A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

next day

Mu Yin woke up and found himself in the ward, with Ali sitting next to him.

Seeing her wake up, Ali looked happy.

"Ah Wei, are you awake?"

"Uh……"

He groaned, propped himself up and sat up.

He pretended to be confused.

"Why did I fall asleep? What time is it?"

"Ah Wei, maybe you are too tired. You went to bed early last night. By the way, I have already removed your makeup. Look..."

As she spoke, she took out a mirror.

Mu Yin looked at himself in the mirror. He looked almost the same as before he removed his makeup, except that his skin color was a little different.

But overall, he still looks like Awei.

He thought of the woman who came to remove his makeup last night, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"So, this is what I look like..."

The appearance in the mirror was somewhat different from Mu Yin's. He felt a little empty inside and suspected that he might not be Mu Yin...

But if not, why is Ali acting so sneaky?

He looked at Ali with an inquiring look.

Ali gave a dry laugh.

"Yes, you originally look like this. Otherwise, what do you think you look like?"

Before, Ali was still thinking that the person she picked up was not Mr. Mu, until the man removed his makeup and she saw his appearance clearly, she was sure that he was the Mr. Mu mentioned in the news!

She was extremely excited.

She decided to brainwash him and then morally blackmail him so that even if he recovered his memory, he would not be able to get rid of her!

After all, if she sticks with him, she can live a worry-free life in the future!

Mu Yin clearly saw the hidden excitement and the fleeting glance in her eyes.

He roughly guessed the little Jiujiu in her heart.

He sneered secretly.

"Oh, really."

"yes……"

The atmosphere is depressed.

"Ali, since we are all fine now, let's go through the discharge procedures!"

"Uh, okay!"

Next, the two went through the discharge procedures.

While waiting to pay, many people around were checking their phones, and the sounds reached Mu Yin's ears directly.

"Our news station reported that early this morning, the body of the President Mu was brought back to China. Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu received the body with grief. Next, we will report on the process of Mr. Mu's funeral."

Mu Yin: "..."

He saw through someone else's mobile phone screen that Mu Zhenxuan was supporting the grief-stricken Cheng Shu and receiving the body of "Mu Yin" at the airport.

When Cheng Shu saw the body, he cried out of breath.

Mu Zhenxuan looked pale and grief-stricken, but he was still patiently comforting him.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yin felt a sharp pain in his heart for some reason.

Mr. Mu is dead?

How sad his parents must be!

And what about Mrs. Mu?

He didn't see Song Chi in the news. For some reason, he felt inexplicably worried.

Mr. Mu’s parents are so sad, you can tell with your toes that she isn’t much better!

Mu Yin felt a pain in his heart again!

After paying the fee, he made an excuse to separate from Ali, went to a corner, and made a phone call.

Here

Song Chi sat on the bed, watching TV with empty eyes.

She had no mood to watch the soap opera on TV and just sat there blankly.

At some point, the TV series ended and the news began.

"Our reporter reports..."

The news showed the parents-in-law going to the airport to pick up "Mu Yin" and take him home!

When Song Chi saw this, his emotions fluctuated.

"Uncle..."

She also wants to pick up the uncle and take him home!

But, she was in the womb and couldn't get out of bed!

Her tears fell uncontrollably.

The sound was rustling, like pearls breaking off a string.

The nurse was standing by, trying to persuade him with a distressed look on his face.

"Miss, life is like this, with joys and sorrows, separations and reunions. For the sake of the unborn babies in your belly, please think more positively..."

Song Chi: "..."

She closed her eyes and cried bitterly, then took a few deep breaths before slowly calming herself down.

However, tears still fell uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Miss, the phone is ringing, do you want to answer it?"

"it is good……"

Song Chi's voice trembled.

She took the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, who is it?"

She tried her best to hold it back, but her voice still contained tears.

"Mrs. Mu, stop crying..."

Song Chi: "!!!"

This sound...

Make her pupils dilate.

"If you are sad, he will be sad too. Don't cry for him. You need to live a good life..."

When Song Chi heard the same voice as his uncle, his heart ached.

"you are?"

"I'm Awei!"

Ah Wei...the man who looks like the uncle...

Isn't he an uncle?

"Why do you know my phone number?"

"Mrs. Mu, I don't know either. Anyway, when you are sad, you can talk to me. I am willing to be your listener forever!"

They had only met once, and for some reason, she inexplicably believed him.

After a while, she slowly said, "Okay!"

Here, when Mu Yin heard her words, he felt sorry for her and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"Ah Wei, can you continue talking? I want to hear your voice."

For some reason, whenever she heard his voice, she would think of the uncle.

Her emotions would no longer be so intense and sad.

"it is good……"

"Mrs. Mu, let me tell you a story..."

Mu Yin told a story casually, which sounded like a fairy tale or a prenatal education story.

Song Chi moved his body, turned on the amplification of the microphone, and placed it next to the bed.

As she listened to Ah Wei's voice, she naturally imagined that the uncle was right next to her.

He was telling stories to her and the babies.

As she listened, her lips curled up, a rare smile appeared on her face in these days.

Perhaps it was this voice that made her feel so at ease. As she listened, she gradually fell asleep.

This was also the time when she slept most soundly these days.

This is the phone.

Mu Yin heard her even breathing.

Imagining her well-behaved appearance while she was sleeping, his heart softened!

After a while, he said softly.

"Little girl, sleep well, I wish you a good dream!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone reluctantly.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed deeply.

He will call her again, and in the meantime, he has other things to do!

Mu Yin looked up the address of Mr. Mu’s funeral on the Internet.

He took a car and went to his destination.

At this time, Mu Zhenxuan was at the destination, holding a funeral for "Mu Yin".

The incident happened so suddenly that the funeral was simple with only relatives and friends attending.

Mu Zhenxuan was busy greeting relatives and friends.

Cheng Shu, dressed in black, stood aside and refused to admit it. Cheng Zhou held her and looked very sad.

Mu Yin was at a distance, and when he saw this scene, he felt a pain in his heart and couldn't help but step forward.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Mu is holding a funeral here, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

The security guards drove him away.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu. I need your help."

"Haha, this is hilarious. There are so many people looking for them. Who are you trying to scam? Get out of here!"

The security guards began to drive him away rudely.

Mu Yin had no choice but to raise his voice.

"Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu, I have something important to discuss with you..."

"Damn it! Someone, get him out of here!"

A group of security guards came and chased Mu Yin away.

Mu Yin refused to leave, and the two groups became entangled.

Mu Zhenxuan and Cheng Shu both looked over here.

"What happened at the door?"

As she was talking, Cheng Shu seemed to hear Mu Yin's voice, and she subconsciously walked over there...