After being transformed into Bai Yueguang, she was spoiled by the boss

Chapter 128 Little Rose Guarding the Evil Dragon

Originally the crowd was quite noisy, everyone was watching the joke, but now that Fu Jianzhi came over, everyone immediately fell silent and spontaneously made way for him, not daring to say a word.

Mu Ruo raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jianzhi.

Fu Jianzhi was wearing a pair of large sunglasses, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment. The air-conditioning in the mourning hall was very strong, and his face looked a little pale, but still arrogant and indifferent.

Fu Zheng looked a little flustered, then he glanced at everyone and said, "Fu Jianzhi, you still remembered to come back! Did you know that the old man wanted to see you for the last time? He left with regrets!"

The other older relatives of the Fu family were more or less reluctant: "Jian Zhi, you already have so much, give the old house to your third uncle and grandmother."

"Yes, we are all family. These are nothing in your eyes."

"In short, young people should learn to forgive others when they can."

"Your grandfather just passed away. How could you have the heart to bully these orphans and their widows?"

"..."

There are quite a few such moral kidnapping remarks around.

Mu Ruo frowned slightly, and she looked at Fu Jianzhi nervously, a little worried that Fu Jianzhi would be affected by these remarks.

Fu Jianzhi looked at everyone one by one.

Wherever he looked, everyone shut their mouths, looking nervous and guilty, as if they were regretting having spoken too loudly just now.

Fu Jianzhi said calmly: "Before Grandpa passed away, he transferred at least seven properties to Grandma Zhou's name. These properties are worth more than 200 million yuan. After leaving the old house, she is not homeless."

Zhou Yanhui didn't dare to look up.

Yes, Mr. Fu gave her these.

But she used it all to pay off the Zhou family’s debts, and now she doesn’t even own a single property.

"As for the second and third uncles——"

Hearing this, Fu Quan and Fu Zheng became a little nervous and frowned slightly.

Fu Jianzhi said: "Some time ago, you two had a big fight over property issues, and even got in front of the old man, making him faint. Did you two really get no property?"

Fu Quan looked around guiltily.

He didn't expect that Fu Jianzhi actually knew such a obscure matter.

However, Fu Zheng was still unwilling to give up.

The properties he obtained might be wealth that is out of reach for ordinary people in their lifetime.

But for Fu Jianzhi, it was just a tiny fraction of a tiny fraction.

Obviously, they are all descendants of the Fu family.

How could Fu Zheng be willing to be sent away like this?

If these elders and relatives of the Fu family who are nearby say that this is for the good of the Fu family, that is not true. After all, the family has been separated and they are more concerned about the affairs of their own family.

In this situation, everyone wanted to make their presence felt, and some even took advantage of the situation to gain some benefits. There were still people who relied on their seniority and risked offending Fu Jianzhi to speak up.

"How much can that be? Jian Zhi, you got the lion's share. Don't make things difficult for your two uncles."

Fu Jianzhi glanced at this elder who was speaking without any hesitation and remembered his identity.

"The old house of the Fu family was built when the old man and the old lady were newly married. It was their new home. Many of the things in it were collected by the old lady when she was alive."

Fu Jianzhi's tone was still indifferent, "I don't want the old lady's things to fall into the hands of others."

Now everyone was speechless.

Even if I wanted to say something, I couldn't find the words to say.

Isn't it normal that Fu Jianzhi doesn't want to leave the house that the old lady got married in to someone who has no relationship with her?

If I have to say something, it is that Fu Zheng is too shameless.

How dare you say that in front of everyone.

Those relatives who had just spoken for Fu Zheng felt a little embarrassed.

Fu Zheng watched his plan fail. He instantly became angry and said, "We have lived here for so many years. What does this have to do with her?"

These relatives who wanted to make up for their recent mistakes started talking at once.

"Fu Zheng, you can't think like that. If something doesn't belong to you, it won't belong to you even if you live there for a hundred years."

"Since the old man has given you a lot of things, don't be greedy."

"The group has achieved what it has today thanks to Jian Zhi. The old man gave you the inheritance, so you shouldn't fight with Jian Zhi for the old house. This is what Jian Zhi's grandmother left him."

"..."

Many of the people who had just used moral blackmail turned around and taught Fu Zheng a lesson in order to please Fu Jianzhi.

Fu Zheng's face turned red from holding it in, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

By night, some close relatives still stayed to keep vigil, while some distant relatives and friends left.

Fu Jianzhi called the manager of the old house to discuss some matters concerning the burial.

He took off his sunglasses, and his eyes were a little red. He looked cold and inhuman, which was very different from his usual warm image.

Mu Ruo knew that Fu Jianzhi was already very tired. The same thing happened on both sides. The death of direct blood relatives would dilute past resentments and conflicts, and even the hardest-hearted people would become somewhat vulnerable.

While resting at night, Mu Ruo knocked on Fu Jianzhi's door.

There was no sound from inside for a long time. She guessed that Fu Jianzhi might have fallen asleep because he was too tired. When she was about to leave, the door suddenly opened.

Fu Jianzhi was wearing a black bathrobe, with water dripping from his hair.

Mu Ruo held a cup of hot milk and said, "For you."

Fu Jianzhi lowered his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Muruo assured: "I didn't drink a single sip secretly."

Fu Jianzhi let her into the room, took the drink, drank it all, and put the cup aside.

Muruo was somewhat confused.

Because the old man has passed away now, no one can comment on Fu Jianzhi's marriage anymore.

According to the normal development sequence, Fu Jianzhi should divorce her.

Then the two of them returned to their own worlds and it was unlikely that they would have any intersection again.

Fu Jianzhi had already heard from Butler Li what had happened in the past few days.

He and his grandfather had very little contact over the years, and he really didn't know that the other party was terminally ill. Before going abroad this time, he had already guessed that there would be some movement on Mr. Fu's side.

Muruo handled everything very well.

Fu Jianzhi raised his hand and rubbed Mu Ruo's hair, then suddenly pressed her into his arms.

His hair was dripping with water and his skin felt slightly cold. Mu Ruo was suddenly pressed against his chest and his mind was still a little blank.

In fact, Fu Jianzhi has no relatives now, and the people closest to him by blood are basically dead.

So, if Mu Ruo dared to leave him——

If she dares to leave——

Fu Jianzhi would lock her up, and from now on only he would be able to see her.

He knew that he was sober and rational enough now, and the decision he made under such circumstances would not be wrong.

Fu Jianzhi's voice was low and inexplicably dangerous: "Ruoruo, will you always be by my side?"

Muruo hesitated.

Definitely not, because she still has to work and film in the future.

Although the soft rice at the boss's house is super delicious...she still wants to have some hard rice occasionally.

However, when a loved one passes away, Fu Jianzhi will definitely need comfort.

Mu Ruo vowed: "Of course! As long as you need me, I will be by your side."

She is the little rose who protects the evil dragon.

Even the stunningly beautiful little rose has dangerous, sharp thorns.