Chapter 160 Yang Fanchu meets Mu Tingyuan

It’s not that Yang Fan doesn’t understand the importance of the word “patriotism”, but Yang Fan knows the meaning of these two words very well in his heart.

"Yes! Patriotism! The qualities a person should have. Do you know what Mr. Mu did for these two words?" Zou Weiyou asked.

Without waiting for Yang Fan to answer, Zou Weiyou himself said: "For these two words, Mr. Mu has sacrificed the interests of his family many times in exchange for the interests of the country. Isn't such an old man respectable?"

Yang Fan did not speak and expressed his approval with silence. Such an old man is indeed respectable.

"I understand!" Yang Fan said lightly.

"Do you understand? Do you really understand?" Zou Weiyou looked at Yang Fan and asked.

Yang Fan nodded. He not only understood why the Mu family had so many political resources, but still did not have the Lu family; but also understood why Mu Tingyuan let him go.

"It's good if you understand! Then can you meet someone with me now?" Zou Weiyou asked.

"See Mr. Mu?" Yang Fan asked.

Zou Weiyou nodded and said to Yang Fan: "You won't refuse, are you?"

"What if I say I will reject you? Would you let me leave here and not meet Mr. Mu?" Yang Fan asked back without answering.

When Zou Weiyou heard Yang Fan's words, he was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "No, absolutely not!"

"Then isn't that a complete nonsense when you ask me?" Yang Fan gave Zou Weiyou annoyed and walked out of the interrogation room first.

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A group of people with great social status gathered in the cemetery in Beijing. They came here with only one purpose, which was to bury the urn of Mu Zihang, the eldest son of the Mu family, and to let the business genius who died young be buried.

Mu Zihang's tomb stood a middle-aged man wearing a black suit with a haggard face but still sharp eyes. He is the head of the Mu family, Mu Zihang's father Mu Xiang. As a father who lost his son, perhaps only those who have experienced the pain of losing their son in old age can understand Mu Xiang's grief at this time.

The woman standing next to Mu Xiang was her wife Liu Yanmei. Liu Yanmei's grief in her heart at this time would not be as sad as her husband. The grief of losing her son made her aged a lot. Looking at Liu Yanmei's haggard and old face, no one would have thought that a few days ago, she was still a beautiful woman with charm. The white hair mixed in her hair may also make people vaguely think of the once charming Mrs. Mu.

On both sides of Liu Yanmei are her second son Mu Zixian and her younger daughter Mu Qinxue. Although Mu Zixian is not his brother, Mu Zixian's blood-red eyes can still make people feel the power of blood thicker than water. Mu Qinxue's big black eyes turned red due to long-term crying; her beautiful face also looked haggard due to long-term staying up late. Mu Qinxue looked at her brother's urn sank into the soil, and could no longer suppress her inner sadness and fainted directly in her mother's arms.

When Liu Yanmei saw her daughter fainting in her arms, her inner grief also poured into her mind like a tide. She suddenly fell into a fainting and fell to the ground with her daughter.

Everyone watched the mother and daughter faint in front of the grave, and expressed sympathy for the mother and daughter. Some women present couldn't help but shed tears. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became even deeper.

If anyone should never come here at this time, then this person can only be Yang Fan, and it will never be someone else. Because in everyone's eyes, Yang Fan has been regarded as the culprit for the killing of Mu Zihang.

But in many cases, people often think that they shouldn't come but still come!

A car parked outside the cemetery. Yang Fan opened the car door, and with everyone's surprised eyes, he walked to the tomb where Mu Zihang was buried, and bowed respectfully.

"What are you doing?" Mu Xiang, who was standing aside, did not speak, but instead Mu Zixian, who was holding Mu Zihang's portrait, shouted to Yang Fan in a bad way.

"Look at Brother Mu for the last look." Yang Fan looked at the photo of Mu Zihang on the tombstone and said lightly.

"Brother Mu? You have the shame of calling me that! You killed my brother and came to pay condolences for me. Could it be that I bullied my Mu family and I thought our Mu family was really afraid of your Yang family? Do you have the kind of people who dare to fight with me?" Mu Zixian said angrily.

Yang Fan did not answer and glanced at Mu Xiang with the corner of his eyes, as if Mu Xiang had no intention of stopping him.

Yang Fan sighed in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, a vigorous and majestic voice came from outside the cemetery.

"Stop it! Is this the Mu family who is so ignorant?"

"Did you let the tutor of the Mu family treat you like this?" With this vigorous and powerful voice, an old man with a handsome face and a proud and proud man walked in from outside the cemetery with a majestic dragon-headed crutch under the protection of a group of people.

There may not be many younger generations present who have seen this old man, but some people who are almost the same age as Mu Xiang will never know this person. This person is not someone else, but Mu Tingyuan, the head of the Mu family and Mu Xiang's father.

"Dad, are you here?" Mu Xiang hurried over and wanted to support Mu Tingyuan, but Mu Tingyuan pushed away.

"Hmph! I'm not old enough to be helped." Mu Tingyuan said to Mu Xiang coldly, walking towards Mu Zixian.

"Grandpa!" Mu Zixian said respectfully to Mu Tingyuan.

"Do you still know I am your grandfather? The second brother, you just said that you were the one who fought against him?" Mu Tingyuan asked coldly with sharp eyes on Mu Zixian's face.

"Grandpa, I..." Mu Zixian replied hesitantly.

"You just need to answer yes or no?" Mu Tingyuan asked, turning his face to look at the tombstone.

"Yes!" Mu Zixian gritted his teeth and admitted.

"Second, is the tutor of the Mu family asking you to entertain guests like this?" Mu Tingyuan asked.

"No! But..." Mu Zixian didn't dare to continue talking halfway.

"But what?" Mu Tingyuan asked Mu Zixian to continue.

"Yang Fan is not a guest of our Mu family, but an enemy of the Mu family. It was him, he who killed his elder brother!" Mu Zixian hesitated for a while, then pointed at Yang Fan and said.

As soon as Mu Zixian finished speaking, everyone else present agreed. Regardless of whether they really thought Yang Fan was the murderer of Mu Zixian, they must now agree with Mu Zixian because they were unwilling to offend the Mu family and the business community in Beijing.

"Second, you said he killed the boss. Then let me ask you, what evidence do you have to prove that what you said just now is true?" Mu Tingyuan looked at Mu Zixian coldly and asked.

"Everyone in the whole city of Beijing knows that Yang Fan killed his elder brother. Do you need me to provide any evidence?" Mu Zixian said.

When Mu Tingyuan heard Mu Zixian's words, he smiled, but he was laughed at by Mu Zixian's aura. Such childish words actually came from the Mu family. As the head of the Mu family, how can he not be angry?

Mu Tingyuan didn't want to get entangled with this incompetent grandson anymore. He turned his head to face Mu Xiang who was standing respectfully standing aside and said, "The boss is dead, and the white-haired man gives birth to a black-haired man. Do I feel happy as a grandfather? You lost your son in middle age, and the boss is so outstanding. I can understand your current mood. However, as the head of the Mu family, I hope you should put the interests of the family first in everything and not be emotional."

"Yes, Dad!" Mu Xiang nodded respectfully. After his father reminded him, Mu Xiang felt enlightened and suddenly became much more awake. He felt guilty about his failure to stop Mu Zixian's behavior just now.

"Just know! Why don't you see Xiaomei and Qinxue girl?" Mu Tingyuan nodded with satisfaction. Mu Tingyuan was still full of confidence in this son who had been in the mall for a long time.

"Xiaomei and Qinxue fainted just now due to excessive sadness. The mother and daughter have been taken to a nearby hospital. They will be fine in a while." The fact that Mu Tingyuan loves Mu Qinxue, the little granddaughter, is almost an indisputable fact of the entire Mu family. In order not to worry his father, Mu Xiang's answer was extremely careful.

"Hey! Tell Xiaomei and Qinxue girl, tell them not to be too sad, after all, people cannot be resurrected." After Mu Tingyuan said that, he walked out of the cemetery with a crutch alone, under the gaze of everyone.

"How do you feel?" Zou Weiyou patted Yang Fan's shoulder from behind Yang Fan and asked Yang Fan.

"How do you feel?" Yang Fan turned around and looked at Zou Weiyou in confusion and asked.

"Judged from the first impression of Mr. Mu, what kind of person do you think Mr. Mu is?" Zou Weiyou continued to ask.

"Old man! Are the eyes on your face a decoration that you don't even see that he is an old man?" Yang Fan said angrily.

"What if I add an attribution in front of the old man?" Zou Weiyou continued to ask with interest.

Yang Fan thought for a while and four words popped out of his mouth: "Just right and wrong!"

"My mouth is wrong?" Zou Weiyou looked at Yang Fan in confusion with a big mouth. It seemed that the word seemed to appear in front of the word "woman".

"The old man obviously cared about his son and grandson in his heart, but he insisted on talking to them with a swaying face. Do you think this old man is right and wrong?" Yang Fan asked back.

After hearing Yang Fan's words, Zou Weiyou felt that Yang Fan's words still made some sense, or were a bit distorted, and nodded in a vague way.

"It's good if you understand! Let's go! I think Mr. Mu is still waiting for us outside." Yang Fan called Zou Weiyou, and did not say hello to the Mu family anymore. He directly pushed the crowd away and walked out of the cemetery.

Yang Fan’s guess was correct. Mr. Mu’s car was indeed parked at the intersection outside the cemetery. As soon as Yang Fan and Zou Weiyou walked out of the cemetery, a bodyguard next to Mu Tingyuan walked towards them.

"Mr. Yang, please stay!" The bodyguard said respectfully to Yang Fan.

In the eyes of this bodyguard, those who can be appreciated by the master deserve his respect.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yang Fan asked, looking at the bodyguard.

"Is it convenient for Mr. Yang now? Mr. Mu wants to chat with Mr. Yang." The bodyguard replied.

Yang Fan nodded.

"Mu is in the car now. Since Yang Fan is convenient now, please come with me!" The bodyguard respectfully made a "please" gesture to Yang Fan.

...

Yang Fan opened the car door and sat opposite Mu Tingyuan. The car drove forward smoothly.

"Dr. Yang, you should know me now, right?" Mu Tingyuan asked Yang Fan, his sharp eyes swept across Yang Fan's calm face, trying to see his inner thoughts from Yang Fan's face.
Chapter completed!