Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

According to regulations, relatives are not allowed to watch the cremation at the crematorium.

Lin Zhiyi spent the money and walked into the incinerator on the cold iron bed.

There was a burning feeling in the air, and ash flying in the sun.

Maybe ashes.

Soon, her baby would be like this, too.

Lin Zhiyi was wearing a black long dress, and even the smallest size couldn't hide her gaunt figure.

A pair of eyes that were red and swollen from crying became exceptionally calm at this moment.

She reached out and touched the pale, stiff little hand outside the white cloth, and placed two pink origami stars in her daughter's palm.

"Xingxing, wait for mom."

Time is up.

The staff stepped forward and pulled Lin Zhiyi away, lifting the white cloth to reveal the star-like figure.

He is already eight years old, but still thin and small, with a depression at the lower end of his ribs that are clearly visible.

Staring at the depression, Lin Zhiyi's tears welled up again.

It was her fault that she failed to protect the stars!

The staff member whispered to comfort her: "Please accept my condolences. At least after your daughter passed away, her kidney saved a child. That child will live happily in your daughter's place."

A hint of coldness flashed across Lin Zhiyi's eyes, and he smiled mockingly.

"Yes, that child is my husband's illegitimate child. Now the three of them are holding a grand birthday party for the child. Did you know that today is also my daughter's birthday?"

The staff was stunned and had no idea how to comfort the desperate woman in front of them.

Lin Zhiyi looked at the stars and smiled wanly: "Burn it, don't delay the auspicious time. I hope my daughter can find a good family in her next life."

The staff sighed slightly, shook their heads, and sent the body to the incinerator.

Perhaps out of sympathy, he blocked the process.

Lin Zhiyi was not afraid at all because Xingxing was freed.

No more being hated by her father every day.

"Mom, why doesn't Dad like me?"

"Mom, why does Dad like Aunt Song's son?"

"Mom, is it because of me that Dad doesn't like you? I'm sorry, Mom."

She's such a good daughter!

He was killed by Gong Chen!

It was clearly agreed that on the eve of her birthday, he would take his daughter to the largest amusement park to fulfill her long-cherished birthday wish and be alone with her father.

Instead, he turned around and pushed his daughter into the operating room to donate a kidney for his son.

Then she was left alone in the hospital bed to die of infection.

And Lin Zhiyi, the mother, was the last one to know!

She still can't forget that when she rushed into the ward, she saw her daughter's stiff body.

The blood-stained children's watch screen on the bedside was ridiculously calling their father.

After the call was connected, only one sentence came from the other end.

"Don't learn your mother's madness."

beep...

Hearing the mechanical busy tone, Lin Zhiyi held back her tears and hugged her daughter. She was really afraid that her crying would scare her baby.

In fact, it started from the time Song Wanqiu returned to China with her son and accused Lin Zhiyi of persecuting them.

She was forced by Gong Chen to become a known crazy woman.

Especially when Gong Chen heard Song Wanqiu crying and complaining that she had given birth to a premature baby with kidney problems while wandering abroad, he looked at the look in the mother and daughter's eyes.

Such an elegant man, yet so extremely cruel.

Regardless of her explanation, he continued to curse: "Lin Zhiyi, you have harmed Wanqiu and my son. I want you to pay double."

Gong Chen has done it, and it’s time for everything to end.

When Lin Zhiyi woke up from her memories, she had a pink urn in her hand.

Stars like pink.

She hugged the urn tightly: "Xingxing, we are home."

The wind blew up the woman's skirt, but it was so lonely and sad under the sunshine.

……

Lin Zhiyi returned to her and Gong Chen's wedding room, packed up her daughter's things, and then sat holding the urn until the evening.

There was a sound of a car stopping outside the door.

Then, a neat and steady figure in black walked in.

It’s Gong Chen.

Eight years have passed, and he is still as handsome, dangerous and abstinent as when I first met him.

Still ignoring her.

Gong Chen didn't look at her, but walked past her and went upstairs.

A few minutes later, when he went downstairs again, he had already changed into the suit that he had treasured for many years.

It was specially designed for him by Song Wanqiu when he and Song Wanqiu got engaged.

Gong Chen still didn't look at Lin Zhiyi.

He has been using cold violence like this for the past eight years.

When he thought of torturing her, he pressed her down on the bed, and after he had vented his anger, he left without looking back.

As for the kids…

He even forbade Xingxing to call him dad.

Perhaps it was because Lin Zhiyi was too quiet today, Gong Chen stopped but did not look back.

"I won't be back tonight, tell Xingxing not to call me casually."

"Ah."

Lin Zhiyi touched the urn in her arms, which seemed to still have the warmth of stars.

If he had looked at her for just one second, he might have discovered the urn.

Gong Chen adjusted his cufflinks and said coldly, "Think about what you want in a divorce, and go get the formalities done in two days. I don't want the child."

"Ah."

Lin Zhiyi remained calm.

Fortunately, the stars will belong to her alone from now on.

Gong Chen's hand paused, but he still didn't pay attention to Lin Zhiyi.

"Since Xingxing saved Sichen, I will fully pay for the subsequent medical expenses and nutrition expenses. But I don't want to see you again. This is your final atonement."

"Ah."

Lin Zhiyi thought, it is true that they will not see each other again soon.

Gong Chen felt inexplicably irritated and was about to turn around when Song Wanqiu called.

As soon as the call was connected, the child's happy shouts could be heard from the quiet room.

"Dad! Come quickly! Mom and I are waiting for you."

"coming."

Gong Chen's voice rose and he unconsciously quickened his pace.

He didn't notice at all that the woman behind him was holding the thing in her arms tightly and becoming stiffer little by little.

The moonlight falls.

Lin Zhiyi took out the cake that she had ordered for Xingxing from the refrigerator.

Light the birthday candles.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

As she sang, she sprinkled gasoline all around, from upstairs to downstairs, leaving no corner untouched.

Because she had no intention of letting herself go.

If she had been tougher at the beginning, she would have refused to marry Gong Chen.

Nothing will happen.

After finishing everything, she sat back at the dining table and hugged the urn.

"Xingxing, happy birthday, wait for mommy."

Lin Zhiyi threw the birthday candles at the curtains

……

banquet.

Gong Chen entered the venue in a high-profile manner with Song Wanqiu and her son.

As the glasses flew down the hall, everyone was praising the happiness of the three of them; there were even many people who were trying to criticize Lin Zhiyi.

Only Gong Chen's doctor friend frowned and walked quickly to Gong Chen.

"Third Master, I'm sorry, please accept my condolences."

"What do you mean?"

"Your daughter...died of infection after surgery. Mrs. Gong took her to the funeral home today."

"How much money did Lin Zhiyi give you?" Gong Chen raised his glass and drank with an expressionless face.

"Didn't I send you the death certificate a long time ago? And you said you received it."

After saying this, Song Wanqiu held her son's hand tightly, feeling guilty.

At this time, Gong Chen's phone rang.

"Third Master, the villa is on fire."

Gong Chen's wine glass fell to the ground and he turned and left.

He didn't know how he stepped on the accelerator and reached the villa. Looking at the house that was raging with fire, it was like something was stabbing into his heart.

The curtains fell, revealing Lin Zhiyi sitting in front of the birthday cake and the urn in her arms.

I smiled at him as if we were meeting for the first time.

"Goodbye, I hate you, if I could do it all over again..."

Before he could finish his words, the whole house collapsed.

Perhaps it was an illusion before death, Lin Zhiyi seemed to see Gong Chen kneeling down.

Forget it.

Her star came to pick her up.

"Mommy mommy."

……

In the afternoon, the sun is scorching.

The atmosphere in the palace hall was as if it was being roasted on fire.

The teacup fell to the ground, and the pain of the fragments scratching his skin made Lin Zhiyi sober up instantly.

She knelt in the middle of the hall, looking blankly at everyone in the hall.

This is……