Now everyone knows Xiaoya's background, but Xiaoya is so persistent, and he is still angry.

Not to mention forgiveness, she refused to even call "grandpa", one by one Mu Qingchen, hating him so much that she gritted her teeth.

Mu Moting patted the frustrated Mu Mosen and said softly.

"Xiao An and Xiao Ya have been dependent on each other for so many years, and their relationship is very deep. It's normal for her not to forgive her grandfather. ”

Mumerson nodded, turned and slammed the door hard.

"Grandpa—grandpa, will you open the door?"

After a while, the door suddenly opened, but it was not Mu Qingchen who walked out inside.

It is lawyer Wang, a barrister specially hired by the Mu family.

Lawyer Wang nodded respectfully to everyone and said hello.

Then the backhand continues to close the door.

Whisper to Mu Moting.

"The old man has something to explain to me, and in two days, I will invite the eldest young master, the second young master, and Mrs. Qi to convey the intention of the old master."

Mu Moting and Mu Mosen glanced at each other, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

Grandpa handed over to lawyer Wang at this moment, how did he feel like he was going to give a will.

Su Xiaoya didn't hear it, and his eyes were still staring at the study.

Qi Muchen, who was beside her, was afraid that she would be tired, so he brought a chair and carefully helped her sit down.

Mu Qingchen in the study was standing at the window, his fingers swept up the blinds, and he glanced out slightly.

The gaze is calm and full of dead silence.

Su Xiaoya's gaze was still angry and cold.

It was a kind of cold that hated him to the bone.

The blinds were slowly lowered, Mu Qingchen turned his head and reached out to take out a delicate Browning pistol from the drawer.

He wiped it elegantly with a handkerchief, and then walked to the sofa with a gun.

Su Xiao'an's body was lying on the long sofa, and after such a long time, Xiao An's fingers were already a little stiff.

His skin was even paler, his eyes were tightly closed, and he looked like he had just fallen asleep.

"Ann."

Mu Qingchen sat down and looked at the dead Su Xiao'an, with a kind smile on his lips.

"I'll take you to your grandmother."

"Bang-" There was a sharp gunshot in the study.

Outside the study, everyone froze.

Su Xiaoya's mouth opened wide, and after a long while, he sighed heavily.

——

Soon, the Mu family ushered in another funeral.

The funeral was well arranged, but not ostentatious.

When they were buried and left the funeral, Su Xiaoya and Mu Moting each held an urn in their hands.

When the huge team came to the cemetery, Mu Moting whispered to her.

"Little Tooth, there's something I want to discuss with you. Grandpa's ashes, we ...... We want to put it together with your grandmother's ashes for a joint burial. What do you mean? ”

Su Xiaoya lowered his eyelids, and after a long while, he spoke softly.

"If my grandmother has a spirit underground, she should also want to be with ...... I want to be buried with your grandfather. ”

Su Xiaoya opened her mouth, which meant that she agreed.

Mumerson smiled gratefully, and then went about it.

"But ......"

Seeing that the two urns were placed together, Su Xiaoya couldn't help but speak.

"But what about your grandmother?"

Legally speaking, Yao Yifeng is the wife that Mu Qingchen is marrying, and she is the wife of the old head of the Mu family.

Now that all three of them are dead, they put Yao Yidie and Mu Qingchen's urns together.

No matter how you say this, it's a bit disrespectful to the dead Yao Yifeng.