72 hours of marriage

A bad premonition rolled over Yun Duo's heart, which was extremely painful.

Stepping down the steps with difficulty, the person she least wanted to see, the person she least wanted to see, finally appeared.

Mu Yifan was wearing a navy blue suit, he was still so tall and handsome, his handsome face was resolute, and he was always expressionless.Beside him is Wei Lan, Rong Tianyu.

When his eyes fell on her, they fluctuated quietly, then calmly, then retracted his eyes, walked to the middle of the portrait, bowed, bowed again, and personally inserted the incense in front of Mu Yuanbo.

Mu Jian snorted coldly, "You unfilial son! You are not qualified to offer this stick of incense here today. Get the hell out of our Mu family's gate. You are the one who pissed off your father to death! What are you doing here?!"

Mu Zize immediately continued, "Brother, the last person grandpa wants to see is you, you can go. He doesn't even want you to appear at his funeral."

Rong Tianyu gave a disapproving pooh, "Second Uncle Mu, you are just talking nonsense with your eyes open, who doesn't know that Mu Er is the grandson that Grandpa Mu loved the most during his lifetime! It should be you who made Grandpa angry to death!"

Mu Jian looked at Rong Tianyu, then at Mu Yifan, with a look of disappointment on his face, "Yes or no, you know best in your heart."

"I just want to see Grandpa for the last time, please second uncle." Although he used honorific words, he had a look of disdain, making it uncomfortable to listen to.

Mu Zize stepped forward quickly, "The incense is over, brother, you can go. Everything is a foregone conclusion, why are you hanging around here! We don't want to give you a share, but Grandpa means, we dare not disobey."

Mu Yifan turned around and made a gesture to go to the back room, but he didn't want to be blocked by the person in front of him. He looked at Mu Jian and the others coldly, and said indifferently: "I don't need shares of Mu's, I just want to see Grandpa's shares. One last look, please step aside!"

"I will never let you go in and make him angry again, Mu Yifan, get out! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" Mu Jian didn't mean to give in at all, and his goal was just that.

Rong Tianyu's temperament is relatively irritable, he glanced at his brothers, and when he was about to rush over forcefully, Mu Yifan suddenly held down his hand, and finally walked up to Mu Jian, curling the corners of his mouth coldly, "Second uncle, Wanshi Don't take it too far."

"Who is going too far! Mu Yifan, get out!" Mu Jian had already exchanged glances with Mu Zize, he looked at the security guard behind him clearly, and then made a gesture, "Please go out, young master! Don't disturb me anymore!" Grandpa! Did you hear me!"

"Okay, Second Young Master!"

Suddenly there was a change in the scene.

Rong Tianyu raised his pistol first, "I see whoever dares to touch Mu Er will be shot! Did you hear that!"

Suddenly!

The place was dead silent.

Mu Yifan had expected that Mu Jian's intention was here, so he didn't avoid it, and passed him calmly, and went into the back room.

Wang Ma opened the door and saw that it was Mu Yifan and Wei Lan. She took a step back in fright. Granny Mu heard the footsteps and turned her head: "Yifan, you are here...your grandfather has been waiting for you for a long time."

Mu Yifan stepped forward to help Grandma Mu sit down again, and then looked at Mu Yuanbo in the ice coffin, his eyes were flushed, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, enduring all kinds of pain, even his fists were shaking , "Grandpa, rest in peace."

Wei Lan was afraid that he would be angry, so she stroked his chest lightly, "The most precious thing is that you can see these so-called relatives clearly."