Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Lu Tian didn't sleep all night last night. She wore all black and didn't wear any makeup. She looked haggard.

She really wasn't in the mood to argue with the Jian family in the nursing home, and she had just received a call from the Lu family, and her family members were coming over soon.

To be honest, Lu Tian didn't want his family to see these speechless scenes.

So without waiting for Jian Yunzhen to say anything else, Lu Tian stepped forward, nodded slightly, and said sincerely:

"Aunt, many of Dad's relatives and friends will be coming to see him for the last time. If you have anything to say, please wait until after the funeral. I've already arranged a hotel for everyone, and I'll have the driver take you there right away."

Jian Yunzhen said coldly:

"I came to my brother's house, and you actually arranged for us to stay in a hotel?"

Mu Yunzhu's temper was such that she seemed to be about to lose her temper.

Lu Tian looked up and stared into Jian Yunzhen's eyes:

"Aunt, you are guests coming from afar, so you should be accommodated at home. But none of you have come to see Dad in all these years, and we are not sure whether you will come at all. The guest room at home is completely untidy."

Lu Tian saw the driver nod towards him from the corner of his eye, and his eyes turned even colder.

"We've lost a loved one so suddenly, and the whole family is in deep grief. We really don't have the energy to catch up with my aunt and my brothers and sisters-in-law right now. The car is ready. You can go to the hotel and rest first. It won't be too late to go after the memorial service starts."

Just as Lu Tian finished speaking, a hand suddenly reached out and pushed her.

A tall and strong man said in a fierce voice:

"It's not your turn to interfere when the elders are talking. Who do you think you are?"

Lu Tian was almost pushed down, but fortunately Mu Yunzhu behind her helped her up.

Her face darkened, and she was about to explode when a man strode in:

"Since these people are not here sincerely to attend the funeral, drive them out."

Jian Muye had a gloomy face. He had changed into a black suit and was followed by Fang Zhuo and the driver.

Seeing him, Jian Yunzhen's expression froze, and the man who had pushed Lu Tian just now took a step back.

Jian Muye went straight to Lu Tian and asked, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Lu Tian shook his head: "Fortunately, Mom supported me."

Mu Yunzhu was so angry that she immediately complained:

"Son, you came at the perfect time. Your father's crappy relatives came to snatch your inheritance right after he died."

"That's hilarious! I've never seen anything like that before. Your mother has lived for most of her life and has never seen such a shameless person."

Jian Muye and Lu Tian: "..."

You haven't seen it because you are it.

Have you forgotten that you thought Mu Fucheng was dead and ran to fight for the inheritance with the pregnant An Nansheng?

For some reason, Jian Muye and Lu Tian both recalled the good things Mu Yunzhu had done in the past, and they didn't know if this was retribution.

Jian Yunzhen began to play the victim:

"Muye, we both have the surname Jian, and you belong to the Jian family. You know how excessive your mother and your wife are..."

Jian Muye said coldly: "Then can I change my surname to Mu?"

Jian Yunzhen didn't expect this reaction from him and was stunned for a moment: "..."

Jian Muye ordered in a deep voice: "Drive them out."

Fang Zhuo and the driver immediately stepped forward and stopped Jian Yunzhen who was about to pounce on them.

The driver and bodyguard outside rushed in after hearing the noise, and a fight broke out between the two sides.

Jian Muye didn't care at all. He just glanced at Mu Yunzhu, shook Lu Tian's hand, and whispered:

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lu Tian gently patted his dust-free shoulder and said softly:

"Go stay with Dad for a while."

Jian Muye nodded and entered the room.