Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

The voice was leisurely, "Xiuqi, are you cold? Mom will take you home."

As she spoke, she actually went to pull out the freezer. Seeing this, the dean rushed over and said, "Third Madam, you can't do that."

"Third Master, please try to persuade Third Madam." The dean did not dare to obstruct due to the influence of their Yin family, but looking at He Dai who seemed to be possessed by a ghost, his chest was about to explode with fear.

How could anyone take a body out of a freezer? This is too shocking.

"Let her do whatever she wants." Yin Kun's voice was neither cold nor hot, and his face was indistinguishable from his emotions, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The dean was shaking like a sieve, "This..."

While hesitating, He Dai had already bent down to hug Yin Xiuqi. Seeing this, Yin Kun lost his composure and reached out to pull her over.

He gripped her shoulders tightly, and forced her to face reality with every word, "He Dai, Xiu Qi is dead."

"I know." He Dai answered frankly, and grinned slightly.

This strange scene made Yin Kun's pupils shrink. He shook her and said in a cold voice, "You can't be so incapable of this, right?"

He Dai curled her lips, "Why not? Have you ever seen a woman so calm looking at her son's body?

And you see, I didn't even shed a tear. Yin Kun, I have to thank you. I've been married to you for so many years. If it weren't for your influence, I wouldn't be so cold-blooded and heartless that I couldn't even cry when my son died."

"But just because I can't cry doesn't mean I don't feel sorry for Xiuqi. And look at it, it's as cold as an ice cellar. How cold must Xiuqi be?

Yin Kun, I have never asked you for anything before, but today I am begging you to please take Xiuqi home. It is too cold here, and it is not a place for people to stay.

"I know you don't like Xiuqi, but he is your son after all. I, He Dai, beg you, okay, Yin Kun?"

The woman's calm speech speed made Yin Kun feel more and more uneasy. When something like this happens, being too calm is not a good thing. It is often possible that the nerves are stretched to the extreme and are about to lose control.

"He Dai, stop making trouble. Xiu Qi is already dead. Bringing him back to the house would scare people."

"Why are you scared? Just put Xiuqi in my room."

"Are you...are you fucking crazy?" Yin Kun's eyes widened as he listened to her leaving her room slowly and unhurriedly.

His dark eyes stared straight at her, trying to see if she was a little strange, but she smiled and said, "I knew you were a hard-hearted person. Okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, she knelt down in front of him and said, "Yin Kun, I beg you, please take Xiuqi home."

"He Dai." Yin Kun's forehead twitched in anger at her actions.

He reached out to pull her, but was avoided. "If you don't agree, I will kneel down forever."

Yin Kun got angry now, "You're going to kneel down and not get up? Fine, then you fucking kneel down."

After saying that, he turned and left. His resolute back made He Dai curl her lips and smile.

The dean standing next to him felt terrible when he saw this scene. He didn't know whether to stay or leave.

Finally, it was He Dai who spoke up, "You should go out too. I want to be alone with Xiuqi for a while."

"Yes." The dean replied and turned around to escape.

The room was quiet, except for her own regular breathing. It was like an airtight box that isolated all sounds from the outside world, so depressing that it was suffocating.

He Dai fell down next to the refrigerator and stroked the cold refrigerator with her hand. Her eyes were dull and her lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.

The biting coldness at her fingertips eroded her skin. She chuckled, then hugged the refrigerator tightly with her whole body, muttering to herself, "Don't be afraid, Xiuqi, Mom will keep you warm."

The gray sky gradually brightened. Yin Kun in the lounge waited and waited but received no news about Yin Jiachen's car accident, and he became more and more uneasy.

What's going on? Didn't you say it was done? Then...

Ding ding ding, suddenly a call came into his cell phone. He glanced at it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he hung up directly.

He dialed the same number again and said in a sinister voice, "Are you sure it's done? Why haven't I received any news yet?"

The other party was stunned. "Huh? That's impossible. He was sent to the First Hospital at around three o'clock. It's been several hours. How could there be no news?"

Suddenly, something flashed through Yin Kun's mind, and his breathing became heavier. "How did you arrange this accident?"

"A large truck attacked from the front and back, and the people inside died on the spot. What happened, Third Master?"

Boom.

Yin Kun's phone fell to the ground with a bang, his pupils were bloodshot and his face was full of disbelief.

The memory of what the dean had just said about Yin Xiuqi's accident scene flashed through his ears, and his brain felt like it was hit hard by a hammer.

Attacked from both sides, killed on the spot? Wasn't that Xiuqi? But the car belonged to Yin Jiachen. What the hell was going on? What the hell went wrong?

At this moment, Yin Kun felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. The biting cold surrounded him, devouring his reason and consciousness, leaving only a fierce desire to destroy the world.

Gu Yulan, it must have been done by that woman Gu Yulan. My second brother Yin Hong doesn’t have that kind of brain.

He clenched his fists tightly, and his pair of black and white eyes turned blood red, like a murderous ghost.

The tragic death of Yin Xiuqi flashed before his eyes. He punched the chair fiercely, and his eyes were full of ferocity and viciousness.

"Gu Yulan, I, Yin Kun, will never coexist with you. Just wait for me. I will make your family pay Xiuqi back a thousand times over for all the pain he inflicted on me."

Yin Hong's house.

There were banging sounds on Gu Yulan's door. "Dad, Mom, wake up. Something big has happened. Dad, Mom, wake up quickly."

Yin Jiachen's voice was extremely impatient, and he banged on the door loudly, as if he was going to break in if the two people in the room didn't wake up.

Gu Yulan was awakened by the sound and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Jiachen, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

He muttered something, put on a coat, and stood up to open the door.

Click.

When the door opened, she looked sleepy, while Yin Jiachen's handsome face was as pale as paper.

He shuddered and said, "Mom, something happened. Xiuqi died in a car accident."

Gu Yulan was stunned: "..."