Chapter 242

Ling Han didn't shy away from anyone. He didn't seem to mind the publicity of family scandals, or he just deliberately wanted to force ye Huanyan to lose face in the public.

He smoke ye Huanyan this hypocritical appearance.

No matter what she said to her grandmother, the last estate transfer certificate has exposed all her purposes.

Now that his goal has been achieved, he is still acting here, which only makes him feel that the play should finally be over.

The doctors present were all stiff faced, standing in front of the hospital bed, and dared not go out.

Ye Huanyan clenched her teeth and finally loosened her hands, which were firmly holding the old lady's wrists.

Not because of Ling Han's words, but because she finally felt that grandma's body had completely cooled down, and there was no temperature that could warm her anymore.

Since this moment, there are no loved ones in the world who love her anymore.

Ling Han thought that his words had stabbed her in the weak side, sneered, and resolutely left.

The sound of the pulley of the hospital bed rubbing on the ground came from the room, and gradually went away. Aunt Zhang squatted down and said something in her ear, and then left.

In such a large intensive care unit, only she was left. She was out of place in this big red expensive wedding dress, and the gold ornaments all over her head jingled. She staggered, and Tian Yupei, worth millions at her waist, fell on the ground, instantly breaking in two.

Looking at the broken jade pendant, ye Huanyan only felt that there was a blood smell spreading in his nasal cavity, and countless kinds of countless sorrows rolled over his heart, and his blood surged.

"Wow", she finally cried out.

In this bleak ward, people dare not stop crying.

All this is like a joke.

Three days later, at the funeral, a large number of guests came to mourn, and those who came and went were dignitaries, wearing black gowns and putting a bunch of yellow or white chrysanthemums in front of the huge black-and-white photos, with an endless stream of men and women.

The Ling family is a big family. Even if their relatives are sparse, there are very many collateral people. Except for Chris and his little baby in the United States to accompany his second grandmother, the Ling Dongyu family are all back. Ling is wearing a black suit and standing beside Ling Han with two younger sisters,

Ling Han wore filial piety, stood in front of the black-and-white photo frame with white flowers pinned to his chest, and a person who came was a bow.

Ye Huanyan was dressed in a long black dress and her coat covered her pregnant belly. Standing behind Ling Li and Ling Xue in the company of Aunt Zhang, she could hardly see her thin figure at a glance. Among the people in the Ling family, she had no sense of existence. She was stunned at the huge black-and-white photos.

These two days she has been in a trance, and her dreams are all of these years.

She thought that the pain of losing her mother two years ago would never happen again, but she never thought that the world would always exercise all your willpower in a cruel way, even if there was only a stretched string left in that weak willpower.

Ling Li looked back at her secretly, reached out and pinched her palm, whispered, "sister, don't be sad."

At the funeral two years ago, she wanted to say so, but at that time, she was young and not sensible, and she couldn't even say a comforting word.

Ye Huanyan seemed to have lost his soul, still looking up at the black-and-white photo in a trance.

Ling Li was about to say something, but his sister pulled her aside and motioned her to look up.

Ling Li frowned along Ling Xue's eyes.

In front of the old lady's portrait, there stood a slim woman, dressed in a black dress, with a respectful bow and flowers on her face. When she turned around, her face was impressively that of the woman who often appeared in various entertainment newspapers with Ling Han.

Ling Li's heart clicked, subconsciously turning back to see ye Huanyan's face.

But ye Huanyan seemed to have no response.

She was stunned, "sister..."

The sad music in the auditorium seemed to be a heavy hammer, hitting people's hearts one by one. Ling Li stretched out his hand to pull ye Huanyan, and I don't know which string in her heart he touched.

"Ding" sound, with the sudden ups and downs of the sad sound, ye Huanyan's thin body fell down gently, motionless.

Ling Li exclaimed, "sister..."

Fortunately, the sound of mourning and music is too loud, and Ling Han can hardly see or hear the reaction here.

When hearing the sound, Ling Han frowned and looked back. Before he had any reaction, he heard Sheng Enron's voice in his ear.

"I'll just go and have a look. I can't leave you here. Keep busy."

The condolence ceremony was inseparable from him. Thinking that there was linglingli behind them, he went with Sheng Enron.

The back was already in a mess. Ling Li was too young to help ye Huanyan. Ling came forward to help, helped ye Huanyan to the lounge next to the auditorium, and lay down on the sofa.

When holding her to lie down, Ling's eyes fell on ye Huanyan's lower abdomen. He was stunned and clenched his fingers. He looked at her for a while in disbelief, and then turned his head.

"Lingli, please accompany her. I... I went out in advance."

Before Ling Li could see his reaction, he hurriedly escaped, as if he wanted to escape from a reality he could not face.

"Sister..." Ling Li patted her on the cheek, but there was no response, and she was immediately anxious.

At this time, a slow pace approached the door.

Ling Li turned his head and his eyes suddenly became vigilant.

"Why are you? What are you doing here?"

Sheng Enron came with a plain face today. His face was a little pale. He looked a little haggard, as if he was really over sad.

As soon as she entered the door, she only glanced at ye Huanyan and walked towards the cabinet with the water dispenser on the side. Her tone was very cold and somewhat contemptuous,

"What can I do? There are so many people outside, little sister, don't be too conspiratorial, but Han asked me to come and see if I need help."

"I don't need your help. Go out."

Lingli's innate intuition felt that the woman in front of him was not a good person.

"She's in shock. If she doesn't wake up quickly, something serious will happen."

Sheng Enron came with a water cup and looked at Ling Li. "Are you going to let her die?"

"She won't die. I'll call my father."

Said so, Ling Li did not dare to leave casually. She did not believe the woman in front of her and did not know what she would do to ye Huanyan.

"Don't bother so much, I have a way."

Sheng Enron raised the corners of his mouth and smiled very gently.

"No, you..."

"Don't worry, little sister, you are here, and you are Ling Han's sister. If I really dare to do anything to ye Huanyan, I won't be very miserable if you sue me?"

This is somewhat reasonable.

Ling Li hesitated and hesitated for a while. She took a deep breath and decided to give it a go. Anyway, she was a witness. What else did she dare to do wrong?

"Well, try it."

"OK," Sheng Enron raised his eyebrows, and there was a sinister flash in his eyes.

As soon as the voice fell, the disposable water cup in Sheng Enron's hand was raised high,

The huge spray splashed out, cold and bone chilling, flowing into ye Huanyan's neck along her cheek.

She was so excited that she sat up.

"What are you doing?" Ling Li suddenly pushed Sheng Enron away, "are you crazy?"