Grandpa Nie was reading a newspaper on the sofa, when he heard the door knock, he looked up.
Seeing this, it was a surprise.
Nie Yi was wearing a black suit, his body was like a jade tree, tall and straight like the wind.
"Hey?" Mr. Nie pushed his reading glasses, "Unfilial son, why are you back?"
Since Nie Yi joined Team One, he also left the Nie family.
Even Mr. Nie would never see him once in eight hundred years.
"Yunshen's grandfather has gone." Nie Yi frowned, already used to this address, "I'll come back to pack up and go to Shanghai."
Mr. Fu recovered from his illness suddenly, so he left suddenly.
After Nie Yi nodded slightly, he finished packing his things as quickly as possible, and was about to open the door.
"Wait!" Mr. Nie stood up with a serious expression, "I'll go with you."
In fact, Mr. Nie has never been in contact with the Fu family, nor does he know Mr. Fu.
But because of Nie Yi, he knew Fu Yunshen.
Fu Yunshen and Nie Yi are brothers. As Nie Yi's grandfather, it is impossible for him to sit idly by.
Nie Yi paused: "Okay."
This time, Shanghai City is really in chaos.
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The aftermath was done very quickly, and the Fu family also had a lot of hands.
In the afternoon, Mr. Fu had already been sent to the mourning hall.
The Fu family has a special mourning hall. In the past, when the elders passed away, the younger generations would stay here for five days.
The coffin was also prepared more than three years ago, using high-quality rosewood.
Except for a few households that had been separated out a long time ago, everyone in the Fu family rushed back, but basically they didn't feel anything.
"Brother, where's the will?" Fu Sanye glanced at the huge coffin, and quietly walked to Fu Mingcheng, "Who did Dad give the Yuxiangfang to?"
In fact, he just asked this question, he just wanted to share more shares and real estate, and Yuxiangfang would not fall on his head anyway.
Fu Mingcheng's face sank, he didn't speak, just looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.
Third Master Fu followed his gaze and looked over, his expression changed: "Is it really for this kid?"
Take Yuxiangfang, is Fu Yunshen worthy of him?
"I've been kneeling for six hours." Fu Yichen snorted coldly, "Grandpa is gone, who should I show it to?"
Although it is said to keep the spirit, there are not as many rules as before, and there is no need to kneel.
But after Fu Yunshen sent Mr. Fu into the mourning hall, he has been kneeling here until now.
Fu Yihan's voice turned cold: "Fu Yichen."
Fu Yichen shrank his neck and stopped talking immediately.
He is not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but what he is most afraid of is his elder brother.
Fu Yihan walked over and squatted down beside Fu Yunshen.
He took out an envelope from his arms, moved his lips, and then said: "Yun Shen, GrandpaGrandpa's letter to you."
Fu Mingcheng found this letter in a locked drawer. When he saw that it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng planned to tear it up, but was stopped by Fu Yihan.
Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyes.
The wind blew away his black skirt, but he didn't seem to feel any cold, and his body seemed to be completely numb.
His handsome complexion is unprecedentedly pale, his peach blossom eyes are always romantic and smiling, dead still like a cold pool, without the slightest fluctuation.
Fu Yihan couldn't help being startled, feeling chills in his heart.
He had never seen this kind of emotion in Fu Yunshen.
In my impression, his younger brother is always smiling, even if a knife cuts him, he can still laugh.
For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt that standing in front of him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul.
Fu Yunshen didn't speak, he knelt in front of the coffin, raised his slender fingers, and slowly opened the letter.
Fu Yihan quickly got up and avoided.
Mr. Fu's letter to Fu Yunshen must not be seen by others.
Fu Yun bowed his head deeply.
Mr. Fu's handwriting is very correct and neat, just like his soldier's style.
He looked very slowly.
Xiaoqi, when you read this letter, grandpa has already gone to find your grandma and mother.
Don't be sad, birth, old age, sickness and death are common things in the world.
Grandpa can live to this age, very soonI am worried.
As early as ten years ago, my old comrades-in-arms all went one by one, and I was ready for today's day.
Grandpa has traveled all over the world and killed many people in his life. He has nothing to regret, but he is worried about you the most.
In fact, grandpa knows that you are very good. Grandpa is useless and can't give you the best. It's really good that you can go from unarmed to today step by step.
You have enough capital to protect yourself, and the Fu family can't match it, but Yuxiangfang is yours, so don't refuse it.
You have knots in your heart and it is difficult to open your heart, but grandpa has seen it, and now you have another spiritual support, grandpa is relieved.
Xiaoqi, you will always be grandpa's pride, and grandpa is proud of you.
For grandpa, death is the beginning of another grand adventure, you have to remember, grandpa has been watching you in the sky.
Fu Yichang's last pen.
?Recorded on 2020.11.2
Fu Yun deeply read this letter for half an hour.
He didn't cry, and even his expression didn't change. He still knelt quietly in front of the coffin, his eyes still.
It took a long time before Fu Yunshen made a move.
His eyelashes drooped, and his lips moved silently.
Of course he can deceive many people.
But how could Mr. Fu, as his closest person, hide it from him?
Mr. Fu didn't say anything, pretending to be confused, because Mr. Fu also knew that if these things were exposed, the group of people from twenty years ago would come back again.
Mr. Fu was worried that he would not be able to deal with that group of people, so he tried his best to protect him.
So up to now, his only relative in this world has also passed away.
There is nothing left.
Ying Zijin also squatted down, she never knew how to comfort others.
Just raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.
Fu Yunshen's shoulders moved, and he turned his head slightly: "Yaoyao, I'm fine."
Paused, he seemed to be telling her, and also seemed to be convincing himself, repeated it again, and smiled: "I'm fine."
But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his complexion became paler.
Ying Zijin fell silent.
Mr. Fu told her not to tell Fu Yunshen, because he didn't want Fu Yunshen to watch him go.
It's cruel to watch the people closest to me go to death step by step.
She got up again and went out.
Mr. Fu told her to let her watch Fu Yunshen eat. This appearance was not what Mr. Fu wanted to see.
Fu Mingcheng stepped forward, burned three sticks of incense in front of the mourning hall, and after bowing, his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen again.
Without any hesitation, he walked over and stood in front of Mr. Fu's coffin, condescending.
"Fu Yunshen, your grandfather has already left. He also wrote a will early and left Yuxiangfang to you, but you know that you don't have the ability to take over."
"If you don't want the Fu Group to fall under your hands, transfer the Yuxiangfang to me now. No matter what, I promise, you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, how about it?"
Fu Yunshen raised his head, his light amber pupils were cold, and he said coldly, "Get out."
He has not touched Fu Mingcheng, and it is also because Mr. Fu hopes that his children and grandchildren will be harmonious.
He followed Mr. Fu's wishes.
But Mr. Fu is gone now.
Fu Mingcheng's heart trembled when he saw this gaze.
He smiled lightly in his heart.
Fu Yunshen is just a playboy, so could it be possible that he still has some real strength?
What else can there be in the background?
Mr. Zuo Fu is no longer around, and he doesn't need to maintain a mask of fatherly kindness and filial piety, just tear his face apart.
"That's right." Fu Yichen sneered, "If you don't know anything, why should you inherit Yuxiangfang?"
Third Master Fu and the other brothers and sisters didn't speak, but that's what they meant.
Yuxiangfang can be given to anyone, but it cannot be given to Fu Yunshen.
"Dad, and you, Yichen." Fu Yihan's expression sank, "That's enough."
Mr. Fu's bones are still on display here.
Even if Fu Yunshen is not his own younger brother, why is he so ruthless?
"Yihan, don't make trouble." Mrs. Fu pulled Fu Yihan aside and shook her head, "Your father knows it well."
Fu Yihan's expression froze slightly: "Mom, you clearly know that Yuxiangfang is"
"Yes, I know." Mrs. Fu sighed, "But this person has already left. If Yun Shen knows how to blend fragrance and perfume, Yuxiangfang will be fine for him."
"But he didn't inherit these two talents, and your father is doing it for the good of the Fu family."
But Fu Yihan couldn't bear it anymore: "Stop talking, all go out."
However, Fu Mingcheng was persistent and aggressive: "I brought the documents, you just need to sign."
Fu Yunshen finally made a move, he stood up slowly.
He raised his head and smiled.
"As soon as the old man came, he saw such a big show." At this time, a faint voice came from outside the door, "Fu Mingcheng, what a majesty." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)"
"Yes, I know." Mrs. Fu sighed, "But this person has already left. If Yun Shen knows how to blend fragrance and perfume, Yuxiangfang will be fine for him."
"But he didn't inherit these two talents, and your father is doing it for the good of the Fu family."
But Fu Yihan couldn't bear it anymore: "Stop talking, all go out."
However, Fu Mingcheng was persistent and aggressive: "I brought the documents, you just need to sign."
Fu Yunshen finally made a move, he stood up slowly.
He raised his head and smiled.
"As soon as the old man came, he saw such a big show." At this time, a faint voice came from outside the door, "Fu Mingcheng, what a majesty." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com