Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Chapter 518 Didn't My Grandpa Die?

Many people came to Narada Villa tonight, apart from the elders of the Mu family, there were also a few people from the business community.

When Meng Chu was carried upstairs on the bed, he saw Mu Yanzheng sitting on the sofa in the living room through the gap, wearing a high-tailored black suit and sitting upright.

His expression could not tell that he was still ill, and he looked no different from the calm and capable Mu Yanzheng who dominated the business world in the past.

With him like this, Mengchu once felt that he was not sick, but that he was planning a big event in the past month or so, and he did it as a last resort.

"Sister Yu is making soup, wait a moment."

Just as Meng Chu moved to the bed in the bedroom, Mother Mu came in from the outside with a gentle tone, as if treating her own daughter.

Meng Chu nodded. It was not the first time to get along so naturally, so she had long been used to it.

When Mu's mother went out, she met Mu Cen at the door.

Originally wanting Meng Chu to have a good rest, thinking that the mother and son hadn't seen each other for a while, he couldn't bear it, so he let him into the bedroom.

Noisy downstairs, quiet upstairs.

In the bedroom, only the bedside lamp was on.

The orange light set off the slightly pale face of Meng Chu leaning on the bed, making it gentle and fragile, like a porcelain doll, which might shatter if touched lightly.

"Mommy."

The little guy ran over and lay down beside the bed.

Meng Chu raised the corners of his mouth and stroked his son's head with a slight smile.

"Have you listened to grandma recently?"

"of course."

"Then, help Mommy go outside and listen to what the adults downstairs are talking about?"

The little guy looked up at Meng Chu, thought for a moment, and trotted out.

Downstairs outside, part of the elders of the Mu family left, only the fourth old master, Mu Yunting and a few juniors who could talk, and the rest were bosses who had a strong relationship with the Mu Group.

Mu Cen quietly went downstairs, stood at the corner of the first floor and sat on the steps.

The people downstairs didn't say anything about business, they were all talking about the Muyunzhang tea garden.

"The tea garden is so big, even if there is surveillance, it can't be photographed in every corner. Maybe that's why the villain put the contraband in the tea garden at the right time."

"The workers interrogated them all and found nothing suspicious."

"That's a hell of a thing."

"If it's not a worker, then it's an acquaintance. It can't be that someone from outside deliberately ran in to release contraband."

"Yunzhang has been honest since he was a child, and he didn't make any enemies. How could he be missed?"

Everyone said something to each other, and the fourth old man interrupted from time to time.

At this time, a man who looked a little taller than Mu Yanzheng said: "There are sometimes errors in the monitoring, and the shooting cannot be 100% accurate."

"Yeah, it's not an ordinary small tea garden. Even if several monitors cross back and forth, there will still be places that are overlooked."

"Who was the caller?"

For a long while, Mu Yanzheng, who had been silent all this time, asked.

Mu Yunting was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, but when he heard this, he couldn't help leaning forward and changing his sitting position.

"The employees of the tea garden. Because I found a bag of things first, I didn't see it at the time, so I handed it to the security office when I got off work. Later, I might feel that something was wrong, so I called the police."

"Since you know something is wrong, why didn't you tell the boss first, why did you think to call the police first?"

Mu Yanzheng looked at Mu Yunting with his usual deep eyes and a questioning tone.

Mu Yunting said indifferently: "I don't know. The relationship between the eldest brother and those employees has always been clearly distinguished."

"It was said that he was not in the tea garden that day. The staff did not find him, so they called the police."

"Where's the phone? You can make a call when you're not here."

"Ah Zheng, it's not a matter of pursuing this right now."

Mu Yanzheng was aggressive, and the fourth old master unconsciously raised his voice.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became awkward.

Everyone fell silent for an instant.

The few business people probably saw that they were talking about family affairs, so they couldn't stay any longer, so they got up and said goodbye.

Mu Yanzheng sat still, but a junior from the Mu family sitting outside got up and sent a few people away.

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Mu Cen came down the steps, walking slowly and steadily step by step.

Finally, he stopped at the last step, and at the same time, everyone in the living room looked at him.

"Cen Cen..."

I don't know who yelled, and Mu Cen strode towards them, without any shyness from a young child.

Finally, he sat down on the empty seat next to Mu Yanzheng, and raised his eyes to meet Mu Yunting who was on the opposite sofa.

He looked over with a faint smile.

Mu Cen didn't look at him, and immediately looked away, turned to the fourth old man, and nodded slightly: "The fourth great grandfather."

The fourth old master noticed that he seemed to be hostile to Mu Yunting, and asked with a kind smile in front of everyone, "Why don't you call him Grandpa?"

"grandfather?"

Mu Cen repeated it on purpose, turned to look at his father, then turned to the fourth old man, and asked uncertainly, "Didn't my grandfather pass away?"

A junior from the Mu family was drinking water from a cup. Hearing this, he spit out a sip of water without swallowing it.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still, and the silence was terrifying.

Mu Yunting's face was instantly as dark as the night outside.

The fourth old man turned his head and glanced at the man who was choking on the water, and scolded unceremoniously: "Go home!"

Because he is his own grandson, he is merciless.

However, at this moment, Mu Yunting stood up one step ahead of the man, and said to Mu Yanzheng incomparably, "Since you are back, I will trouble you to worry about my elder brother's affairs."

After finishing speaking, the fourth old master crossed over and left the living room.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the living room was inexplicably relaxed.

Mu Cen leaned back on the sofa, imitating the appearance of an adult.

Until this time, Mrs. Yu walked by with soup, he got up in a hurry, and followed him upstairs.

Mu Yanzheng's gaze followed him.

At this moment, the fourth old lady sighed: "Yun Ting has been really troublesome for all these years."

"Grandpa, did my behavior just now offend him?"

The man who had just choked on water asked with some concern.

Mu Yanzheng looked away, turned to him, and said in a calm voice, "If you take it to heart, it's an offence. If you don't take it seriously, he won't care about it either."

The fourth old man nodded, and he strongly agreed with Mu Yanzheng's words.

"Your uncle always likes to care about every detail. If he is not threatening to him, he won't bother to talk to him."

"So, is my cousin a threat to him?"

"You go home!"

The man was a little speechless, and the crutch in the fourth old master's hand couldn't hold back for a moment, and swung it at him.

Hearing a 'bang', the man hurriedly covered his head, his whole body was half bent, and he didn't sit up for a long time.

Mu Yanzheng watched the actions of the grandfather and grandson, and suddenly remembered how he and the old man used to get along.

He also likes to swing a stick when he has nothing to do. Fortunately, every time he scares, he doesn't actually come true.

"Has Jin Lan graduated from college?"

After a long while, Mu Yanzheng asked.