Chapter 2187

Mu Xuri saw that everyone seemed to want to postpone the wedding, and immediately his expression turned stern.

“Many guests this time booked their time more than a month in advance; if we change the date, it would be difficult for them to attend next time.”

Baili Xia’s frustration soared; she couldn’t believe Mu Xuri could be so heartless.

“Mrs. Wen is still a member of the Mu family. Are we going to wait until the elder brother’s wedding is over to hold her funeral?”

Mu Xuri’s cold gaze landed on her, and he said angrily, “You aren’t married into the Mu family yet; these matters are not for you to judge!”

“Wen Yu didn’t truly marry into the Mu family, so her funeral will be held, but not at the Mu Mansion.”

Everyone’s hearts tightened; not at the Mu Mansion, what does this mean?

Although Wen Yu and he did not truly marry, they shared a bed for so many years and had feelings as a couple.

“Xuri, how do you plan to arrange this?” Mu Dongyu asked.

Mu Xuri glanced at him and said, “I will find a property outside, set up a mourning hall, and everyone can go and pay their respects then.”

Mu Dongyu nodded and said no more.

He was also worried that Mu Lingchuan’s wedding would be affected; this wedding was also an opportunity for him to mingle with others, which he didn’t want to waste.

Anyway, it’s about getting married; either it can be stopped, or use this opportunity.

If it can’t be stopped, it’s better to make use of this opportunity.

Since Mu Xuri is willing to arrange it this way, that’s the best.

Anyway, even if people call it cold-blooded, they’ll blame Mu Xuri, not him.

Mu Xiaojiu had been silent, and since coming downstairs, he hadn’t spoken.

Then he couldn’t help but speak: “Mrs. Wen has been with you for so many years; are you not afraid that treating her like this will hurt her deeply?”

Mu Xuri’s cold gaze shot toward him abruptly, but Mu Xiaojiu was not afraid at all.

He continued, “If you’re worried about the main house affecting Lingchuan’s wedding, you can set the mourning hall in Sihai Residence, I won’t mind.”

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on Mu Xiaojiu, either in shock or surprise.

A mourning hall is not something that can be set up casually!

Setting up a mourning hall represents a member of the family.

Isn’t Mu Xiaojiu afraid of being ridiculed, suggesting that Wen Yu’s relationship with him is closer than with Mu Xuri?

Baili Xia was taken aback at first but soon understood Uncle’s intention.

At Sihai Residence, Nangong Xu could properly investigate the true cause of Wen Yu’s death.

Mu Xuri coldly watched Mu Xiaojiu, contemplating.

This was not like Jiu’s usual style; he didn’t believe he had such deep feelings for Wen Yu.

What does he really want to do? Could he be trying to investigate how she died?

“No need to discuss this further. Setting up a mourning hall at Sihai Residence, what would it look like?”

Mu Xiaojiu wanted to say something, but Baili Xia tugged at his hand.

She gently shook her head, signaling him not to argue with Mu Xuri now.

It was clear to see Mu Xuri’s current stance on the matter.

He absolutely wouldn’t give them an opportunity to investigate.

No one dared to provoke Mu Xuri or Mu Xiaojiu, leaving the hall in an awkward silence.

Upstairs, Tian, accompanied by two servants, tidied up Wen Yu’s room and came downstairs.

Mu Xiaojiu’s dark eyes looked at her, and a hint of danger flashed in them.

Tian felt his coldness, and her heart tightened.

The aura was too powerful, so much so that she couldn’t meet his gaze.

This man is definitely not easy to deal with!