"Brother, here!" A petite figure emerged from the black car and waved her little hand towards the man.

Mu Weicheng watched his sister gallop towards him, his serious handsome face had a rare gentle look.

Mu Weicheng's younger sister is called Mu Yun, who just came back from abroad. When she heard that her elder brother was coming back, she had to follow the uncle driver at home to pick up the plane.

"Xiaoyun, how is uncle?" Mu Weicheng asked her with a frown.

"I just came back, and I haven't seen him yet. Uncle is sick, but the general election will be at the beginning of next month. Alas, I think uncle will definitely lose this time." Mu Yun sighed.

"If you can't choose, you can't choose. It's no pity." Mu Weicheng said calmly.

"Brother, your relationship with uncle hasn't eased yet?" Mu Yun was stunned.

"Let's go and see him." Mu Weicheng didn't say much, the brother and sister got into the car and drove towards the presidential palace.

In the presidential palace, Mu Weicheng saw his uncle, Mu Tianhan, who was on vacation, sitting on the balcony, with the afterglow of the setting sun reflecting the majestic presidential palace.

Under the leadership of the servants, Mu Weicheng and Mu Yun went up to the balcony on the second floor.

"Uncle!" two people shouted.

Mu Tianhan turned his head to look at the two brothers and sisters, showing a gratified smile: "They're all back, sit down."

Brother and sister Mu Weicheng sat on the sofa chair next to them, and a servant brought drinks.

"Uncle, are you okay, I think your face is a little pale." Mu Yun asked with concern.

Mu Tianhan looked at Mu Yun and showed a gentle smile: "Xiao Yun, don't worry, I can last a few more days."

"How many days?" Mu Yun's face was slightly dumbfounded.

Mu Weicheng's expression also became serious: "Xiaoyun, you go downstairs, I have some business to discuss with my uncle."

Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, nodded, turned around and walked downstairs. For Mu Yun, the old president had always played the role of her father. She respected him, loved him, and cared about him. She felt that he was the support of the Mu family. Now that she heard that his condition was so serious, Mu Yun was very sad.

Mu Weicheng pushed his sister away, sat directly opposite the old president with a deep face, and looked at the uncle who was aging instantly on the opposite side.

The old president laughed at himself: "Afraid I'm pretending to be sick?"

"What did the doctor say?" Of course Mu Weicheng could see that his complexion was very bad, that kind of morbid paleness, and he had long since lost his vigorous appearance.

The old president smiled and shook his head: "I have lived to the end of my life. The doctor gave a diagnosis. It may take half a year or more than a month. That's why I called you back in such a hurry."

"It's so serious, why did you tell us now?" Mu Weicheng looked a little excited, and he was angry.

"Weicheng, you are really like my brother. Every time I see you, I miss him. People are most afraid of parting from life and death. My brother died in his prime. I have the responsibility. I have taken care of your brothers and sisters for so many years. I hope that my brother will know and be comforted." The old president couldn't help feeling emotional.

"I have not forgotten your kindness in nurturing our brothers and sisters." Mu Weicheng lowered his eyes, and when he mentioned his father, his expression was also very sad.

"Weicheng, let me tell you frankly that Ling Mofeng will definitely succeed in the general election and serve as the next president. You and him have had a close friendship. I am confident that you will replace him in his current position. Are you interested?" The old president finally opened his mouth, staring at his nephew, wanting to see his true reaction.

Mu Weicheng didn't expect him to say this to him suddenly, his expression flashed with surprise, and then he replied directly: "I'm not interested."

"I knew you would answer me like this, Wei Cheng, your father will not rest in peace if you have no fighting spirit like this." The old president sighed, shaking his head with a look of disappointment.

Mu Weicheng was shocked and didn't answer his words.

"Before your father died, he entrusted me with one thing. He said that the men of the Mu family must not admit defeat. He asked me to send you up to continue the glory and pride of our Mu family. Now that you are an adult, you are talented, young and promising. You are fully capable of sitting in this position. Just like Ling Mofeng back then, he was respected at a young age. Do you think you will be inferior to him?" JrNovels.com