Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

"But now they are all living in my second brother's house, so it's not easy to take action."

Yin Ji sneered, "It's naturally not easy to take action in my second brother's house, but outside, huh, it's a competition of who has the greater ability.

Isn't Ji Wanwan going to go into surgery in a few days to have the donor aborted? Go and make arrangements so she dies directly in the operating room."

The cold voice had no warmth at all, and it didn't seem like it was speaking of human life.

Like him, Rao Xi showed no emotion when hearing about someone dying in the operating room. "Okay, don't worry, I'll make the arrangements."

Two days later.

Yin Xiuqi was buried.

It was a gray day with a drizzle, and the wind felt like a knife blowing on the group of people.

He Dai held the urn by herself. Yin Jiachen, a peer, wanted to help her hold it, but she refused.

Yin Kun, standing next to her, looked at He Dai, who was dressed in black. His face was as cold as ice. His eyes fell on the urn in her hand. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

After a long time, the indescribable emotions that had been pent up in my heart were slowly released.

Not many people were invited to Yin Xiuqi's funeral. They were all relatives of the Yin family. Except for a few senior elders of the Yin family, the rest were the three Yin Kun brothers and Yin Jiachen and his wife.

Gu Yulan supported Ji Wanwan carefully. Although her belly was not big yet, she felt uneasy without someone supporting her personally.

Yin Kun is an old wolf, and it's not that she deliberately thinks the worst of him, but he is really a vicious and cruel person, so there is no guarantee that he will take any action.

Even though it's his son's funeral, if he gets ruthless, he'll dare to do anything shady to anyone else's funeral.

"Jiachen, walk slowly and hold on to Wanwan." Gu Yulan whispered to her son.

Yin Kun, who was walking in front, heard her words and raised the corners of his lips in a creepy arc. This fat man was really cautious. However, no matter how cruel he was, he would not cause trouble at his son's funeral. Besides...

boom.

Suddenly, there was a loud fall. Everyone looked and found He Dai, who was holding the urn, lying on the ground in a mess.

Needless to say, the box in her hand shattered into pieces, and the ashes scattered on the ground, quickly mixing with the moisture, making it difficult for her to hold it.

In an instant, she crawled to the box like crazy and screamed shrilly, "Xiu Qi."

Xiuqi's shout made everyone's noses tingle. Gu Yulan's heart tightened. Looking at the familiar scene in front of her, her throat felt like a razor blade was stuck.

Her memory flowed back, recalling the day when the little jackal's ashes were scattered. She collapsed just like her and crawled over, trying to hold on to his last breath in this world.

But it was a very windy day, and when the box fell to the ground with a bang, the ashes were instantly blown away, making it impossible for her to catch them.

Similarly, Yin Xiuqi's ashes were also scattered, but although his ashes were not blown away, they were all absorbed into the rain.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, dripping down like a patter, and the ashes were instantly washed away.

He Dai fell to her knees on the ground and tried her best to catch the water, but the water flowed like sand, just like Gu Yulan that day, and in the end she got nothing.

"Ah..." The shrill and painful crying sound broke the silence of the cemetery, like a collapsed beast that was forced into a desperate situation.

He Dai couldn't accept that Yin Xiuqi's ashes could not be kept after his face was disfigured. She knelt on the ground and tried frantically to grab his ashes. She looked completely broken.

Everyone's throat felt tight and dry, and the eyes of several older Yin family elders were red.

Thinking that it had been less than half a year and a younger generation had come into the Yin family cemetery again, their blood seemed to run cold.

"Xiu Qi, Xiu Qi." He Dai cried bitterly. The heavy rain fell on her, and she was filled with madness.

Even though her hands were rubbed with blisters on the ground, she didn't stop and just tried her best to put the thing that she couldn't tell whether it was mud or ashes into the box.

Gu Yulan's heart tightened and she handed Ji Wanwan to Yin Jiachen. She wanted to step forward but was stopped by Yin Hong.

Pursing her lips, she could only suppress the bitterness in her heart. In fact, she didn't want to admit that He Dai was a pitiful woman, so pitiful that it made her feel distressed.