Yun Morong had been busy for three days in Su's house.

With her at the helm, the whole funeral was finally carried out successfully.

Yun Mo Rong was also very tired.

The Su family is also more grateful.

When Gu Xixi called her, Yun Morong was sitting in the lounge next to her having tea. She was so busy that she missed the lunch meal, so she could only eat a few mouthfuls to fill up her stomach.

Jiang Yihai was in front, greeted the male guests with a few senior brothers.

Yun Morong was behind, taking the Su family's female relatives, and entertaining the female guests.

Both of them were busy going round and round about the Su family's affairs.

Although they are all people with foreign surnames, Jiang Yihai is a serious disciple who bows his head and respects tea. Naturally, he is also from the Su family, so he should be busy.

Therefore, no one will object.

What's more, Yun Morong’s dexterity and communicative ability in handling matters have been convinced during these three days. I don’t know how many people are secretly watching and asking if there are other daughters in the Yun family. If you want to marry home, it would be too profitable!

Whether it's your network, background, or ability, it's simply impeccable!

But these are all later words. At present, Yun Morong is almost tired, and his legs are about to be broken, so he said to Gu Xixi while eating, "I don't know how the Su family inherited the family. None of the female relatives can It's up to it. I have been teaching hands-on for the past few days, and I can barely hold on to the scene."

Gu Xixi said, "I guessed it would be like this."

"Oh? What's the point?" Yun Mo couldn't help but asked: "I have been here for the past three days, and I haven't had much time to chat. The whole process is busy becoming a top."

"This matter is that an aunt, a branch of the Yin family, came to visit during Chinese New Year and told me the gossip." Gu Xixi shared the gossip with Yun Morong on the phone: "The Su family is a family inherited from generations of delicacies. The old man can be regarded as an amazing talent, but it is a pity that his children and grandchildren are unwilling to live up to it, and it is a bit muddy to support the wall in this generation."

"Yeah." Yun Morong took a sip of tea and asked, "Is this Su Peijun related to Su Zhen?"

"Yes, why not? They are all Su family members." Gu Xixi said immediately, "Su Peijun and Su Zhen are also cousins, but their fate is different. Su Peijun's father broke with Su Zhen's father, Su Peijun's father. He left his hometown in a fit of anger and went to develop abroad, and the two families were separated."

"How did I hear that Su Zhen's father was also from a single seedling? Where did the brother come from?" Yun Mo couldn't bear it and asked curiously.

"I have to start from the beginning." Gu Xixi sighed and said, "The Su family's history has been ups and downs for hundreds of years, and it rose again during the warlord melee period. You know, that era was very chaotic, man. How could there be only one woman beside him? Therefore, Su Peijun’s father was the illegitimate child born to a woman outside the Su family’s ancestors at the time, and was not part of the Su family’s genealogy, so the people outside only knew Su Ji, but they didn’t. Su Ji also has a half-brother. That half-brother actually got the inheritance of the Su family, but the two brothers broke apart because of a discordant relationship with his younger brother and a discordant philosophy."

"Su Peijun's father went abroad and started his own business with Su Jia Cai seasoning. However, he later gave up the Su Jia Cai seasoning and began to move to the fast food industry. He slowly expanded to a larger scale, and later started his career. Dabble in other industries. The domestic Su Ji lineage has become the only inheritance of Su Jiacai. However, I heard that Su Ji does not seem to be very good there. His only son Su Zhen has never had children, so he adopted a daughter. , Called Su Ruqian."

"I don't know if it's the style of the Su family, and Su Peijun is not much better here." Gu Xixi continued: "He is also a typical representative of playthings, but he played tricks. He was talented and vigorous in his youth, middle-aged. When I wandered around the flowers, when I was old, I began to cultivate myself and turned to Danqing, and even made achievements. When I was young, I went abroad and started my own business because of anger, so I became a fast food chain brand. The illegitimate children were cut off. When they were old, they woke up and left the family's business to their children and grandchildren to take care of them. He concentrated on painting and became an internationally renowned master of traditional Chinese painting!"

"Yes, Jiang Yihai is the Danqing he learned from him." Yun Morong nodded and said, "If you didn't popularize these with me, I wouldn't know so many Mixins from the Su family."

"These things are actually gossip." Gu Xixi said with a smile: "You haven't paid attention to it in these years, so it's normal not to know. After all, Su Peijun's line spends most of his time abroad, and occasionally in China. Come back and stay for a few days, and don't deal with Su Ji's line. Many people don't know. However, people from the Su family, you still don't have to deal with too much. You can help, but don't let them get entangled. Su The old lady of the family, who has been with Su Peijun for so many years, the love, hatred and enmity in it is hard to say clearly."

Yun Morong took a deep breath: "It's no wonder I saw her sad the other day, but the complexion has improved a lot these days, and I have talked and laughed with Yihai. You explain it this way, I understand. She I probably feel relieved too."

"Can you breathe a sigh of relief? It was also very hard to kill juniors all over the world." Gu Xixi said: "She has a high life of more than 80 this year. How many days can she have a comfortable life?"

"It's really complicated." Yun Morong said, "I know it in my heart."

"Although the descendants of the Su family are still abroad, it is hard to guarantee that they did not plan to return to China for development." Gu Xixi once again told her: "The foundation of the Yin family is also abroad. Isn't it also going back to China for development?"

"I understand." Yun Morong looked at the time and said, "Okay, I can't tell you more. After today, the big-headed things will be over, and I will be able to retreat with Yi Haigong! "

"Pay more attention to your body." Gu Xixi didn't say much, but told Yun Mo Rong to take good care of herself, and then hung up the phone.

Before Yun Morong got up, he heard the voice of the Yun family's female relatives outside: "Mrs. Jiang Shao, what do you think of this distinguished guest?"

Yun Morong sighed, then stood up and said, "Here it is!"

At night, when someone from the Su family came over and took over what was on hand, Yun Morong could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Someone in front came over to Yun Morong and said, "Mrs. Jiang Shao, you have worked hard today!"

Yun Morong smiled and said, "It should be done."

"There was a guest in front who wanted to see you, saying that it was your friend. He said that if you read this thing, you will go to see him." This person handed a packet of tea to Yun Mo Rong.

Yun Morong stretched out his hand to take it, put it on the tip of his nose, and his face suddenly changed: "Who made you come here? Where is the other person?"

The man immediately pointed in the direction of the door and said, "It's over there."

Yun Morong handed the tea into his hand, turned around and hurriedly walked towards the gate.

This tea is obviously exactly the same as the tea she got that day!

Could it be said that the **** high priest was chased here?

What is he going to do?

are you crazy?

She wants to ask him what he wants to do!

"Mother Jiang?" The person was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react.

"Hurry up and inform Jiang Yihai." Yun Morong said to him as he said, "Hurry up and let him go to the door to meet me! You must catch this **** today!"

"Yes." The man turned around and went to find Jiang Yihai.

Yun Morong couldn't wait, he trot quickly to the door, but he didn't find a half-person figure.

People?

Where did you go?

"Mo Rong?" Yiran's voice rang from outside the door: "Why are you here?"

As soon as Yun Morong turned around, he saw Yiran walking to this side with difficulty, with the help of others, and was immediately stunned: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to mourn a senior." Yiran looked at her calmly, "Are you too?"

Yun Morong thought of Su Peijun’s influence outside the country. Yiran would come to express his condolences. He nodded and said, “Yes, but, did you just see any strange people nearby Yiran?”

"Strange person?" Yiran thought hard for a moment, and then said unintentionally: "Is it a man with a hat and clothes like feathers? It's really strange. What fashion is this? Now in the fashion world. Has it begun to retro?"

Yun Morong's eyes lit up: "It's him! Did you see where he went?"

"It seems to be going there?" Yiran pointed in a direction uncertainly, and then said: "My car is at the door, or else, I will take you to find him?"

Yun Morong hesitated for a moment.

As the young grandmother of the Jiang family, there must be many people around her to protect.

But Yiran's car obviously could only seat three people, and one more person could not sit down.

When Yiran saw her hesitate, her face was hurt: "What? You can't even believe me?"

Yun Morong suddenly felt ashamed.

Yeah, how could she suspect Yicheng?

After all, after taking Chinese medicine, Yiran would rather hurt himself rather than abrupt himself.

How can I misunderstand him?

Yun Morong immediately said: "Alright, then I will trouble you to catch up with this person."

After speaking, Yun Morong turned to his bodyguard and assistant and said, "Wait for Yihai to come over, let him follow up quickly! Tell him, that high priest may be here!"

Those few people nodded one after another: "Yes, young lady."

Yun Mo Rong didn't talk nonsense, he got into Yiran's car and sat in the back seat with Yiran, and the driver drove swiftly and left the place.

"Is that person in front?" Yun Morong asked eagerly.

Yiran didn't speak, just smiled weirdly.

Yun Morong didn't get the answer from the other party, and couldn't help turning his head to look over: "Yiran? What's wrong with you?"

"no."

"what?"

"I said, that person is not in front."

"What??" Yun Morong was stunned: "What are you talking about? Didn't you say that the person is in front?"

"No, he's right in front of you." After Yiran said this, his whole body suddenly changed.

It is no longer the sick seed, but the mysterious high priest.