Cai Ninglian seemed to be oblivious to the people around her. All she had eyes for was the person sleeping in the coffin. Even though she had done her best to repair it, Mu Changzi's body still could not present the perfect appearance it had when he was alive.

Cai Ninglian did not cry. She just ignored everyone else present, even her own daughter, and staggered all the way to the coffin of Mu Changzi. Mu Yingfeng looked at the woman with gray hair, thin body, and a complicated expression. She had completely lost her former graceful charm. She seemed to be out of touch with the times and very different from people of his generation. She seemed like an old woman in her twilight years. Even though he was unwilling to admit it, she was still his legal wife in the legal sense.

Cai Ninglian pulled at the coffin, poked her head in, and put her hand on her eldest son's made-up cheek. She murmured vaguely, her tone extremely gentle, like the whisper of a bird in the jungle, "Wake up, look, it's daybreak, Mom is back, and she will never be separated from you again..."

She touched her eldest son's cheek, then reached out and tightly held his hand, which had become stiff and was placed peacefully on her abdomen. No matter how she stroked it, those hands no longer had any warmth.

The guests looked at the woman with messy hair and a face that seemed to be over 60 in surprise. Some curious people recognized her identity at the first time and shouted loudly in the mourning hall, "Isn't that Mr. Mu's wife? The talented woman who was famous in Shengjing back then, Cai Ninglian!"

"No way, is she sick? Why is she like this?"

Someone suppressed the voice, "You don't know this, this is the secret of Shengjing."

"Hey? Can you tell me more about this?"

"Speaking of those days..."

The guests in the mourning hall began to whisper, and then gradually became louder. Although everyone was afraid of the power of the Mu family, they also wanted to see the ugly deeds of the Mu family, and even more wanted to see the downfall of the Mu family.

The second daughter, Mu Daiying, was standing in an inconspicuous position in the relatives' seats, but the woman's actions attracted her attention. She recognized her mother, even though many years had passed. She glanced at her father's face standing on the stage, ran to the stage in a panic, grabbed Cai Ninglian's sleeve and wanted to pull her off the stage, while carefully looking at her father's face.

Although Cai Ninglian looked thin and weak, she somehow found the strength to push her daughter to the ground. Mu Daying quickly straightened her black dress and raised her head to look at her father's face, only to meet his pair of dark eyes that terrified her.

Disgust flashed in Mu Yingfeng's narrow and long phoenix eyes. He gave the security guards a cold look. The security guards understood and several of them went on stage. One of them helped up Mu Daying, who had fallen to the ground in a mess, and two of them lifted up the woman who was leaning against the coffin.

Cai Ninglian struggled, but was no match for the security guards, and was forcibly carried away, cursing loudly: "Song Si, you vicious woman! Mu Yingfeng, you unfaithful man! You killed my son, I will make you pay with your lives! I will!"

Mu Yingfeng only frowned at such remarks. He didn't care what kind of trouble a young lady from a poor family could cause. He said to the guests in the audience with a stern face: "It was a misunderstanding just now. It was the negligence of the security system that let a crazy woman in." He glanced at the monk who had been waiting for a long time, "Let's start."

The sound of curses echoed throughout the entire mourning hall. The auspicious time had passed, and the monks' scriptures seemed unable to dispel the haze filled with pain.

The guests looked at each other in bewilderment, but they also succumbed to the power of the Mu family. Since Mu Yingfeng did not recognize Cai Ninglian, they just pretended not to know him and laughed it off.

There were also quite a few media outlets present, but having learned from the lesson of that year's wedding, Mu Yingfeng only allowed a few media outlets with connections to come in and film, while the other media outlets with "malicious intentions" had long been stopped outside the entrance by security guards.

But after all, commemorating the eldest son of Mu is a big event. The eldest son of the Mu family, who was backed by the unfathomable power, died in a car accident. Such a confusing thing is worthy of all media to use various means to dig deep, and among them there is a young reporter who dared not to die and broke into the solemn mourning hall.

He did not enter the mourning hall directly, but used a telephoto camera from the outside to record this astonishing scene. From the moment Cai Ninglian broke into the mourning hall to the moment she was expelled, all the guests in the mourning hall were captured by his camera.

The young reporter did not pass the news to the newspaper because he knew the newspaper would not publish it, so he simply lay low and waited for the opportunity.

Cai Ninglian was imprisoned back in the sanatorium. Because of the death of Mu's eldest son, Mu Daying, who had no protection, was reported to have hysteria the following year and became crazy. Mu Yingfeng did not like to see this second daughter who brought shame to the family, so he threw Mu Daying into a remote villa in the same year. Song Si then hired some people to look after the eldest daughter of the Mu family who was no longer a significant person.

By then, the descendants of Cai Ninglian, the main branch of the Mu family, had either died or gone crazy, and gradually withdrew from the stage of competing for the top spot, buried in the long river of time, and occasionally when people talked about them, they would only receive a few sighs.

After that, Mu Yingfeng still frequently went in and out of the world of fame and fortune, and Song Si turned a blind eye and did not care about Mu Yingfeng's romantic affairs. But when Mu Yingfeng was in his forties or fifties, he brought back a woman from abroad. The woman was like a fairy who had descended to the earth, clean and bright, without any dust. Her whole body seemed to be covered with a halo. She was the one that Song Si envied the most at that time.

Even Song Si when he was young was not as good as that woman. That woman was like the moon in the sky, while Song Si was just the mud on the ground. There was no comparison between them at all.

At that time, the people in the main house called that woman the Fourth Madam. She didn't even have a name. She didn't cater to Mu Yingfeng, and even her eyes were cold and distant when she looked at Mu Yingfeng. She usually locked herself in a bedroom in the main house, and even the servants found it difficult to get a glimpse of her life. Except at night, when low sounds like the cry of a kitten could often be heard from the bedroom, it was quiet at other times.

People at that time suspected whether there was a fourth wife living there, until Mu Yingfeng welcomed his seventh son when he was fifty years old.

It is said that the seventh son's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Mu Yingfeng, and his features are very similar to the fourth wife. Mu Yingfeng had a son in his old age and loved him very much, but he also loved the fourth wife very much.

But on the day when the seventh son turned one year old, it was rumored that Mu Yingfeng fell seriously ill. The family affairs thereafter were handed over to Song Si and Mu Guichao to take care of. From then on, Mu Yingfeng was no longer seen in brothels. Many years later, it was rumored that the beautiful fourth wife had passed away and her funeral was hastily concluded.

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