now that Master Fu is gone, Seventh Young Master Fu's status has plummeted."
"He can't even protect himself in the Fu family, how can he spare the energy to take care of Sister?"
Zhong Manhua quickly understood. "Yes, in this way, your sister can only come home."
Without Fu Yunshen's support, how could Ying Zijin be so willful?
"The funeral is in five days." Zhong Manhua thought for a while. "I will pick your sister up then."
Ying Yuexuan nodded. "Mom, I will go with you."
**
The funeral was set for the 9th of November.
There were many people present this time. The four wealthy families were all present.
Mu Heqing and Old Master Nie had to leave after the funeral, as they still had matters to attend to in the capital.
After burying Old Master Fu in the cemetery, Fu Mingcheng's anger finally dissipated.
He turned around, threw a cold look at Fu Yunshen and said, "Since everyone is here, I have something to announce."
Hearing these words, the guests who were about to leave were all startled. They turned around, feeling confused.
With Master Fu gone, the position of the head of the Fu family naturally fell on Fu Mingcheng's head.
Could it be that the Fu family was going to do something big again?
Mu Heqing and Old Master Nie had already left. No one was going to interfere with the Fu family's affairs anymore.
Now, Fu Mingcheng finally said the words that he had kept in his heart for more than twenty years.
He felt extremely carefree. He had never felt so relaxed before.
"Fu Yunshen is not my and my wife's child. He is not a member of the Fu family. He has no right to inherit any of the Fu family's assets," Fu Mingcheng said coldly. Fu Mingcheng's voice was cold. "Please be my witness. Right now, I'm kicking Fu Yunshen out of the Fu family. From now on, he has nothing to do with the Fu family!"
These powerful words were like a clap of thunder that exploded in the crowd.
Everyone was in an uproar.
Fu Yunshen was not Fu Mingcheng's son?!
Could he be someone's illegitimate child?
Illegitimate children had no status in the wealthy families.
"Dad, you're crazy!" Fu Yihan was shocked. "How is Yunshen not a member of the Fu family? He's clearly —"
"Shut up!" Fu Mingcheng scolded. "If I say he's not, then he's not."
Jiang Moyuan's eyes darkened.
He had originally thought that Fu Yunshen would just have one less backer.
But now, it seemed that Fu Yunshen was not even a member of the Fu family. Indeed, he had no right to compete with him.
His gaze turned and fell on the girl in the distance. He frowned slightly.
The funeral had just ended. It was not the right time. However, there was still plenty of time in the future.
Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips and turned to leave.
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 turned his head slightly. He bent down and gently rubbed her head as usual. His lips curved slightly. "Let me be alone for a while. I'll be fine."
He had always been this kind of person.
No matter how painful or hurt he was, he would never show it.
He had always been elegant and would never show any signs of being in a sorry state.
Ying Zijin let go of his hand and frowned.
She knew that he needed some peace and quiet now, so she stepped aside.
But Fu Yunshen's words made the guests look at him strangely, especially those who had sucked up to him before.
"I thought he was the real Crown Prince. Turns out he's just a fake."
"He's not a member of the Fu family, yet he still wants to inherit the Fu family. What wishful thinking."
Ying Zijin clenched her fists and her eyes gradually turned cold.
Unbeknownst to her, Nie Yi had appeared beside her.
He was still wearing the black suit from the funeral. His expression was stern as he spoke slowly.
"Twenty years ago, a group of people came to the Fu Family in a menacing manner. Even now, no one knows where they came from or why they came."
Ying Zijin listened.
Nie Yi continued, "Yunshen's grandmother died under the guns of that group of people in order to protect him."
"Master Fu was also poisoned by those people and was ill for twenty years."
"At that time, he was only two years old. He was hidden in the attic of the Fu family and watched as his mother was beaten to death by those people."
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