Chapter 308

"I understand. I've already called the director of Yard Hospital to come over. Dad and Xiao Mingzi are also on their way. Don't think about it."

"Your father won't come." Yu Jiahui said hoarsely, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, "I had an agreement with him that he would not be able to look at me when I died, and he would be able to do so only after the makeup artist finished putting on my makeup." Look. Although I'm not good-looking, I still want to make a good impression on him. In this life, I was lucky to marry him, and I don't want him to see me like this."

"Aren't you even waiting for Xiao Mingzi?"

"There's no need to wait. Just come with Yueyue." After Yu Jiahui finished speaking, she shifted her gaze to Qin Yiyue.

Qin Yiyue looked at Yu Jiahui with red eyes, with complicated emotions.

Every time she saw Yu Jiahui, Yu Jiahui refreshed her previous impression.

She didn't know which one was the real Yu Jiahui.

Yu Jiahui looked at Qin Yiyue with complicated eyes, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Qin Yiyue was stunned for a moment before realizing the meaning of Yu Jiahui's words, "You don't have to worry about me, I will be fine."

Yu Jiahui was worried that her status in the He family and the Cheng family would be too embarrassing.

Yu Jiahui nodded, held Qin Yiyue and Cheng Jiangxue with difficulty, and closed her eyes with tears in her eyes.

Cheng Jiangxue looked at Yu Jiahui's lifeless face in amazement, unable to react for a long time.

Until the door was pushed open, Cheng Jiangming stumbled in.

Cheng Jiangxue called out belatedly, "Mom..."

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Qin Yiyue looked away when Cheng Jiangxue and Cheng Jiangming's cars disappeared from sight.

A gust of wind blew by, making her shiver fiercely.

It's already spring, why is it still so cold?

Qin Yiyue shrank her neck and took a taxi back to the He family mansion.

Her appearance attracted the attention of the He family, relatives and guests who came to attend the funeral.

Xiaobao came over and held her hand, "Mum, what's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold?"

"I'm fine. Where's Dad?"

"Father is upstairs talking to grandpa, grandpa, let me wait for you here."

Qin Yiyue touched his head, "Can you go upstairs with the wheel? I remember that people who have just passed away are taboo to touch the fur of cats and dogs."

"What happens if you touch it?"

"It will cheat the corpse. This is just a rumor, not necessarily true. But try to abide by it."

Xiaobao nodded, "Mummy, are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid. I often encountered it when I was a doctor." Qin Yiyue saw that Xiao Bao had been looking in the direction of the mourning hall, with a frightened expression on his face.

Knowing that even if this little guy is precocious, he will be afraid of scenes he has never encountered before.

Qin Yiyue bent down to pick up the little guy, and took the wheel to their room.

"Baby, you and the wheel stay here obediently, can you call Mommy if you need something? Mommy will go downstairs to help."

Xiao Bao nodded and hugged the wheel's neck.

His eyes were fixed on Qin Yiyue, as if he didn't want her to go out very much.

Qin Yiyue kissed his little face, turned around and went downstairs.

Qin Yiyue walked to Lin Rui's side, and said softly, "Mom, do you need me to do anything?"

Lin Rui waved her hand wearily, "The servants have made arrangements, so you don't need to do anything."

As Lin Rui said, she looked at Qin Yiyue in a strange way.

"Then I'll go see grandma."

"She's emotionally unstable right now, wait until she calms down before going to see it." Lin Rui reminded.

Qin Yiyue noticed that Lin Rui didn't seem to want her to participate in the funeral, so she didn't insist anymore.

Seeing that the guests who came to express their condolences were well arranged, they turned around and went upstairs.

When passing the room of Mrs. He and Mrs. He, her footsteps paused.

She heard the clear sound of arguing.

Mrs. He said: "Why didn't you tell me that Qin Yiyue is Yu Jiahui's daughter? If you had told me earlier, I would never let her into the He family!"

Mr. He said: "Keep your voice down, don't let people hear the joke."

"What's the joke? Yu Jiahui ruined Jiaqin's lifelong happiness, and her daughter married into the He family. Isn't this stabbing Jiaqin's heart? Just because Qiao Yan likes it, you don't care about your daughter? Jiaqin and Qiao Yan are here Which one is more important to you?! Say it.” Mrs. He’s voice was full of tears.

"One is a daughter and the other is a grandson. How do you compare? I understand how you feel. If you are really uncomfortable, after Jiaqin's funeral is over, we will go out to relax."

"You have no problem with me at all. Yu Jiahui killed our daughter, and I can't swallow this. I will never admit that Qin Yiyue is my granddaughter-in-law!"

Qin Yiyue's fist clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again.

The scene before Yu Jiahui's death repeatedly appeared in her mind.

If it weren't for He Jiaqin, she wouldn't have been abducted and given away since she was a child; Yu Jiahui wouldn't have had to suffer from the poison; and her parents wouldn't have been entangled because of it, afraid that she would know her life experience...

Everything is thanks to He Jiaqin.

If it weren't for what He Jiaqin did, she could have grown up in Cheng's parents, and would have developed a noble, elegant, daring to love and hate character like Cheng Jiangxue, and would have been able to talk confidently and calmly when meeting He Qiaoyan. An equal and evenly matched love, and then a harmonious marriage.

Qin Yiyue's rationality told her that she shouldn't take this into consideration.

But at this time, she was irrational.

Qin Yiyue suddenly pushed open the door of the room.

Mr. He and Mrs. He were taken aback. When they saw that it was Qin Yiyue who came, surprise and embarrassment flashed across their faces.

Qin Yiyue said softly: "Grandma, the mother who gave birth to me also passed away today. Do you know why? Because of your daughter's willfulness and selfishness, you gave her the child-mother Gu. Your daughter died, it was her I don't want to live anymore; my biological mother was forced to die along with her. I don't know enough about the past, so I don't want to comment here. But, do you really think that all of this is my mother's fault? The person who took me away from my mother was your daughter, the person who left me with the lingering mother-child poison in my body was also her, and the person who killed my mother was also her. What is your position on my mother and me Or do you think that all mistakes are the faults of others, and your daughter is not at all wrong?! Next, will you let me divorce Qiao Yan because of this matter, to vent your hatred?"

Qin Yiyue looked at Mrs. He with a pale face, as if her mouth didn't grow on her body, "Do you know how much I hated what your daughter did back then when I knew the truth? Life is not bad, I have a pair of good parents who accompany me to grow up, and I convince myself in my heart that I should try to forgive her. But who will repay the worries of my biological parents and brothers and sisters over the years?!"

Mrs. He was stunned for a moment, and said, "Are you questioning me? If there was no Yu Jiahui, how could my daughter have become like that back then?! She can marry the person she loves as she wished, and she will become like this. Does it look like a human or a ghost?"