When the old lady saw her looking outside, she burst into tears. She was so frightened that she quickly got a sticker for her: "Momo, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Is it because of Mr. Mu?"
Qiao Momo didn't explain to grandma, she just took a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Grandma, let's go to Mu's house."
The atmosphere in the Mu family today is very gloomy, all white, and tinged with sadness.
Qiao Momo got out of the car and walked into the living room step by step. She found that everyone who was supposed to be there was here, but Wang Sisi was not there.
Finally, Qiao Momo saw Mu Xiuhan standing silently next to him. He did not wear a mask today, and the scars on his face were still there. When he saw Qiao Momo, his eyes changed from dark to bright, and finally locked
The tenderness in her eyes could not be concealed.
Qiao Momo also looked at him. She had a thousand words to say, but could not utter a single word. She walked directly to him, stretched out her warm fingers, and pressed them tightly and quietly into the man's generous palm.
, and held him gently.
Mu Xiuhan's eyes were slightly surprised, and he looked sideways at her, but Qiao Momo pursed her lips at him.
Mu Xiuhan subconsciously and greedily squeezed her soft little hand tightly, as if all his sadness had been soothed.
No one present cared that they suddenly became so close. Everyone was immersed in the sadness of Mr. Mu's death. There were three lawyers present. When he saw that everyone was here, he opened the old man's will and announced it on the spot.
"The heir to the company is Mr. Mu Chixuan."
Mu Chixuan's eyes widened in disbelief, ecstasy beating in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it, he could only hold back, but his heart fell to the ground.
"Mu Xiuhan will inherit 13% of the equity, and Mu Yunhuai will inherit 20%..."
The lawyer read out the will, saying that Mr. Mu's brothers, sisters, nephews, etc. all received a certain amount of property. In the end, Qiao Momo received a share of five million in property.
Qiao Momo looked up in shock. She didn't expect that the old man would leave money to her, but she had already divorced Mu Xiuhan.
Mu Xiuhan was also surprised. He raised his eyes and looked at the kindly smiling old man in the middle of the flower group. It turned out that his grandfather was not heartless and even left a sum of money for Momo. Was he too stubborn? Was he being raped?
Blinded by the strong hatred, I couldn't realize that my grandpa was actually not such a heartless and cold person.
At this moment of awakening, it was already too late.
"Please invite the male masters of the Mu family to come here with me. The old man has something to explain to you."
Qiao Momo let go of Mu Xiuhan's hand and stood quietly.
Mu Xiuhan followed his father to the side hall.
Qiao Momo suddenly wanted to go upstairs to have a look, because she never had the chance to go upstairs. The old lady followed her, the servants were busy doing other things, and no one came to stop her.
Qiao Momo went upstairs and saw a servant cleaning the old man's room, and a box full of old things next to it.
"What are these?" Qiao Momo couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, these are all the things that the old man locked in the cabinet when he was alive. I cleaned them all out and took them down and burned them."
Qiao Momo's heart felt sad, and her tears couldn't stop flowing upwards.
When a person dies, everything that belongs to him will be burned clean, and the traces of this person left in the world will slowly disappear, and in the end, they can only live in the memories of others.
It's really sad...
Qiao Momo knelt down and suddenly saw a photo album.
Her heart skipped a beat, she bent down, picked up the photo album, and opened the first page with trembling fingers.
It was a family photo. The old man looked very young. Next to him stood Uncle Mu and a very gentle, elegant and beautiful woman. In the old man's arms was a cute little boy, who looked about three or four years old and was smiling.
Very happy.
"This is his... mother." Qiao Momo chuckled. Seeing Mu Xiuhan's appearance as a child, her heart felt soft. She didn't know whether the child in her belly would grow up to be the same as before.
Same as him.
"Hey, is this Xiu Han? He's chubby and so cute." The old lady also turned her head to look and said with a smile.
Qiao Momo looked back and saw how Mu Xiuhan was growing up. Later, there was another family photo. Mu Xiuhan was still there, but he was standing next to him, his young and mature face full of worries.
, Wang Sisi hugged her son and smiled from ear to ear. The old man became even more majestic.
Qiao Momo's heart felt inexplicable pain, and she didn't dare to look back, because after having Wang Sisi, Mu Xiuhan no longer had a smile on his face.
A photo suddenly fell out of the photo album.
Qiao Momo knelt down, picked it up, opened it and took a look...
"This is not... cloud..." The old lady also saw it and covered her mouth, not daring to scream.
Qiao Momo looked at the man in the photo. He was sitting on a chair with a stern face. It should have been taken before he was injured.
"Grandma, you guessed it right, he is Mu Xiuhan." Qiao Momo finally saw the uninjured photo of Mu Xiuhan. All her suspicions disappeared. She didn't need to confirm anything anymore. The photo in front of her
, enough to prove everything.
"Then your child is Xiu Han's? Oh my god, my heart can't bear it anymore." The old lady was surprised and happy.
Qiao Momo quickly put the photo into her handbag and raised her finger to the old lady: "Grandma, please keep your voice down, okay?"
The servant came over and said, "Miss Qiao, why are you still here? Get down quickly, this is the old man's room, and you are not from the Mu family anymore."
"Okay, let's go." Qiao Momo had already gotten the answer she wanted, and her mood was not as exciting or angry as she had imagined. She was very calm, so calm that even she was surprised.
The old lady couldn't hide her excitement. This was really unexpected.
"He's pretty good at pretending." Qiao Momo mocked.
"He must be loyal, Momo, please don't quarrel with him?" The old lady just hopes that they can reconcile as before.
"I won't quarrel with him now." Qiao Momo suppressed her tumbling emotions. What was the quarrel about? What could make her happier than at this moment?
It turned out that he played two roles, but he only approached her. This bitch... deceived her so hard.
Now it was finally time for her to counterattack. Qiao Momo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. If she could forgive him so easily, that wouldn't work. In the past six months, she had lived a rough life and was frightened. She must get some back.
Interest comes.
Mu Xiuhan walked out of the living room and saw Qiao Momo and the old lady standing in the corner. He walked straight over.
When Qiao Momo saw him, her heart strings twitched and her heart palpitated.
"Why didn't you see Wang Sisi?" Qiao Momo asked him in a low voice.
Mu Xiuhan immediately told what happened yesterday. Qiao Momo's beautiful eyes were shocked: "It turns out that Wang Sisi is the murderer behind the scenes. How did you find her?"
"She came to me first." Mu Xiuhan lowered his tone.
"Then...where is Lu Ning? Wang Sisi should be able to confess her." Qiao Momo felt that Wang Sisi deserved to die, but the person who set the fire was Lu Ning, and Lu Ning couldn't stay out of it.
"Next, it's her turn." Mu Xiuhan clenched his iron fist.
Qiao Momo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel happy for him: "It's great that the murderer has finally been brought to justice."
The coldness on Mu Xiuhan's face disappeared, leaving only tenderness: "Momo, where do you live now?"
Qiao Momo's expression lit up, haha, she asked knowingly.
The old lady beside her also suppressed her smile and said deliberately: "Momo, I'll have a sip of tea over there while you chat."
"Okay, grandma." Qiao Momo crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and said to Mu Xiuhan, "I live in a man's house now."
Mu Xiuhan thought she would make up a lie to comfort him, but he didn't expect that she would actually say this, and he narrowed his eyes.
"What kind of man? Momo, have you found a new love?" Mu Xiuhan pretended to be jealous, his tone slightly unhappy.
"Yes, I have someone else." A faint smile appeared on Qiao Momo's lips.
The tenderness on Mu Xiuhan's face solidified, and he stared at Qiao Momo with a melancholy expression: "Are you in love with him?"
"Yes, if you don't love her, how can you live in his house?" Qiao Momo rolled her eyes at him, then touched her belly: "The child I am carrying is his."
Mu Xiuhan couldn't laugh or cry. This woman... stopped pretending?