The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

He called Mu Mingxuan.The phone rang several times before it was connected.

"Hello?" Mu Mingxuan's voice was very gentle, and Mu Siyu followed him in this regard.

Ling Mohan said lightly, "Uncle, it's me." 
Mu Mingxuan's tone was a little surprised: "Mo Han?" 
"It's me, where are you now, do you have time to sit down and talk together?" Ling Mohan's memory of Mu Mingxuan was still many years ago, but he knew that Mu Mingxuan would not refuse his request. 
Mu Mingxuan was silent for a moment before saying: "Of course, but I won't go back to Shanghai Yangshi."
"I'm in country M, your home." The phone fell silent again.
Ling Mohan didn't urge Mu Mingxuan either, but just quietly waited for his reply.

"Okay, my art exhibition ends this afternoon, and I'll go home tonight, but don't let your aunt know about it." 
"I see."

Mu Mingxuan will be back at night, the time is just right.After hanging up the phone, Ling Mohan closed his eyes lightly, recalling the phrase "Don't let your aunt know" that Mu Mingxuan said in his mind. 
After careful analysis of this sentence, there is really a lot of content.
Without Ling Lianzhi knowing, Mu Mingxuan was willing to chat with Ling Mohan. '

But Ling Mohan didn't mention anything to talk about from the beginning to the end.
Obviously, Mu Mingxuan knew what Ling Mohan wanted to talk to him about.

This is a tacit understanding between smart people.

……
In the evening, Ling Mohan and Mu Mingxuan had a phone conversation and made an appointment to meet at a cafe in the city.

It was exactly six o'clock when Ling Mohan arrived. 
He ordered a cup of coffee, chose a place by the window that could just see the parking lot at the door, and waited for Mu Mingxuan to come.

After he waited for nearly half an hour, he suddenly heard several screams. 
Accompanied by a burst of noisy footsteps and exclamation.

"Oh my God, there was a car accident!" 
"How are people?"
"Call an ambulance." Ling Mohan frowned slightly, but didn't care much at first.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stood up abruptly and walked outside.

He pushed through the crowd and walked up to the man hit by the car. 
It was a middle-aged man who was hit by a car. His white shirt was stained red with blood, only the neckline was still a little white.
Ling Mohan squatted down, reached out to wipe off the blood on his face, and could vaguely see his original face. 
This man is Mu Mingxuan!
Ling Mohan's movements stopped there, and he called out, "Uncle? Mu Mingxuan?" 
The man lying on the ground moved his fingers, and then fell silent.Someone next to him took out Mu Mingxuan's wallet, and said to the ID on it, "This man's name is Mu Mingxuan."
"My God, is that the painter?"

"My daughter has always wanted to see an exhibition of his paintings!"
By this time, the police had arrived. 
"Get out of the way, all out of the way."

The police chased away the other onlookers before they came over and called Ling Mohan: "Sir, please get up, don't hinder us from doing business here." 
Ling Mo stood up with a cold face, and stepped back expressionlessly.
He watched the policeman stretch out his hand to check Mu Mingxuan's breath, and then said to the policeman beside him, "I'm not breathing anymore."

…… 
Ling Mohan went to the police station together, and the police notified Ling Lianzhi. 
When Ling Lianzhi came, she was in a daze: "Where is Mingxuan? Where is Mingxuan?" 
The police stepped forward to stop Ling Lianzhi: "Mrs. Mu, please express your condolences." 
Ling Lianzhi saw Ling Mohan and walked towards him directly: "Mo Han, what's wrong with your uncle? How could this happen?"
Ling Mohan raised his head, looked at the woman whose eyes were red and swollen but couldn't stop crying, and said, "I'll accompany you to see him."
When Ling Lianzhi saw Mu Mingxuan's body, she immediately passed out.

Ling Mohan stood alone in front of Mu Mingxuan's corpse, feeling heavy.

Even if Mu Mingxuan is not Mu Siyu's biological father, he is also Siyu's adoptive father. 
Siyu and Mu Mingxuan have a very good relationship.
The matter of Mu Mingxuan is still under investigation. Whether this accident was man-made or an accident has not yet been determined. 
During the whole process, Ling Mohan was cooperating with the police to handle these matters.

By the time it was done, it was already midnight. 
It is daytime in the country.
Ling Mohan sat by the flower bed outside the police station and called Su Mo.

The phone rang twice before being picked up by Su Mo. 
Su Mo's gentle voice came from the phone: "Ling Mohan?"
"I asked her about Mu Siyu." 
"What did she say?" Ling Mohan relayed Ling Lianzhi's words to Su Mo. 
Su Mo was silent for a while, but still asked him, "Do you think so?"
It could be seen that Su Mo didn't really believe this statement.

But now is not the time to pursue the authenticity of this matter.

Ling Mohan said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle passed away in a car accident." 
Su Mo thought for a while before realizing that Ling Mohan's uncle was Siyu's father.
Su Mo asked, "Have you notified Siyu?"
"Someone has already notified you." Ling Mohan's voice showed a trace of exhaustion.

"It's midnight in country M, you have to pay attention to your health, and sometimes take a rest." From such a distance, I could only tell him verbally.

Just as Su Mo hung up the phone, Shi Ye called.

What Shi Ye told her was also the news of Mu Mingxuan's death in a car accident.

Shi Ye heard it from Ling Guoqiang's men. 
Su Mo didn't know that Mu Mingxuan had a car accident when he was going to have an appointment with Ling Mohan, so up to now, he only thought it was a simple car accident.
At the end, Su Mo said: "Shi Ye, you go to Country M with them. Ling Mohan's father should also go to Country M with Siyu. It's fine for me to stay in Shanghai by myself, but Ling Mo It's inconvenient for Han to be abroad alone."
Shi Ye actually wanted to go to Country M with Ling Mohan. Now that Su Mo said that, he no longer had any worries, and flew to Country M with Ling Guoqiang and the others that day.Because Mu Mingxuan is a famous painter, his car accident has a certain social influence, so the police quickly issued a traffic accident certificate.
A car accident is ultimately defined as an accident. 
After the traffic accident certificate was issued, Mu Mingxuan's funeral began to be handled. 
After Ling Guoqiang and his party came to Country M, Ling Mohan no longer needed to deal with Mu Mingxuan's affairs.
He was finally free.
Before the funeral started, Shi Ye came back from outside and went straight to Ling Mohan's room.

Ling Mohan was dressed in solemn black clothes and black trousers, sitting on the sofa with a pensive look.

Shi Ye walked over and called out respectfully: "Master."
Ling Mohan didn't raise his eyes to look at him, but asked aloud: "How's the investigation going?"

Shi Ye said: "What I found out was the same as the police's result. It seems that it was indeed just a traffic accident."
Even Simo can be taken away without anyone noticing, Ling Mohan naturally has reason to suspect that Mu Mingxuan's car accident was not an accident.knock knock!There was a knock on the door.
Then came the servant's voice: "Master Ling, we are leaving for the funeral home now."
Ling Mohan stood up from the sofa when he heard the words, straightened his black shirt, and said to Shi Ye: "Let's go."
…… 
When we arrived at the funeral home, all the members of the Mu family had already arrived. 
Mu Siyu accompanied Ling Lianzhi to receive the mourners.

Ling Lianzhi lost a lot of weight in just one week, and even the heavy makeup couldn't conceal the oldness shown by her age, she looked very haggard and thin.

Ling Mohan nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "My condolences."

Ling Lianzhi didn't speak, but just nodded, and she looked a little more gloomy like this.
Ling Mohan frowned slightly, took a look at her, and went in. 
Walking inside, he saw Ling Siyu kneeling on the ground. 
　Although Ling Siyu has been freed all these years, blood is thicker than water. He is 15 years old this year and knows what death means.He lost his father forever.

Ling Mohan walked to him and squatted down, and handed him a tissue.
Ling Siyu raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen, his nose was also red, and he called out in a hoarse voice: "Cousin." 
With just that cry, Siyu's tears fell. 
Even though he pursed his lips stubbornly, he could still hear the suppressed sobs coming from his throat.

"En." Ling Mohan responded, and stuffed the tissue into his hand.

There are many things in life that we cannot control and cannot do anything about.
Language comfort, most of the time, is extremely feeble.

Ling Siyu tightly held the tissue that Ling Mohan handed her in her hand, and buried her head low so that Ling Mohan could not see her face, but Ling Mohan still saw it as if the thread had been broken. The tears that hit the ground.
Ling Mohan just patted her on the back and stood up.

……
After Mu Mingxuan's funeral is over, Ling Mohan and his party will also return to Shanghai Yangshi.At noon on the day before departure, everyone sat in the hall to eat lunch.
Mu Siyu suddenly said, "Mom, come back to Shanghai Yangshi with us."
When the others heard what he said, they all turned to look at Ling Lianzhi.

Only Ling Mohan ate his meal with his head down as if he had never heard of it, as if he didn't care what happened at this table.Ling Lianzhi paused, but did not give an answer immediately.

Ling Guoqiang also followed up and said: "Yes, Mingxuan is not here anymore, and Siyu and Siyu are also in the country. If you stay here alone and have no one to rely on, you might as well go back to Shanghai Yangshi with us." 
Everyone was waiting for Ling Lianzhi's answer.

Ling Lianzhi put down the fork in her hand, and said softly, "No need, I'm used to living in country M, so I'd better stay here." 
As soon as her words fell, Ling Siyu put the cup in his hand heavily on the dining table, making a "bang" sound.Now, even Ling Mohan couldn't help but make us look sideways at Ling Siyu.

Ling Siyu's complexion is also very bad recently, and her pretty face is also haggard.
She looked at Ling Lianzhi with a cold gaze: "It's up to you, anyway, you don't care about us at all." 
Ling Guoqiang was the first to react, and let out a low voice: "Siyu!" Ling Siyu didn't even look at Ling Guoqiang, got up and strode out of the restaurant.
"Mom, don't take it to heart, Siyu is still young, I'll go and see her first."

After Mu Siyu spoke soothingly in Ling Lianzhi's ear, he immediately got up and went after Ling Siyu.

Ling Lianzhi was stunned for a few seconds, then stood up: "I'm full, eat slowly."