Zhan Yeling didn't move, just hugged the corpse in his arms, wishing to melt her into his own flesh and blood.
His eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, and his handsome face was dark and sad.
Seeing Gu Yi's heart throbbing.
"Mr. Zhan, Housekeeper Li called. The children are crying at home and refuse to eat. I want you to go back..." Gu Yi reported heavily.
A tough and resolute man like Zhan Yeling is now in such a slump.
Put that corpse above all else.
Why do people torture each other when they are alive?
After death, I know how to cherish it.
Hearing the children, Zhan Yeling's empty eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Guyi with deep eyes: "Children, those are our children..."
That's his and Xiong Meow's child.
He couldn't let anything happen to the kids anymore.
"Yes, Mr. Zhan, Xiong Miao is dead, let her be buried earlier and let her rest in peace." Gu Yi said, really couldn't bear to see Zhan Yeling so paranoid.
"Shut up, she's not dead, I'll definitely save her!" Zhan Yeling shouted suddenly, his eyes, which had been soothed with difficulty, turned red again, and his cheeks trembled.
Gu Yi was terrified, he couldn't help but take a few steps on his hind legs when he was roared by his momentum, suppressed the panic, and said: "Mr. Zhan, let's go back and see the children now. They are still so young. If they don't eat all the time, their bodies will hurt." Starving..."
"Yes, child, we still have children..." Zhan Yeling was so emotional that he let go of the corpse in his arms, and carefully laid her down on the bed: "Xiong Meow, you sleep for a while, I will comfort you The children will come to accompany you..."
He calmed down gently with his voice, got up and walked out.
Gu Yi couldn't help but glanced at the rotten corpse on the bed, and the rotten smell from the tip of his nose, he almost couldn't hold back and vomited out.
Zhan Yeling, who has always loved cleanliness and has high requirements for taste, doesn't feel disgusting at all?
It seems that love can really make people overcome all discomforts.
Gu Yi didn't dare to look too much, so he came out with Zhan Yeling, went downstairs, and watched Zhan Yeling walking quickly outside the villa.
Gu Yi had no choice but to step forward and remind: "Mr. Zhan, do you want to take a shower before going back..."
There was a rotten smell about him, and the children would be frightened when they saw it.
Zhan Yeling's forward steps stopped abruptly, and he looked back at him with sharp eyes, like sharp knives.
Seeing that Gu Yi lowered his head, he didn't dare to say another word.
Zhan Yeling can't tolerate any words about Xiong Miao's death now.
Otherwise, he will become irritable and crazy.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Yeling changed direction, went to the bathroom on the first floor, closed the door, and heard the sound of running water.
It seems that Zhan Yeling is taking a shower.
Gu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Zhan Yeling was still concerned about the children, and he was not so crazy that he couldn't understand it.
Soon, Zhan Yeling took a shower, put on his suit and came out.
He sternly ordered the bodyguard: "Take care of her for me. If there is a slight mistake, then your heads will be punished!"
"Yes, President Zhan!" The bodyguards tremblingly accepted the order.
Gu Yi kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Mr. Zhan, that is already a corpse, how do you want others to guard it? What could be missing?
Is it possible that it will turn into a corpse?
Zhan Yeling just left the sea view villa.
On the back foot, Cheng Jiuyuan and Xia Tian came, wearing protective suits and masks, and removed the corpse on the bed.
Sent to the crematorium.
From the moment Zhan Yeling took the body out of the hospital, Cheng Jiuyuan, a psychiatrist, could tell that Zhan Yeling was abnormal.
It is not an ordinary person's behavior for him to hold on to the corpse like this.
Therefore, after Guyi persuaded Zhan Yeling to leave, Cheng Jiuyuan and Xia Tian were responsible for disposing of the corpse and letting the deceased rest in peace.
It also made Zhan Yeling realize the reality.