So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

"I'm telling you the truth. Song Jingcheng not only knew that his mother did those things, he even knew the crazy woman's plan in advance, but he didn't tell you."

"You think your uncle is really a gentleman?"

"Mu Tingyun, no one in the Song family wants you to survive!" After saying so much, Mu Xiao was completely exhausted.

He leaned against the pillow and gasped for air.

He panted and shook his head, looking as if he was extremely disappointed with Mu Tingyun.

"You take a rest. I'll go back first and come to see you tomorrow." Mu Tingyun tried his best to remain calm.

As soon as he left the ward, his handsome face was cracked into countless cracks.

A strange and sinister aura surrounded him.

He stood at the window of the elevator hall and smoked a cigarette. After making sufficient mental preparation, he took out his cell phone and called Song Jingcheng.

"Uncle, where are you?"

After asking for Song Jingcheng's address, Mu Tingyun smoked another cigarette before leaving the hospital and heading straight to the Song family's old house to find Song Jingcheng.

On the way, he received a call from Shen He.

"Mu Tingyun, where are you? I didn't see you in the hospital." Shen He went back to the hospital to find Mu Tingyun, but found that he was gone, and the car parked in the underground garage was also gone.

Shen He was a little annoyed when she realized that Mu Tingyun had left her alone.

Mu Tingyun was in a very bad mood. When he received Shen He's call, he said expressionlessly, "I have something to do. You can take a taxi back by yourself."

Mu Tingyun hung up the phone ruthlessly, turned his phone to silent mode, and refused to answer anyone's calls.

Shen He was so angry at Mu Tingyun's attitude that he sneered repeatedly.

"You bastard, what kind of man are you to lose your temper with me?"

Shen He was also in a bad mood.

Shen He was upset because of Mu Xiangyi at noon and Mu Tingyun at night. He searched on WeChat and finally found Melody.

She asked Melody: [Sister Melody, is there a game? It's confidential, no one will disturb you, and you can just chat but not sleep with me.]

Sister Melody: [Come to the Nebula District Headquarters, there is a water purification bureau. ]

Xingyun District is the political center of Qing City, and the old government building is there. The wealthy families with real background in Qing City also live there.

The hidden wealthy Song family is located in the Nebula District.

After Shen He received the news, he took a taxi directly to the club headquarters in the Xingyun District.

*

Song Jingcheng hasn't returned to the Song family's old house in Xingyun District for some time.

But today is the day every month when he has dinner with his old mother. As long as his health allows, Song Jingcheng will come and have dinner with his mother.

A hundred years ago, after the Mu family took over the Song family's property, the Song family's ancestral home was severely damaged and became a dangerous building and was demolished.

After the Song family regained their footing, they rebuilt the current Song Garden in the style of the Republic of China on the site of the old house.

Song Garden was built with a unique style, perfectly integrating the Jiangnan courtyard with the ancient buildings of the Republic of China. In this season, the pink lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom.

Accompanied by Ma Kai, Song Jingcheng walked slowly all the way to Old Madam Song's small building.

Mrs. Song’s name is Chu Zhi and she is 77 years old this year.

Since her husband Song Changan passed away, Chu Zhi has lived in seclusion, rarely going out. When she has nothing to do, she just strolls around the yard, copies scriptures and chants Buddhist scriptures.

When Song Jingcheng arrived, dinner in Chu Zhi's room had already been prepared.

The housekeeper who had taken care of her for half her life was a aunt in her fifties named Ajing.

Seeing Song Jingcheng coming towards the small building from a distance, Ah Jing quickly turned around and went into the Buddhist hall, "Madam, Jingcheng is back."

Chu Zhi raised her head slowly.

She has a stylish short hair that goes over her ears, with the hair slightly curled back, revealing a high and full forehead.

Even though there are wrinkles on her forehead, it does not detract from her elegant temperament at all.

Putting down the long brush, Chu Zhi stood up with the help of A Jing. She straightened her pleated silk cheongsam and said to A Jing, "Get ready for dinner."

Song Jingcheng walked into the living room and happened to meet Chu Zhi coming out of the Buddhist hall.

"mom."

Song Jingcheng bowed to her, his movements so standard that it felt like an invisible ruler was pressing against his abdomen.

As soon as he entered the small building, Ma Kai became serious and tense.

Chu Zhi nodded slightly and extended her right hand towards Song Jingcheng.

On her slender wrist, she wore an imperial green bracelet.

Song Jingcheng held Chu Zhi's hand lightly and accompanied her to the restaurant.

After Chu Zhi sat down, Song Jingcheng walked around to his seat, pulled out a chair, and sat down properly.

The sitting posture is elegant and standard.

After returning to Song Garden, Song Jingcheng looked like a nobleman in a movie or TV series who could not be faulted in etiquette. His every move, every breath and every blink of an eye was restrained and well-behaved.

Chu Zhi stared at him for a moment and said softly, "You've lost weight again, but your complexion looks rosier than last time."

"Have you had a good rest recently?" Chu Zhi could easily see through the changes in Song Jingcheng.

Song Jingcheng did not hide it, he said: "I changed to a new calming aromatherapy, the effect is quite good."

"That's a good thing."

"You are too thin. You should eat more." Chu Zhi picked up the serving chopsticks and gave some of each dish to Song Jingcheng.

Chu Zhi has only been a vegetarian in recent years.

The vegetarian dishes were also very tempting, but Song Jingcheng's sense of taste had deteriorated severely and he could not taste the deliciousness of the dishes at all.

He had no appetite, but still ate all the food Chu Zhi picked for him.

Chu Zhi was very satisfied.

After dinner, Chu Zhi pulled him aside for a chat.

First he asked about his health, then about his work, and finally he returned to the old topic -

"When are you going to get married?"

Song Jingcheng frowned and said subconsciously: "With my body, marrying anyone would only delay their life..."

"There are countless good girls in Qing City who don't mind being widows of the Song family." Chu Zhi smiled at Song Jingcheng and said, "If you are willing, I can find hundreds or thousands of girls who suit your taste for you."

Song Jingcheng frowned.

"Respectfully presented."

Chu Zhi gently stirred the tea with the lid, stared at the rippling water with her eyes downcast, and said in a light tone: "A hundred years ago, the Mu family bullied my Song family because their descendants were extinct, and bullied your great-grandfather because he was old and helpless, and ate my Song family."

"Your grandfather could never get over this matter until his death."

"Jingcheng, are you going to let the Song family's experience a hundred years ago happen again? Do you want me to become the sinner of the Song family?"

"How can I explain to your father, your grandfather, and your great-grandfather if you want me to go to hell?"

Ever since Song Jingcheng became seriously ill, Chu Zhi has urged him to get married every time they have a meal.

In the past, they were just a few words, and they didn't sound very serious.

But none of them was as serious as today.

Knowing that he couldn't fool around, Song Jingcheng took a step back and said, "I will consider this matter carefully."

"Don't think about it." Chu Zhi put down the teacup in her hand and said, "You have been chatting with me for more than 20 minutes. The medicine should be taking effect now."

Medicinal effect?

Song Jingcheng's face suddenly darkened.

"Mom, did you drug me?" Song Jingcheng expected that Chu Zhi would not give up easily, but he did not expect that Chu Zhi would drug him personally!

"Jingcheng, your sense of taste has declined and you can't taste the medicine." Chu Zhi told Song Jingcheng: "I drugged you. Now, even if you want to go to the hospital to induce vomiting, it's too late."

"In your room and in the room over at Dongye Villa, there are clean, young and beautiful girls waiting for you."

Chu Zhi stood up by holding the armrest of the chair. She said, "Tonight, no hospital will see you."

"Jingcheng, don't make mom sad."

After Chu Zhi finished speaking, she returned to the Buddhist temple without looking back.