Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Mu Qingshan's funeral was held at Mu's house, which was the house where Mu Qingshan and Mu Qianqian's mother got married in the first place.

Standing at the front, Mu Qianqian was already without sadness or joy. After all, this person was indeed gone, and her love for him, expectations, and even some of her dissatisfaction and complaints were gone.

Because Mu Qingshan didn't do much in the last few years, not many people came to participate, and Mu Qianqian didn't invite many people. They were all from the Mu family with real blood. It is estimated that there are twenty or thirty people in each family.

Mu Qianqian's aunt doesn't know much about intrigue. Although she is not close to Mu Qianqian, such a scene will make people feel distressed.

She walked to Mu Qianqian's side and patted Mu Qianqian's shoulder lightly, "Qianqian, don't be sad, you still have to take care of the future and live a good life in the future, don't hurt yourself Body."

Mu Qianqian looked over, "I know, thank you, auntie."

The auntie didn't say anything, she just took another look at Mu Qianqian before she stepped aside to help.

People who came and went had more or less red eyes.

Standing in it, Mu Qianqian felt a little out of place.

As her own daughter, she didn't even shed a single tear.

I don't like Mu Qianqian's existence, but I won't pick this juncture to pop up, but it doesn't mean there is no one.

Wang Mei didn't know when she came here, she stood at the door and started shouting, "Mu Qianqian, you ungrateful and unfilial daughter, you are the one who killed your father!"

Mu Qianqian looked back, she didn't have any emotional ups and downs, just like a stranger.

Wang Mei walked in a few steps, "Mu Qianqian, damn you, you killed your father, why do you still have the face to hold his funeral!"

Everyone recognized Wang Mei, but after Mu Qingshan pleaded guilty, the Mu family also more or less guessed a little bit.

Even if Mu Qingshan had no feelings, he would not attack his wife, and this woman who has lived in Mu's family for more than [-] years is the real reason.

Now that she is making trouble, the Mu family can't hold back and won't let her go.

Especially Mu Qianqian's eldest aunt, who hates being a third party woman who destroys other people's families.

Immediately walked over, "What are you doing? You are something who dares to come to Mu's house to make trouble. You have no place to talk here. You should leave quickly."

Wang Mei refused, and tightly grabbed Mu Qianqian's clothes with both hands, "It's you, who killed your father and made me, An An, unable to get married and have children, and now I'm still sneaking around, it's you, a vicious girl!"

Mu Qianqian smiled, her mood finally fluctuated a little.

A pair of eyes looked at Wang Mei, "Did I kill my father?"

"It's you." Wang Mei's eyes were red, and she stared at Mu Qianqian viciously, "If you were not forgiving, why would your father go in, and how could An An and I live like this!"

"Oh." Mu Qianqian sneered, and shook Wang Mei's hand away, "Joke, could it be that I did my father's death? Or did he take the blame for me?"

"Wang Mei, you and Ye An don't want to get cheap and act good. You know who killed Mu Qingshan."

Wang Mei trembled, but when she thought that her daughter was still living a dark life, she hated it.

He hated the calm person in front of him, hated her insisting on reversing the case for her mother.

"Mu Qianqian, why did your father feel sorry for you? You wanted to kill his wife and daughter. If you hadn't insisted on finding justice for your damn mother, would the Mu family have become what it is today!"

"Wang Mei," Mu Qianqian held back her temper, "I will warn you one last time."

"Mu Qingshan is also my father. You and Ye An wanted to rely on him to live a good life and killed my mother. As a daughter, shouldn't I ask for the truth for my mother?"

"If you continue to make trouble," Mu Qianqian took a step forward, "I don't guarantee that you can leave the gate of Mu's house safe and sound today."

Wang Mei took two steps back, "You...you..."

Mu Qianqian closed her eyes, too lazy to say another word.

"Auntie, please find someone to invite her out. My father's funeral doesn't need such a person to embarrass him."

"Okay, Qianqian, don't worry, I'll do it right away."

Wang Mei was thrown out of Mu's house with arms and legs, and Mu Qianqian stared at Mu Qingshan's spirit tablet in a daze.

If Mu Qingshan now knows that Wang Mei and Ye An are of this virtue, and he is not allowed to live in peace after he dies, will his previous choice be different.

Mu Qianqian shook her head, her vision began to blur.

What on earth was I thinking? No one else was here, so it made no difference whether I chose or not.

A piece of clothing was placed on Mu Qianqian's shoulders.

Mu Qianqian didn't look back, she knew who was coming by relying on her breath.

Jun Jiuyan stood beside Mu Qianqian, "Qianqian, he is gone."

Mu Qianqian nodded.

"So you can let go of the previous things."

"I know," Mu Qianqian looked back at him, "I've already let go."

Jun Jiuyan glanced at her, just now Jun Jiuyan personally went to deal with the matter of choosing a cemetery for Mu Qingshan, but when he came back, he heard that Wang Mei had made a fuss.

The woman didn't stop.

If Mu Qianqian hadn't stopped her back then, maybe she and Ye An would have no way out.

Jun Jiuyan is not a soft-hearted person, and someone who treats himself badly is really not worthy of mercy.

"Wang Mei came here just now?" Jun Jiuyan knew, but just wanted to test Mu Qianqian's reaction.

"I've been here," Mu Qianqian said with a very indifferent expression, "Jun Jiuyan, you said their mother and daughter are ridiculous."

"Ok?"

"My dad is willing to take on everything in order to keep them alive. In the end, it's not to pay tribute to my dad, but to feel that their life will be even more difficult after he dies."

"Not ridiculous."

Mu Qianqian looked over in surprise.

Jun Jiuyan had no expression on his face, "They deserve to die."

Mu Qianqian was startled, and Jun Jiuyan said this, "Jun Jiuyan, don't do anything else, for me, you don't have to."

Mu Qianqian was afraid, afraid that the temper he had finally restrained would be provoked again.

"I don't regard them as anything anymore. Dispensable people can't make any big waves. We just treat them as if they don't exist."

"Mu Qianqian," Jun Jiuyan sighed, "Don't be afraid."

"Huh?" Mu Qianqian was puzzled, "Why did you suddenly call me by my name?"

"You're worried about me." Jun Jiuyan saw through Mu Qianqian's thoughts at a glance, "I won't do anything to hurt me, and I won't let anyone catch me, after all, I still have to take care of you."

Mu Qianqian's heart was warm, but she denied it, "Who wants you to take care of it?"

"Well, I want you to take care of me." Jun Jiuyan has a thick skin, "The cemetery has been selected, and it will be buried tomorrow."

"Thank you," Mu Qian took a deep breath, "Jun Jiuyan, why are you so kind to me?"