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

"Let's go out for dinner together tonight?" After leaving the juvenile detention center, Shen He invited Mu Tingyun to have dinner together.

Mu Tingyun shook his head. "Not tonight. Uncle Ma called me and told me that my uncle's condition has worsened, and asked me to come over for dinner tonight."

"From Uncle Ma's tone, it seems quite serious. Shen He, I have to go to Dongye Villa and can't take you back."

Has Song Jingcheng's condition really worsened?

Shen He said absentmindedly: "It's okay, go visit my uncle, I can go back by myself."

"it is good."

The two of them went to the parking space holding umbrellas.

Passing by the bulletin board, Shen He stopped and stared at a wanted poster in a daze.

"A reward of five hundred thousand?"

It was rare to see a wanted poster with such a high reward, so Mu Tingyun leaned over and took a curious look at it.

"Zhou Wanghai, a top student from the College of Chemistry at University A, poisoned his girlfriend and roommate with homemade chemical drugs..."

After reading the content of the reward, Mu Tingyun made an objective analysis and said, "Letting such a highly intelligent chemistry student escape would be too harmful to society."

"No wonder there's a reward of half a million dollars."

Shen He stared at Zhou Wanghai's face, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

this person...

In the previous life, Yibao fell to his death, and the drug maker arrested by the police from the building had a face like this!

"Shen He?" Mu Tingyun waved his hand in front of Shen He and asked with a smile, "Why are you still in a daze?"

Shen He calmed himself down, shook his head and said, "I'm a little tempted when I see the reward of 500,000."

Mu Tingyun reminded Shen He: "Not to mention that we can't touch him at all, even if we do, you have to pretend not to recognize him. Wait until it's safe, then call to report him."

"Of course. Now, go ahead."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

After watching Mu Tingyun's car drive away, Shen He took out his cell phone and took a photo of the wanted poster.

*

The spring rain is drizzling.

Holding an umbrella, Mu Tingyun walked into Dongye Villa. Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he saw Song Jingcheng, wearing a coat and taking a nap on a rattan chair in the tea room.

Aunt Qin was cooking, and Ma Kai was helping Song Jingcheng tidy up things in the living room.

Mu Tingyun entered the room and saw the luggage piled up all over the room. He asked Ma Kai, "Uncle Ma, what are you doing?"

Ma Kai said, "Mr. Song is going to go out for a while to recuperate. I am sorting out my things."

"Where are we going to recuperate?" Mu Tingyun was surprised. "My uncle's condition has worsened. He should stay in Dongye. We have a mature medical team here..."

"Mr. Mu." Ma Kai interrupted Mu Tingyun.

He looked towards the tea room with a sad look in his eyes and sighed softly, "Mr. Song has worked hard all his life, he should relax a little."

These words sounded very ominous, like a farewell.

Mu Tingyun's heart tightened.

Even though he had already prepared for his uncle's death, Mu Tingyun felt sad as that day really approached.

Ma Kai reminded Mu Tingyun: "Mr. Song is waiting for you over there, Mr. Mu."

"I'll go over and take a look."

Mu Tingyun tiptoed to the tea room. Although he moved very quietly, he still woke up Song Jingcheng.

"Uncle, did I wake you up?" Mu Tingyun felt sorry.

Song Jingcheng shook his head, "My body hurts, I couldn't sleep in the first place." Lifting his coat, Song Jingcheng asked Mu Tingyun, "Why did you come so late?"

Song Jingcheng's voice sounds normal at first glance, but if you listen carefully you can tell that he is a little short of breath.

It seems that my uncle's condition has indeed worsened.

Mu Tingyun walked over to Song Jingcheng and squatted down.

Looking at his uncle's cold, sharp but pale face, Mu Tingyun felt very sad. He held Song Jingcheng's fingers and lowered his eyes sadly.

"Uncle, your hands are so cold."

"That's what it's like when you're sick, you're afraid of the cold and you're weak." Noticing the raindrops on Mu Tingyun's suit jacket, Song Jingcheng asked, "Is it raining outside?"

Mu Tingyun: "The rain is not heavy."

"You still have to keep warm. It's easy to catch a cold in this weather." Song Jingcheng asked Ma Kai to bring a dry towel, and he personally used the towel to wipe the water droplets off Mu Tingyun's shoulders.

Mu Tingyun squatted on the spot, his shoulders slightly shaking.

He is crying.

Looking at the young man squatting beside him, Song Jingcheng's dark and cold eyes were deep.

If he had not been killed by him once, Song Jingcheng would not have believed that this young man who was spoiled and cared for by him would commit the act of murdering his uncle.

Putting down the towel, Song Jingcheng pointed to the solid wooden chair opposite.

Mu Tingyun sat over.

Song Jingcheng stood up and went to the antique shelf. Mu Tingyun followed his gaze and immediately saw the lip glaze that looked out of place next to the pile of tea cans and boxes.

Mu Tingyun frowned.

When did my uncle get a woman?

Song Jingcheng took out a piece of letter paper from a book.

"Dr. Su Miao recently wrote to the Chinese Medical Clinic again. This is the original letter that the Chinese Medical Clinic sent to me."

Song Jingcheng handed the letter to Mu Tingyun.

"Tingyun, take this piece of paper and see if you can find any new clues."

Mu Tingyun quickly took the paper.

Looking down, Mu Tingyun subconsciously said, "The handwriting of Divine Doctor Su Miao looks very delicate."

Song Jingcheng asked him, "Do you think that the handwriting of Divine Doctor Su Miao looks more like that of a lady?"

Mu Tingyun was stunned. "Uncle, do you suspect that Divine Doctor Su Miao is not a man? Have we been looking in the wrong direction all along?"

"This is just my guess."

Mu Tingyun was a little annoyed, "Why didn't I think of it?"

"Because since ancient times, we have habitually ignored the power of women. Don't forget, the teacher said that women can also hold up half the sky."

"Tingyun." Song Jingcheng reminded him earnestly: "Never look down on women."

Mu Tingyun certainly knows that there are also great people among women.

But the women around him were not particularly outstanding.

Take the Mu family for example. The eldest sister Mu Xiangyi and the niece Mu Qing are two parasites who only know how to spend money.

As for Qin Yinong...

Qin Yinong was indeed arrogant when he was young, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

But in recent years, perhaps due to the influence of his illness, Qin Yinong has become more and more pretentious.

Her tears and doubts were almost wearing out Mu Tingyun's love for her.

As for Shen He...

That makes him even more of a bootlicker and a love-brained person.

Although he is smart, has good academic performance, is a top student, and runs his own studio very successfully.

But no matter how outstanding Shen He is, he is not as good as himself.

Mu Tingyun looked down on the women around him from the bottom of his heart, but he would not say such unpleasant words in front of his uncle.

"My uncle is right. I am narrow-minded."

"This genius doctor Su Miao has been working with the National Medical Center for more than 45 years. Next, I will focus on investigating female doctors over years old in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."

Song Jingcheng looked listless and nodded listlessly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Uncle, you have to wait for my good news." Mu Tingyun put the letter into his pocket.

Aunt Qin came over and reminded them that dinner was ready.

Mu Tingyun stood up and accompanied Song Jingcheng to the restaurant.

Noticing that Song Jingcheng barely moved his chopsticks throughout the meal, Mu Tingyun had no appetite either. After eating absentmindedly, Mu Tingyun stayed to play a game of chess with Song Jingcheng.

Mu Tingyun learned chess from Qin Yinong's father. His chess playing style is very aggressive and he has the momentum to kill everyone without leaving a single piece of armor.

In contrast, Song Jingcheng played chess calmly and neither impatiently nor passionately.

But every time they played chess, in the end, it was always Mu Tingyun who admitted defeat.

After eating Mu Tingyun's pawn, Song Jingcheng opened his shoulders and leaned back on the chair, sentencing Mu Tingyun: "You lose."

Mu Tingyun looked at the remaining game board and pursed his lips.

He was obviously very careful, thinking three steps before taking one step, but he still lost miserably to Song Jingcheng.

"My uncle's chess skills have improved a lot. It's really admirable." Mu Tingyun admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

Song Jingcheng shook his head, took off his glasses, pressed his temples, and said tiredly: "I'm tired, you go back first."

"Little uncle, have a good rest. I'll leave first."

Mu Tingyun put away the chess pieces, stood up and said goodbye.

I watched him walk around the screen and heard him talking to Aunt Qin and Ma Kai in the living room. Then he walked into the yard with an umbrella and left the villa.

"Ma Kai."

Ma Kai walked quickly to the tea room, "Mr. Song, what's wrong?"

"Have you packed your things?"

"It's almost done. We can move there tomorrow morning." Ma Kai was still a little worried. He said, "Mr. Song, the conditions in Qingshui District are average. Do we really want to move there?"

In Qingshui District, it’s quite close to where Shen He lives.

Song Jingcheng bought a retro small villa there, next to a park. Although the environment is quiet, the surrounding facilities are a bit poor.

Moreover, the houses in that area are densely packed and short, and it is extremely noisy, making it a famous market place in Qing City.

It is also far away from the hospital that Song Jingcheng often goes to.

"Don't worry." The best doctor lives over there, better than any hospital.

Knowing that Song Jingcheng had made up his mind, no one could change it, Ma Kai simply became a mute and stopped trying to persuade him.

"Oh, right." Song Jingcheng instructed Ma Kai: "Call Shen He and tell her that my condition has worsened recently. Ask her to ask grandma if there is any good prescription for pain relief."

"If so, please write a prescription for me and give it to Mu Tingyun, asking him to buy the herbs for me."

After hearing this, Ma Kai couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you fight yourself?"

Song Jingcheng said as a matter of course: "I called an unmarried girl in the middle of the night. What if she misunderstood that I was lonely and harassed her?"

Ma Kai's eyes widened. "I still have a wife and children! If I call a young woman in the middle of the night, she won't misunderstand me?"

"That's right, then I'll call myself." After saying that, Song Jingcheng immediately called Shen He.

Ma Kai was amazed.

Nerves.

Mr. Song obviously wanted to call Miss Shen, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he deliberately tried to find a legitimate reason from her.

He, Old Ma, is just a part of Mr. Song's flirtation with Miss Shen...

*

Shen He was eating barbecue with his grandmother at a late-night snack shop outside the community, with a bottle of Budweiser beer in front of each of them.

"Come on, cheers." Su Jin clinked glasses with Shen He, took a sip of wine, picked up the lamb chops and took a bite, commenting: "More cumin could be used." Life in this city is indeed colorful. She had lived such a hard life before.

Shen He said: "Not spicy enough."

At this time, the phone rang.

Shen He's cell phone was placed on the table, but the one ringing was the one in her bag. She felt a little dizzy at the moment, so she took out her cell phone without hesitation.

Seeing Shen He take out a phone that was the same as the case from his bag, Su Jin's eyes widened slightly and he asked Shen He, "Why did you buy two of the same phone?"

Shen He explained with a guilty conscience: "One is for work, the other is for life..."

Su Jin frowned, "Private life?"

Shen He wanted to argue, but Su Jin said, "Your phone is not only used to contact Song Jingcheng, right?"

Shen He's hair stood on end, frightened by Su Jin's sharp insight.

"let me see!"

Su Jin snatched the phone from Shen He's hand and answered it directly. As soon as he put it to his ear, he heard the male demon's voice: "Shen He, are you asleep?"

Su Jin sneered and mocked Song Jingcheng repeatedly: "Why are you still awake in the middle of the night and calling my granddaughter?"

"What do you want to talk about, Mr. Song? Romance? Ethics?

"I, an old woman, can chat with you for a while!"

Song Jingcheng was so scared that he couldn't hold the phone steadily and hung up on the spot.