Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

In the early morning, Ruan Zheng received a call from Gu Yulan. Tiantian was sleeping between her and Yin Junye. She seemed to be frightened by the sudden ringing of the phone. She moved her little hands and feet, and then pouted her mouth as if she was about to cry.

Yin Junye patted his daughter's back gently, staring at Ruan Zheng's phone with overly sharp eyes, as if he wanted to cut the person who called her into pieces.

"Hello, Aunt Gu." Ruan Zheng spoke in a low voice.

Gu Yulan burst into tears. "Xiao Zheng, can you contact Xiao Bao? He Dai is dying. Can you ask Xiao Bao to find that guy from last time and save her? Xiao Zheng, Auntie, please, let Xiao Bao save her."

Ruan Zheng was shocked when she heard that. He Dai is not good enough?

Before he could come to his senses, Yin Hong's exasperated voice came from the phone, "Gu Yulan, stop making trouble. She's dead."

"No, she's not dead, she's still breathing." Gu Yulan collapsed and yelled.

Yin Hong was so choked that he simply snatched her phone away. "Sorry, Xiao Zheng, I disturbed you. It's okay. You guys take a rest. I'll take care of it..."

"What's going on?" Yin Junye's voice came from the receiver.

Yin Hong sighed, and then told the whole story.

A good while.

Yin Junye's eyebrows furrowed, "Suicide?"

Yin Hong nodded, "Yes, cut your wrists."

"Protect the scene, I'll be there soon." After saying that, Yin Junye stood up and put on his clothes. Ruan Zheng wanted to join him, but he stopped her.

The night is thick as ink.

Yin Junye arrived at the scene, and Gu Yulan rushed to him as if she had lost her soul. Her two red and swollen eyes were like peaches, and she looked pitiful. "Little jackal, save He Dai. You are the only one who can save her now."

Yin Junye glanced at her indifferently, "I'm not Tang Monk."

Meaning his flesh cannot bring the dead back to life.

Gu Yulan was choked by him and fell to the ground. She looked around behind him and saw that Xiaobao and Jifeng were not there. Her eyes were completely empty and distracted.

He Dai had already died, and her body was now cold. Saving her... was no easy task, but she couldn't accept this reality.

Recalling the intrigues and bickering between the two of them over the years, she cried until her eyes were dry and painful.

This stupid woman really knew how to poke her heart. She knew very well that she had been giving her all her heart and soul these days to pull her out of despair.

I thought she had really regained her confidence in life, but she didn't expect...

But if she doesn't want to live, why give her the illusion that she wants to live? Crazy, if you really don't have the courage to live anymore, tell her, then she won't be so open-hearted to her.

In order to take care of her emotions, she even neglected her husband Yin Hong and Jia Chen and his wife these days.

But in the end, she gave her such a big surprise that made her feel like a fool being played around by a person who was determined to die.

As expected, physical torture is nothing compared to the heartbreak that is the most painful.

Just like Gu Yulan now, she would rather He Dai stab her with a knife than die suddenly like this.

Yin Junye ignored her dying look and walked straight up to He Dai, who was no longer breathing.

Because she was told not to destroy the scene, she was still soaking in the bathtub, which was full of red and looked very scary.

The hand with which she had cut her wrist hung by the edge of the tank, and the whole atmosphere was eerie.

He bent down and held He Dai's cut hand to examine it, his black eyes sharp and deep.

Yin Hong, standing beside him, watched his actions without daring to breathe. He saw that he was watching seriously, as if thinking about something.

Gu Yulan stopped crying at this time. She turned her head and saw Yin Junye staring at He Dai's wound. Her heart sank.

She was so busy crying that her brain seemed to have crashed and she had forgotten something.

She stumbled over, wiped the moisture from her eyes, regained her composure, and asked, "Little jackal, did you discover anything?"

If he didn't notice something, given his personality, he would never hold a dead person's wrist and look at it.

Yin Junye didn't answer her. His black eyes were fixed on the scar on He Dai's wrist, and his thin lips were pursed into a cold arc.