Chapter 892： His sister

Bai Liyue considered that the people of the Dongfang family were hostile to them now, and didn't want to disturb their mood, so she planned to take a look from a distance to show her respect.

Mu Jingchen stopped and nodded lightly.

The servant who received the condolence guests by the cemetery immediately spotted Mu Jingchen and the two and walked towards them.

"Hello, are you two here to mourn my wife?"

Mu Jingchen replied: "Yes."

The servant politely made a please gesture: "Thank you, please go directly."

"No, please help us pass this bunch of flowers, we won't go there."

Bai Liyue handed a bunch of white flowers to the servant.

The servant was stunned, and did not go to inquire, directly took the flowers over, and shook his head helplessly.

In the past, who didn't want to build a relationship with the Dongfang family in Jiangcheng?

But now, his wife is a guilty person, and no one wants to walk too close to the Dongfang family, and even send the flowers to him.

Sure enough, the world has changed.

Bai Liyue saw the servant's thoughts and did not explain, she directly addressed Mu Jingchen and said, "Let's go."

The rain was getting worse and worse, Mu Jingchen reached out his arm around her waist, tilted the umbrella a little toward her, and turned around to leave.

"stop!"

A calm and angry voice sounded behind them.

Mu Jingchen and Bai Liyue turned their heads at the same time and saw Dongfang Zhenhua walking towards them with a hostile face.

When seeing a bunch of white flowers in the hands of the servant in front of them, Dongfang Zhenhua immediately snatched the flowers, threw them to the ground, and stomped a few feet.

"You still have the face to come to my wife's cemetery! You are here to laugh at my Dongfang family!"

Mu Jingchen glanced at the flower on the ground that was smashed by Dongfang Zhenhua, and raised his eyes: "Master Dongfang, my wife and I just came to visit Mrs. Dongfang today, and have no other intentions."

Dongfang Zhenhua snorted coldly.

"If it hadn't been for you to keep investigating Wan Rong's affairs, my wife would not have died, and now I dare to come to my wife's funeral blatantly, Mu Jingchen, are you too arrogant!"

Facing Dongfang Zhenhua’s angry face, Mu Jingchen said sternly: “Master Dongfang, Wan Rong has done a lot of evil. She was brought to justice.

As for Mrs. Dongfang's matter, I apologize deeply, but if she acted frankly, she would not be involved in this incident. In the final analysis, her fate now is her own reason. "

Mu Jingchen spoke straightforwardly, staying in a high position all the time, and never said smooth words.

Nowadays, although it is a statement of facts, it has not considered the time and place, or even the bearing capacity of the Eastern family.

As soon as Dongfang Zhenhua heard this, his blood rose and his face flushed: "What did you say! What do you mean, if you took someone to kill my wife, it was my wife's fault!"

Mu Jingchen's eyes moved slightly, and he said indifferently: "Yes."

"Mu Jingchen, you are deceiving too much!"

Dongfang Zhenhua couldn't control his emotions anymore, and he squeezed his fists and ignored his preparations to make a move towards Mu Jingchen.

Fortunately, the rest of the Dongfang family hurried over, Dongfang Han stopped him in time.

"Father, today is the funeral of the mother, what are you doing!"

Dongfang Zhenhua trembled with anger, raised his right finger to Mu Jingchen, and said angrily: "Look, this is your good brother, who killed your mother, dare to come to your mother's funeral!"

Dongfang Han looked at Mu Jingchen, his complexion covered with a haze, and his mood was low.

He said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Just as Mu Jingchen was about to speak, Bai Liyue tugged at his cuff and reminded in a low voice: "Today is the day when Mrs. Dongfang is buried, speak a little more tactfully."

She stood beside Mu Jingchen, fearing that Mu Jingchen's outspoken temperament would annoy the people of the Dongfang family.

Mu Jingchen glanced at Bai Liyue, looked at Dongfang Han and replied: "I just came to condolences Mrs. Dongfang, don't have any other intentions."

"No, you go quickly, my mother won't want to see you either."

Dongfang Han directly issued an order to chase off the guests, which was obviously a bit repulsive to Mu Jingchen.

Mu Jingchen didn't say much, holding Bai Liyue's hand, and said: "Let's go."

The two left the cemetery under the watchful eyes of the Dongfang family.

Dongfang Han looked at the backs of the two in the rain curtain, his eyes full of gloomy colors.

He and Mu Jingchen are good brothers of life and death.

But now, there is a barrier between the mother, and I am afraid it will be difficult to go back to the past.

…

When Mu Jingchen and Bai Liyue walked out of the cemetery, the rain was slightly less.

When the two of them walked in the direction of the parking lot, not far away, an extended luxury car parked at the entrance of the cemetery.

This car is a global limited edition, you can't buy it if you have money.

No need to guess, it is a means of transportation for the royal family.

After the limited edition luxury car, it also followed two ordinary low-luxury cars.

After parking, a dozen men in blue court guard uniforms got in and out of the two cars behind.

They were well-trained and lined up neatly at the entrance of the cemetery, leaving a road in the middle.

Then, two of the guards stepped forward, opened the door of the luxury car, hunched over, and helped the person inside.

Sitting in the luxury car are the Huangfu Yuncheng brothers.

Huangfu Yuncheng and Dongfangyi got out of the car together.

Huangfu Yuncheng held Dongfangyi's hand, and the two looked very affectionate.

Then, Huangfu Ye Ting walked out of the back seat of the luxury car.

Moreover, he personally pulled a woman out of the car.

When I got off the car, I was very cautious because I was afraid that this woman would run into it.

With such a big posture at the entrance of the cemetery, Bai Liyue, who had walked to the front of the car, glanced at Huangfu Ye Ting.

She looked at Mu Jingchen curiously and said, "Huangfu Ye Ting is still young. I heard that he is not married yet. Is that woman the sister she has been looking for for many years?"

"Well, Huangfu Ye Ting came to Jiangcheng alone, and he didn't hear that he was carrying a female family. Bacheng is his sister.

Dongfang's family is his sister-in-law's natal family. He is in Jiangcheng, and he has to come to condolences Mrs. Dongfang out of reason. "

After Mu Jingchen finished speaking, Lin Ze stepped forward and opened the door: "Mr. Mu, please get in the car."

"Let's go."

Bai Liyue got into the car.

When Mu Jingchen was about to get into the car, he saw Huangfu Ye Ting suddenly approaching him.

Beside Huangfu Ye Ting, a man in court guard uniform held an umbrella respectfully.

The woman he had just helped out from the car also followed behind him and walked towards Mu Jingchen together.

Mu Jingchen stopped and nodded and smiled at Huangfu Ye Ting.

"Mr. Huang, no, should I call you the second prince today?"

Huangfu Ye Ting has no pretensions, and chuckles: "Mr. Mu, we are partners, not subordinates. From a business perspective, we are equal. I prefer you to be informal and call me Mr. Huang."