True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 295 Completely unclear about Fu Yunshen’s strength [2 more]

  At the same time, Nie’s family.

  Old man Nie was reading a newspaper on the sofa, and when he heard the door ring, he raised his head.

  I was surprised by this.

  Nie is also wearing a black suit, like a jade tree, tall and straight like the wind.

   "Hey?" Old man Nie pushed his reading glasses, "Unfilial son, why are you back?"

  Since Nie Yi joined the Yizi team, he also quit the Nie family.

  Even Mr. Nie has never seen him once in 800 years.

   "Yunshen's grandfather is gone." Nie Yi frowned, and has long been accustomed to this name, "I'm back to pack up my things and go to Shanghai."

  Fu's illness was so sudden that he went away suddenly.

  Nie also nodded slightly, and after finishing packing things as quickly as possible, he had to push the door.

   "Wait!" Old man Nie stood up with a serious expression, "I will go with you."

  The old man Nie has never been in contact with the Fu family, nor does he know him.

  But because of Nie Yi, he knew Fu Yunshen.

  Fu Yunshen and Nie Yi are brothers. As Nie Yi's grandfather, he cannot sit idly by.

  Nie Yi took a step: "Okay."

  This time, Shanghai City is really messed up.

  **

  Funeral affairs are done very quickly, and the Fu family have more 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, the elders died, and the younger generations would stay here for five days.

  The coffin was also prepared more than three years ago, using the finest rosewood.

  Everyone in the Fu family rushed back, except for the few households that had been separated long ago, but basically they didn't feel much.

   "Brother, where's the will?" Fu Sanye glanced at the huge coffin and walked quietly to Fu Mingcheng, "Who did Dad give the Royal Fragrance Workshop?"

  In fact, he just asked the same question. He just wanted to split more shares and real estate, and Yuxiangfang would not fall on him anyway.

  Fu Mingcheng's face sank. He didn't speak, but looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.

  Fu Sanye followed his gaze, his expression changed: "Is it really for this kid?"

  Taking Yuxiangfang, is Fu Yunshen worthy of him?

  "Kneeling for six hours." Fu Yichen snorted coldly, "Grandpa is gone, who should I show you."

  Although it is to guard the spirit, but the rules are not as much as before, and there is no need to kneel.

  But after Fu Yunshen sent his father Fu into the mourning hall, he was here, kneeling alive until now.

  Fu Yi had a cold voice: "Fu Yichen."

   Fu Yichen shrank his neck and stopped talking immediately.

  He is not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but his elder brother is most afraid of.

  Fu Yihan walked over and squatted down beside Fu Yunshen.

  He took out an envelope from his arms and moved his lips before he said: "Yun Shen, Grandpa... Grandpa's letter to you."

  This letter was found by Fu Mingcheng in a locked drawer. As soon as he saw it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng planned to tear it up and was stopped by Fu Yihan.

  On hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyes.

  The wind blew away his black clothes, but he didn't seem to feel any cold, and his body seemed to be completely numb.

  His handsome face is paler than ever before, and his peachy eyes have always been romantic and smiling, and his death is like a cold pool, without the slightest fluctuation.

  Fu Yihan couldn't help being shocked, and his heart was chilling.

  He had never seen this kind of emotion in Fu Yunshen.

  In the impression, his younger brother is always smiling, even if a knife is cut on him, he can still laugh.

  For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt that what stood in front of him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul.

  Fu Yunshen did not speak, he knelt in front of the casket, raised his slender fingers, and slowly opened the letter.

  Fu Yihan quickly got up and avoided.

  Father Fu wrote a letter specifically to Fu Yunshen, which I don’t want others to see.

  Fu Yun bowed his head deeply.

  Fu's handwriting is very correct and neat, just like his military style.

  He watched very slowly.

  Xiaoqi, when you read this letter, grandpa has already gone to see your grandma and mother.

  Don’t be sad, life, old age, sickness and death are common things in the world.

  Grandpa can live to this age, very happy.

  As early as ten years ago, all of my old comrades-in-arms went one by one, and I made it for this day.

  In this life, grandpa has gone north and south, and has killed many people. There is nothing to regret, but you are most at ease.

  Actually, grandpa knows that you are great. Grandpa is useless and can't give you the best. It's really good that you can go from unarmed step by step to today.

  You have enough capital to protect yourself, and the Fu family can’t match it, but Yuxiangfang is yours, so don’t refuse.

  You have a knot in your heart, it is difficult to open your heart, but grandpa can see it, you now have another spiritual support, grandpa is relieved.

  Little Qi, you will always be the pride of grandpa, grandpa is proud of you.

  For grandpa, death is the beginning of another grand adventure. Remember, grandpa has been looking at you in the sky.

  Fu Yichang's excellent writing.

   noted at 2020.11.2

  Fu Yunshen read this letter for half an hour.

  He didn't cry, even his expression didn't change, he still knelt in front of the coffin quietly, his eyes were silent.

  After a long period of time, Fu Yunshen took action.

  His eyelashes dropped, and his lips moved silently.

  Of course he can hide many people.

  But as his closest person, how could Mr. Fu hide it from him?

  Father Fu did not say, pretending to be confused, because he also knew that if these things were exposed, the group of people 20 years ago would find them again.

  Master Fu worried that he could not deal with the group of people, so he tried his best to protect him.

  So now, his only relative in this world, has also gone.

  Nothing is left.

  嬴子衿 also squatted down, she never knew how to comfort people.

   just raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

   Fu Yunshen moved his shoulders and turned his head slightly: "Yaoyao, I'm fine."

   After a pause, he seemed to be talking to her, and as if to convince himself, he repeated it again, and smiled: "I'm fine."

  But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his complexion became paler.

   Ying Ziying fell silent.

  Master Fu told her not to tell Fu Yunshen, and he didn't want Fu Yunshen to watch him go.

  It's cruel to watch the person closest to you die step by step.

  She got up again and went out.

  Father Fu told her to let her watch Fu Yunshen eat. This look was not what Master Fu wanted to see.

  Fu Mingcheng stepped forward and went to the mourning hall with three incense sticks. After a bow, his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen again.

  He didn't hesitate, walked over and stood in front of the coffin of Mr. Fu, condescending.

  "Fu Yunshen, your grandfather has already left. He also wrote his 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 in your hands, then transfer the Yuxiangfang to me now, no matter what, I promise you will have a good food and clothing in the future, how about it?"

  Fu Yun raised his head deeply, his light amber pupils were cold, coldly killing him: "Get out."

  He has not touched Fu Mingcheng, but also because Father Fu hopes that his descendants will be in harmony.

  He followed the meaning of Old Man Fu.

  But Mr. Fu is gone now.

  Fu Mingcheng was shocked by this look.

  He feels lightly in his heart.

  Fu Yunshen is a young man, is it possible that there is any real power?

  What else can there be backstage?

  Left and right Elder Fu is no longer there, and he doesn’t need to maintain the filial piety of a father and son. He just tore his face.

   "Yes." Fu Yichen sneered, "Nothing, why inherit Yuxiangfang?"

  Fu Sanye and several other brothers and sisters did not speak, but they also meant the same.

  Yuxiangfang can give it to anyone, but can’t give it to Fu Yunshen.

   "Dad, and you, Yichen." Fu Yihan's expression sank, "Enough."

  Fu's dead body is not cold, and it is placed here.

  Even if Fu Yunshen is not his own brother, is he so affectionate?

  "Yihan, don't make trouble." Madam Fu pulled Fu Yihan aside and shook her head, "Your father knows it well."

  Fu Yihan's expression was slightly stagnant: "Mom, you know that Yuxiangfang is..."

   "Yes, I know." Madam Fu sighed, "But this person has already left. If Yun Shen knows how to mix and understand perfume, Yuxiangfang will be fine for him."

   "But he didn't inherit these two talents. Your father is also good for the Fu family."

  Fu Yihan couldn't bear it: "Don't say anything, go out."

  Fu Mingcheng was reluctant and aggressive: "I brought the documents. You only need to sign it."

  Fu Yunshen finally moved, and he slowly stood up.

   raised his head and smiled.

   "As soon as the old man came, he saw such a big show." It was also at this time, a faint voice fell outside the door, "Fu Mingcheng, what a great prestige."

  　It’s the end of the month, don’t hold your monthly pass for babies, it’s time to vote~

  　　 For people who are very clear-headed, death is just another great adventure-from "Harry Potter" Dumbledore

  (End of this chapter)