C2090 (1/2)

”No matter who the granddaughter is, I think it's better than the girl in Qiu's family. Your father is confused. You can't be confused. You can't make decisions for you. You have to make your own decisions. My grandfather can't make decisions for you now. Everything depends on you.”

”I know, grandfather, don't worry. I won't let you down. I know what I'm doing.”

Mu Laozi looked at Mu Shenrong and nodded again and again. The original shrewd eyes were slowly turbid, showing a little tired and lax.

”Grandfather, you are tired. I'll help you lie down and have a rest.” Before the death of master Lin, the old man was very sad. His comrades in arms and competitors all left one by one. Mu Shenrong listened to the old man's breath, and he knew that his days were not many.

But this is a necessary process of life, everyone will have such a day, really to this day, he will be relieved to send the old man the last journey, leaving no regrets.

Go downstairs and Li housekeeper explained a few words, Mu Shenrong then went downstairs.

As a result, in the courtyard outside, I met Mu Wen, a smoker.

”Is your grandfather resting?” Mu Shenrong wants to leave without seeing, but Muwen is in his way.

Mu Shenrong had to hum.

I don't know when, Mu Shen Rong is half a head higher than Mu Wen. When he speaks, Mu Wen still has to look up at his son. He even has a kind of nervous feeling. He doesn't dare to look into Mu Shen Rong's eyes.

”Anything else? It's OK. I'm going. ” Mu Shenrong crossed Mu Wen and left.

”Wait, what are you going to do about Qiu Chenxi?”

”It has nothing to do with me. What should I do? If you like her, you can marry her.”

Mu Wen immediately became angry: ”you this stinky boy, how to talk to me, no big no small!”

”I'm telling the truth.”

Mu Wen spits out a smoke ring in his mouth: ”that Fu ran, is Fu Zhongqian's daughter?”

Mu Shenrong raised eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Muwen's news was very smart. However, before Muwen opened his mouth, Mu Shenrong had already aroused a sneer smile, and then opened his mouth: ”put away your careful thinking, don't let me know, otherwise, I won't be polite to you.”

Muwen immediately became angry: ”bastard, do you speak to your own Laozi like this?”

Mu Shenrong is indifferent: ”where am I wrong? I like Fu ran because I really like it. It has nothing to do with your scheming. Goodbye. ”

The next day.

The sun penetrates the clouds and warms the world.

The silent city is also gradually bustling with traffic, wake up the people who have been sleeping for a whole night, while some people who have a hangover are still in a coma. They wake up slowly until the afternoon, but a long scream interrupts the tranquility in the afternoon.