The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Let's go find You Mu. I'm his uncle. Can you, a little nurse, understand a little bit? Be careful not to lose your job!"

"Gentlemen, you are not allowed to make loud noises here. Please take a look at the warning on the left." Faced with the unreasonable family members of the patient, the nurse was somewhat helpless. She suppressed her temper and pointed to the warning posted on the left wall.

"I don't care about anything else, just call him out first." The middle-aged man in a suit ignored the advice and pointed at the door and asked the nurse to open it.

"Sir, please lower your voice." The nurse reminded him several times. Thinking that if the other party continued to make a noise, she would call the head nurse over.

The door opened, and You Mu stood by the door, looking up at the two people outside: "Looking for me... something?"

"Oh, nephew, I finally see you. Your uncle, it's so difficult to see you now! I don't know what the Chi family is thinking!"

"That's right! He blocked our calls and refused to answer them. What is he doing? Nephew, you have to know that we are a family. You can imagine what Chi Zhen is trying to do by holding you hostage!"

It was difficult to approach her in the past, but there were many people in the hospital, and when they heard that Chi Yuan was in trouble, they came over immediately.

The two of them sang the same tune and tried their best to discredit Chi Zhen in front of You Mu.

"If you have anything to say, go over there and talk." The corridor was not a place to talk, and the nurse was very embarrassed. You Mu spoke up to help and took the two noise makers to the corner of the stairs.

"Nephew, do you still remember your uncle? When you were a child, I often hugged you! I have missed you so much over the years, but it's a pity that your father... Oh, let's not talk about him... Everything is fine in the Song family now, come home with your uncle."

The short-haired man with glasses said this and reached out to grab You Mu's wrist.

You Mu dodged sideways and took half a step back.

This act of resistance seemed to have angered the two men. They suddenly became irritable, frowned, and scolded loudly: "You Mu, what do you mean by this? Do you not want to recognize your uncle?"

"You are a member of the Song family, how can you not acknowledge your ancestors?"

"My surname is You."

The man with glasses was a little angry, and just as he was about to lose his temper, someone next to him pulled his sleeve.

He remembered the purpose of his visit today, and patiently persuaded her in a gentle voice:

"Then it's legitimate for you to stay in the Chi family? Do you know what the outside world says about you? What's so good about the Chi family? Chi Yu is helping you manage the You family's company on the surface, but you can imagine that he just wants to embezzle it! Even the little inheritance your mother left for you will be swallowed up by him!"

"Child, uncle is doing this for your own good, why don't you believe it?"

The noisy voices of the two people made You Mu's ears hurt. He rubbed the hair beside his ears and leaned against the railing of the stairs, not being fooled.

"The Chi family is not good, but the Song family is not necessarily good either. Chi Zhen will embezzle my money, what about you? What are you planning? Do you think I don't know?"

"Song Feng is the one who manages the Song family now, right? Are you two trying to use my inheritance and those shares to surpass Song Feng and gain the right to speak?"

The two were slightly embarrassed when their problem was pointed out, but soon, under their thick skin, they began to quibble:

"...Isn't it our duty to help each other? Even if we need it, the uncles just want to borrow it to alleviate the urgent need..."

"How can you talk like that, kid? Can your uncles harm you? We are all family. These are originally the Song family..."

"That's mine. My things can only be mine." Interrupting the other party's defense, You Mu continued:

"Also, I don't have any uncles, so don't always act like an elder. I know exactly what you are thinking. Go back and look in the mirror more often and practice your forced smile. Your thoughts are clearly visible on your face."

"If you want to pretend to be a good person, you should at least put on a human skin first, right?" Regardless of what Song Lan did, the reason why she had a difficult delivery was inseparable from the secret manipulation of these two people.

It's really cruel to attack a pregnant woman.

Similar to the Chi family, the Song family is also a family business, and the management positions within the industry are almost all occupied by members of the Song family.

This model is conducive to unity and cooperation, but it also has many disadvantages.

After Song Lan's death, the Song family's assets once again returned to Mr. Song's hands, and the other party entrusted the management of the company to highly paid talents, and Mr. Song became the person in charge of overall control.

The two "uncles" in front of You Mu tried their best to get Song Lan down, but got nothing.

Later, Song Feng and Song Shuang, who had developed abroad, returned to China. After Mr. Song passed away, the management rights were handed over to Song Feng.

After decades of hard work, the two men didn't get much in return, so they were naturally anxious.

"you!"

How could the two of them endure being scolded with connotation? They were also elders in the Song family and had never been ridiculed by the younger generation, so they were naturally furious.

He raised his hand to strike, his arm swung in a semicircle in the air. When it was about to fall, it was suddenly stopped.

"Song Yu, if you are sick, go get an injection to avoid wasting time and damaging your nerves."

Following the sound, he turned around suddenly and saw Chi Zhen standing behind him. He had no idea when he came here and Song Yu was startled.

Having suffered a loss at the hands of Chi Zhen, Song Yu didn't dare to provoke him. His momentum weakened a bit and he no longer had the arrogance to teach someone a lesson.

Shaking off the other person's arm, Chi Yu took the handkerchief from Assistant Chen, wiped his hands, and threw them into the trash can in front of Song Yu's bleak face.

"Let's go and send Chi Yuan off for the last time."

Separating himself from the Song family, Chi Zhen walked forward a few steps, put his arm around You Mu's shoulder, and walked back with his men.

"Hey……"

Seeing the two of them leave like this, Song Cheng was unwilling to give up and wanted to chase after them, but Chi Zhen turned around and gave him a sinister look. He was fine, but his brother beside him was froze in place with his hair standing on end.

"Brother, you want more..." Song Cheng turned around in confusion as his arm was pulled.

"Let's... go back first. Let's go back first." With cold sweat oozing out of his palms, Song Yu pulled his brother downstairs quickly.

He had seen Chi Zhen's eyes before. The last time he saw them was many years ago, and he almost died.

The competition project was set up by Chi Zhen. He was young and hot-headed, and was very angry that Chi Zhen, who was a few years younger than him, always took the lead. So he secretly drugged the other party and found a group of gangsters to teach him a lesson.

When I went to see a play, I saw a circle of people lying in a corner, each holding their heads and crying and begging for mercy. The only one who refused to admit defeat was being punched in the eye sockets by bloody fists, and his eyeballs and nose were broken.

He wanted to run away, but his fists came towards him...

That time, Song Yu nearly died and lay in bed for several months. His father paid a lot of money and secretly apologized to the old man of the Chi family. After the old man of the Chi family nodded, the matter was settled.

After many years, Song Yu thought that he was no longer afraid... He thought it was all over...

Chi Yuan was sent for cremation and eventually became a jar of ashes.

The burial date was set for the end of the month, and the location was in the cemetery she had originally reserved.

In the early years, Chi Yuan broke off relations with the Chi family in order to pursue You Fangxi.

The old man of the Chi family was not a man with overflowing fatherly love. He felt that Chi Yuan was not like himself, and that what happened to Chi Yuan in the past had made him lose face in Rongcheng, so he was unwilling to even attend the funeral.

Chi Yuan didn't have many friends, and when it came to the funeral, she couldn't even get a row together. There were very few people who showed up.

Chi Hua did come, and brought Chi Xuanming with him. The plaster on his leg had been removed, but he was still using a cane for maintenance. Although his movements were inconvenient, he still staggered over and sent a bunch of chrysanthemums as a prayer.

People who came to pay their respects came and went, and finally You Mu was the only one left standing in front of the tombstone.

The clouds in the sky were very low, it was cloudy, the wind and clouds were changing rapidly, and it started to rain soon.

As he reached out to wipe away the water stains that had dripped onto the black and white photo, a black umbrella was held over his head.

You Mu knew who it was. He didn't turn around, but squatted in front of Chi Yuan's tombstone and asked with his head down: "She is your sister. She died. Aren't you sad?"

"It was her choice. She wasn't sad. My emotions didn't mean anything to her."

The man's tone remained calm, and his expression didn't change much.

It seemed that even if the sky fell, it could not reveal his emotional ups and downs.

"...a lot of truth." You Mu looked up at the man's face for a long while, but couldn't grasp anything from it. At most, his gray pupils seemed a little darker than before.

Retracting his gaze, You Mu looked at the two tombstones side by side. He looked at Chi Yuan's bright smile in the photo, sighed, and said his final farewell to Chi Yuan softly:

"I hope he is still waiting for you... If you don't find him, in your next life, don't take feelings too seriously and think more about yourself."

The rain got heavier, and the raindrops hit the umbrella, making a dripping sound.

"Go back." Chi Zhen gave a timely reminder.

"understood."

The raindrops were getting heavier and heavier. In the misty rain, the black umbrella tilted toward the lower side. The two people walking under the umbrella gradually approached each other and walked side by side. The figures gradually blurred and disappeared at the end of the cemetery.