The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

Li Jing stood at the side, looking extremely graceful and elegant. She waited step by step for the servant to come to her and reveal his identity.

When she heard the identities of the people in front of her, she had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't know whether she was the wife or had some other identity.

But when the servant stood in front of her, they looked at each other, and the servant widened his eyes as if facing a great enemy, and what he said was definitely not what Li Jing had expected.

"Didn't my aunt marry and move to Nanjing? Why are you back?"

The emotion the servant showed when facing Li Jing was not the surprise of not seeing each other for a long time, but a hint of vigilance as he was afraid that she would come to seize the family property.

The identities of the others were all extremely noble. After all, at the very least, they were still butlers. The servant's waist, which had been bent, suddenly straightened up when he walked to Mu Kunyou. His face was like a chameleon, which was full of respect before, but now turned into a face full of disgust.

"Go away! Get away from me, dirty beggar! Stop polluting our land! Do you know whose house this is? This is the famous Tu Mansion in S City, the home of martyrs whose entire family donated half of their property during the war. If it weren't for Master Tu's sudden death, I'm afraid this place would be packed with distinguished guests coming to burn incense for Master Tu. Humph! There's no place for a little beggar like you!"

The servant raised his chin and commented on his master like he knew everything about him, praising him as if he were a kind-hearted man who could go to heaven and earth.

"I'm not a beggar. I'm a famous fortune teller and feng shui master in S City. I dressed like this just to test your Tu Mansion. Now it seems that I'm afraid it won't work."

When you are away from home, you have to give yourself an identity. Anyway, the director did not give them a specific ID card, so what their specific identity is is still debatable.

Mu Kunyou stuffed the bowl in his hand into his arms, shook his head in a pretentious manner, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Originally, I noticed a dark aura lingering around your Tu Mansion, and I was thinking of coming to help you dispel some of it, but it seems we are not destined to be together."

After Mu Kunyou said this, the servant didn't dare to chase him away. Seeing that the man had already walked a few steps outside, he hurried forward and his attitude became more attentive.

"Master, Master, please don't leave! It's my bad attitude, it's my fault, it's my problem~"

The servant reacted in time and caught the "baggage" thrown by Mu Kunyou. He smiled and slapped himself twice on the face as if punishing him. Although he said it was a slap, the force was actually very light, just like a playful caress. However, by doing this, he gave everyone a very humble impression.

"Hmph! That's more like it."

Mu Kunyou also understood the principle of knowing when to quit. He nodded and returned to his original position.

"Today is the day our master of the Tu Mansion passed away. It is particularly difficult for you all to come here from afar. Please come into the mansion!"

The servant sang along loudly, and as his last ending note sounded, the funeral music that had been ringing in the Tu Mansion paused for a moment. The next moment, it seemed as if the sound was amplified and became brighter, reaching everyone's ears directly, and the lingering sound lingered.

Tu Fan and Wu Xi took the lead, Li Jing, Zhu Ping'an, Song Chuyi and other girls were holding hands in the middle, while Mu Kunyou was walking at the end, looking around cautiously.

The crowd slowly walked into the old house in this extremely different team, and the story had just begun.