After being reborn, he was tricked by paranoid Fu Shao

When Mu Wu went in, he saw Fu Junmu who was already asleep. He was about to turn around and go out when he saw the bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table.

He hurried over to have a look, only to find that the medicine bottle was empty, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at his master in astonishment.

It just so happened that Hua Wuque also came to see Fu Junmu at this time, and when he came in, he saw Mu Wu holding a medicine bottle in a daze, and when he turned his head, he saw Fu Junmu who looked like a "sleeping beauty", and he knew it in his heart.

Immediately turned around to look for the young and old waiting in the living room, he walked quickly, but stopped immediately at the corner of the stairs.

He heard Fu's mother say, "After Jun Mu recovers this time, we won't pick on that girl Xi Ruo anymore, that girl is also a fool, alas."

Hua Wuque felt very bitter, and didn't know if he should tell them at this time that the sharp-eyed Mu Cang had already seen Hua Wuque coming downstairs.

"Wu Que, how is Jun Mu?"

"he"
Hua Wuque opened his mouth again and again to say this word. He felt that his mouth was no longer his, and he really couldn't say it.

Seeing his hesitation, Mu Cangjin couldn't help being shocked, but still wanted to make sure.

"Wu Que, Jun Mu. Did Jun Mu go?"

"Yes"

After hearing Hua Wuque uttered this word softly, Mu Cangjin shook his body, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Wu Que, Dad, what charades are you playing? What happened?" 
Mother Fu's puzzled voice was especially loud in the silent living room.

"Xiao Ling. It's Jun Mu who left, he died." Fu Yunqing said with a sad face.

"No, you lied to me. How could Jun Mu die? Doesn't he really like his son? Ah? How could he be willing?"

Mother Fu started yelling in the living room, her emotions were out of control at all.

"Boom"
"bump"

Fu's mother in the living room started talking nonsense uncontrollably and smashed all the porcelain in the living room.

The noble lady who was once praised by everyone in the upper class circle of Jincheng now has her hair disheveled and speaks nonsense.

The whole person is like a crazy woman.

Fu's father looked at Fu's mother, and his heart ached as if someone had dug it out.

He rushed over and hugged Fu's mother, and whispered in her ear: "Xiaoling, you still have a grandson, you are a good mother, and you will be a good grandma in the future."

While talking, he patted Fu's mother's back with his hands. After about 10 minutes, Fu's mother fell asleep very quickly.

Father Fu hugged Mother Fu pitifully and put her on the bed in the bedroom, then came out and sat in the living room with the old man, while the others had already gone back.

The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat depressing, until Mu Wu walked into the living room and looked at them.

The old man said first: "Tell me, when did he have this idea?"

Hua Wuque's hoarse voice sounded in the silent living room, but it was even more depressing and breathless.

"When he went abroad to treat the child, when he knew that Xi Ruo was dead, he would..."

……

"Master, on the first day after returning home, the master originally arranged for me to build a house in the Xiruo Court, but later"

Mu Wu paused for a moment and continued, "Master said not to do it now, just here."

Mu Wu raised his head and tried to hold back the tears that were streaming down, and continued to say with red eyes, "Until the morning before the master went to the temple, he told me to build a glass house, and he left after giving me the blueprint." gone."

……

"Ding dong."

"Ding dong."

The bell breaking outside the door; the silence in the living room.

The security guard came in and said, "Master, there is a lawyer outside. He said he is the young master's lawyer."

"You... let the lawyer in."
Fu Yunqing looked at the security guard and said sadly.

After a while, a steady and powerful footstep sounded on the floor outside...

The door opened, and a man walked in with a refined air in every gesture, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses without glasses.

"Hi, I'm Mr. Fu Junmu's lawyer."

"Mr. Fu Junmu... made a will before his death"

"The content is very simple. Before his son is 18 years old, all his property will be managed by his father Fu Yunqing, and the son can only inherit it after he becomes an adult."

"But the premise of all this is that he and his wife, Ms. Xiruo, should be buried together in the Xiruo Court, in the same coffin. If not, all the property will be taken over by charities."

"Testator: Fu Junmu"

"Okay, the will has been read."

"Wait a minute, how can we know if you are lying?" Fu Yunqing said excitedly.

It's not that he covets his son's property but...

The old couple never thought about letting Xiruo and Fu Junmu share the same coffin, they even thought about finding another one for Fu Junmu...

"Hua Wuque, shouldn't it be time for you to say something?" The elegant man looked at him calmly and said.

"..."

"Uncle, Su Ning is not only Jun Mu's lawyer but also my lawyer."

After a pause, he said calmly, "Su Ning is the second young master of the Su family of the hidden family, so...he won't lie to any of us."

Fu Yunqing looked in disbelief that his son was getting involved with the Hidden Family again.

Things are getting more and more complicated.

"Okay, don't talk so much"

Mu Cangjin looked at them and said calmly.

"Come on, let's... let's go see Jun Mu."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the stairs alone. Suning looked at his vicissitudes of back, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

In the bedroom, the room is as simple as ever.

Black and white tones, but what is a little abrupt is a pale pink sofa next to the bed.

That was Xi Ruo's favorite color and brand.

Lying on the bed was a well-dressed man, with his hands crossed, and the simple and majestic men's ring on the ring finger of the upper hand reflected the light.

Su Ning noticed that he was actually wearing the dress he had chosen for a long time on the day of the wedding, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and his eyes were closed tightly.

But the breath around him is still there, this man is like God's most perfect work of art.

And now God is taking him.

Mu Cangjin looked at his grandson, unable to speak the grief in his heart.

He remembered when Fu Junmu met Xiruo for the first time when he was a child, that was when Junmu really lived like a child.

Forget it, he pursued what he wanted, as long as he was happy.

Then he turned around and walked out.

After that, Suning and Fu Yunqing also walked out, only Hua Wuque was in the room.

"Do you love her that much?"
"Is this what love is like?"

Hua Wuque looked at Fu Junmu and asked excitedly, feeling very sad.

He couldn't accept that his good brother and big brother died for a woman.

"Heh...you also killed yourself with the bottle she drank sleeping pills from."

While talking, he picked up the sleeping pill and sniffed it, and said meanly: "Cut, you are still using the same brand of sleeping pills as others, you are really worth dying for."

Xi Ruo, who was watching all this in mid-air, was already going crazy, she wanted to shed tears to express her pain.

But what qualifications does a soul have?
Not even qualified to cry.

Fu Junmu, the most powerful family in Jincheng, died.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Fu Junmu's ashes were finally buried in the glass room in Xi Ruo Ting according to his will.

Xi Ruo Ting——As the name suggests, it comes from Xi Ruo's name.

The garden is full of sunflowers, Xiruo's favorite flower.

She is not like ordinary ladies from aristocratic families, she likes roses, roses and the like, she likes sunny and vigorous flowers.

There are many flowers in the courtyard but they are very neat. There is a submerged path in the sea of ​​flowers.

Walking up the path is a glass house, which can be rotated 360 degrees to ensure that it can be exposed to sunlight all day long.

There is a tombstone in the glass room, on which is written my favorite: Xi Ruo, next to it is written my favorite husband: Fu Junmu

Seeing these careful arrangements, Xi Ruo felt much less resentment in her heart... her body was filled with warmth.

She felt as if she was about to leave, and the pain in her heart was inexplicably relieved a lot.

At the same time, she felt that she became lighter, and looked down to see that her soul was dissipating...