exploitative petting

Mu Ci has been kneeling for ten hours.

Backache, back pain, stomach pain, dizzy hair, discomfort in every part of the body.

He helped his lower back, with a white face, and slowed down his breathing.Although he could hardly hold on anymore, but looking at the portrait of Mu Kun on the table, he thought to himself: He adopted him for ten years, and he knelt on him for eleven hours to be considered the most benevolent.

Of course, his benevolence is also purposeful.

The surrounding people who came to worship saw it, and they sighed and praised him: "You are a good boy, Mr. Mu didn't love you for nothing."

"Mr. Cheng is being polite. This is what I should do."

He returned piously and solemnly, causing Cheng Mingfu to sigh: "Poor thing, he went in a hurry. Alas, heaven is jealous of talents."

Mu Ci wanted to answer him very much: Be careful, Tian is also jealous of a talent like you!

But he held back, and shed two tears in a dignified manner, and said sadly: "Father knows that you miss him so much, and the spirit in heaven will be gratified."

When Cheng Ming heard this, his face froze, and he felt a little guilty for no reason.He and Mu Kun have known each other for a long time. Although they are good friends, they are also competitors in the shopping mall.As a businessman, he hoped that Mu Kun would die early, and it was not a day or two.

Cheng Ming thought of his petty thoughts, and felt ashamed to wait for a long time.He took the incense, bowed quickly, and slipped away.As soon as he left, a person came to light incense and worship.

Mu Ci was not feeling well and was bored on his knees, so he took a look at the person who came by, and was a little surprised when he saw it.The other party was very young, tall and strong, and very handsome.He was wearing a solemn black suit, with a stern face and a bad breath. When he looked over, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be provocative.

Mu Ci resented the look in his eyes.He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and couldn't help thinking: The people Mu Kun made friends with were all old businessmen with big brains, why did such a young guy appear?Thinking of this, a thought suddenly popped into his head.Could this man be Mu Kun's illegitimate son again, thinking of winning the inheritance after death?

It's not that Mu Ci thinks too much, Mu Kun had two illegitimate children before, and he still wanted to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.Fortunately, he was superior and dealt with them severely, and he didn't dare to show up at Mu Lao's funeral today.Is this a fish that slipped through the net?

The more Mu Ci thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and he couldn't help raising his head again, carefully looking at the young man beside him.

He has a long face with thin lines.Mu Kun has a round face and is a bit chubby. He occasionally smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.

His eyebrows are thick, and there is a small mole at the end of his right eyebrow.This is very different from Mu Kun. Mu Kun's eyebrows are very light and there are no small moles.

His eyes were dark and bright, and when he narrowed them, they were as deep as a cold pool.This is somewhat similar to Mu Kun, with the same sharp and hidden edge.

His nose bridge is straight, Mu Kun is not so tall.

His lips are very thin, with sharp lip lines, especially unlike Mu Kun.Mu Kun's lips are moderately thick, but soft and soft, and they are quite comfortable when kissing.

Mu Ci studied his facial features, and then went to his ears.There is a hole in the man's left ear, as if something has passed through it, which is a bit scary.And the right ear is sunken, the earlobe is very thick, and it will turn red after a long time.On the contrary, Mu Kun has a pair of protruding ears, which are very eye-catching.

This man is very different from Mu Kun.

Will it look like my mother?

Just as Mu Ci was thinking wildly, the man who was being stared at a little irritably spoke up.

"I'm next to Lu Yunzheng."

The man's voice was cold, and his eyes turned sharp as he looked over: "Young Master Mu, long time no see."

"Huh?" Mu Ci was confused by his words, frowned and asked, "Lu Yunzheng?"

"You don't remember me?"

"who are you?"

Lu Yunzheng sneered: "It seems that Mr. Mu is so forgetful."

"What do you mean?"

"Well. It's okay if you don't remember, I will find a time to catch up with Mr. Mu."

After Lu Yunzheng finished speaking, he left a meaningful smile and turned to leave.

baffling!

Mu Ci's body was very uncomfortable, and he was in no mood to deal with his mental illness, so he pulled himself together and continued to play his filial son.He checked the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.He has been kneeling for ten and a half hours, and his body is screaming with pain.He wants to rest, but he has another half hour to stay up.

Mu Kun raised him for ten years, and he knelt on him for eleven hours before he could be considered as benevolent.he thought bitterly.

When Lu Yunzheng walked out of Mu's villa, a Maybach parked outside.

Inside the luxury car, Gu Hanzhang saw him coming out and hurriedly opened the door.The smiling man stretched out his hand and dragged him in, and rushed forward with extra enthusiasm, his tone was exaggerated: "Lu Yunzheng, you look so handsome and cool in this black suit today, it's beyond description."

"Be serious!" Lu Yunzheng shouted in a low voice, pulling away the man's hands around his neck.With a cold face, his expression was serious: "Gu Hanzhang, today is your father's funeral."

Gu Hanzhang curled his lips and smiled prettily, but what he said was very cold: "What happened to the funeral? You think I care about this father? But, you are right, today is his funeral, what do you think we should do?" How about celebrating? Set off some fireworks? Throw an open-air party? Or—" He laughed wickedly again: "Why don't we fight three hundred in bed—"

"have you had enough!"

Lu Yunzheng glared at him resentfully, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.When he is in a bad mood, he likes to smoke, no, not smoking, but sniffing.Lit one, sniffed deeply, at the same time, looked deeply into the distance, ethereal and elusive.

Gu Hanzhang has been with him for a long time, and also fell in love with sniffing smoke.He snuggled into Lu Yunzheng's arms, closed his eyes and sniffed, and sighed comfortably: "Ah Zheng, why are you in a bad mood?"

Lu Yunzheng didn't answer, but sniffed the cigarette again, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "You are Mu Kun's biological blood, even if you are an illegitimate child, you should have the right to inherit. Now that Mu Kun is dead, you have nothing to do with that huge inheritance." Interested?"

Mu Kun is very rich.He has two gold mines in Africa, three vineyards in Thailand, seven properties in the UK, plus his collection of antique calligraphy and paintings, the total is about 800 billion.This is not a huge amount, but a sky-high price.

Anyone interested in this sky-high legacy.

Gu Hanzhang is no exception.However, being interested is one thing, daring to be interested is another.

Thinking of following his mother's last wish to recognize his ancestors four years ago, but being kicked out of the house, Gu Hanzhang felt both hatred and fear.At that time, Mu Kun not only refused to recognize him, but was even afraid that rumors would damage his reputation, which forced him to stay in Changlin City as a new entrepreneur.

It was an unbearable memory.

With gloomy eyes, Gu Hanzhang snatched the cigarette between the man's fingers, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath.His previous happy look seemed to be an illusion, and he said with a gloomy expression, "Ah Zheng, Mu Kun will leave all the inheritance to that despicable adopted son."

"why?"

"He likes him."

Lu Yunzheng frowned, clenched his fist, and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Gu Hanzhang's eyes were silent, he took another puff of cigarette, and said slowly: "You probably don't know the cause of Mu Kun's death. Infection from surgery." He said, and suddenly laughed: "Haha, do you know what surgery is? ? Cosmetic surgery is the kind of skin-lifting and wrinkle removal done by women. Haha, I have never seen a man care about his face as much as a woman. It's so ridiculous!"

He was about to cry.

Lu Yunzheng stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and was rare to be gentle: "Stop laughing, it's ugly."

Gu Hanzhang dodged his hand, smoked, and murmured: "He wants to be younger, I know, he just wants to be younger. Tell me, why does a man of his age care about that aging face? No You know? Let me tell you, because he loves Ci. He fell in love with a man who is more than 20 years younger than himself, so he wants to be young. Bah! It's disgusting!"

Lu Yunzheng was even more disgusting than him, and when he thought of Mu Ci's flattery and politeness under Mu Kun's old face, he wanted to vomit.

Bitch!He cursed secretly, grabbed the cigarette, and took a puff.

"Cough-cough-"

He, who is not good at smoking, was so choked that tears flowed out.

Seeing this action, Gu Hanzhang kept laughing: "Ha, Lu Yunzheng, you are so stupid, you still can't learn to smoke. Haha."

With a pale face, Lu Yunzheng stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Shut up!"

Gu Hanzhang couldn't keep his mouth shut, and recalled the previous topic again, and made a summary: "He is called an adopted son, but he is actually a lover. Mu Ci is really scheming and flexible!"

Lu Yunzheng was not in the mood to listen, and couldn't help shouting: "Stop talking!"

"I'll just say it!" Gu Yunzhang lost his temper. Not only did he not obey and shut up, he even shook the man's arm and asked, "Ah Zheng, tell me, such a man still cares about his reputation and refuses to recognize me. What qualifications does he have?" ? Why should he!"

Lu Yunzheng ignored him, and turned to look at Liu Fei in the driver's seat: "Let's drive."

Although Liu Fei tried his best to pretend to be an invisible person in front of the two masters, after hearing this sentence, he said "yes" and started the engine.

The low-key Maybach drove slowly, and then left Mu's villa.

When the car was moving, Lu Yunzheng couldn't help but look back at the villa, and then, as if responding to Gu Hanzhang's question earlier, he murmured: "Yes! Such a man still pretends to refuse to recognize me, he What qualifications? Why does he have it!"

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