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Tang Wan let out a low sigh, her gaze glanced at Ye Xing for a bit, but she quickly retracted her gaze.

She had a timid air about her.

After entering the funeral home, she had no idea which direction to go, and where to find the cinerary caskets …

After taking two steps, he stopped.

The distance between Ye Xing and her was quite far. It was no exaggeration to say that they were at least ten meters apart.

Seeing Tang Xiao Wan stop, he also stopped his steps, sizing up her delicate body. His ponytail also jumped up and down with her.

Tang Wan'er had chatted with two people ever since she entered the funeral home. Ye Xing guessed that she was asking others, and the sunlight poured down from the sky, perhaps because Tang Wan Wan'er's skin was very white, when it shone on her, it seemed to be surrounded by a faint halo, and it actually blocked out everything in Ye Xing's line of sight, and could only pretend to be her figure.

"Young master, young master …" The servant called out to him twice before he regained his senses.

"Hmm?" He frowned and rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to lose his temper in anger, he saw the servant hand over his phone and respectfully said with a trembling voice, "Young master, w-the lord's number."

Ye Xing Ni glanced at his phone and pressed it to his ear.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"The diamonds from India have already arrived at the dock. There's also Tangshan's corpse. You just have to deal with it and bring back the diamonds. I'm not at ease with this matter being handled by anyone." Old Master Ye solemnly and cautiously repeatedly told Ye Xing.

Their family was in the diamond business.

It was not the first time he had brought back diamonds from India, so he did not think much of it.

The only thing that puzzled him was why Tang Shan's corpse was brought back along with the diamonds. But right now, it seemed like there was no room for him to think too much.

When she looked back into the crowd, Tang Wan was nowhere to be seen.

His heart suddenly tightened. "Where is he?" Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

The servant seemed to have seen Ye Xing's worry and said with a trembling voice, "Miss Tang, Miss Tang, he went over there."

He tilted his head back and checked with Nightstar.

Ye Xing's eyes were dark and gloomy and his gaze was as cold as if it had been frozen!

He reached out and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him up, "What I hate the most is others guessing my thoughts! What, you think this place has a nice scenery? "Do you want to settle down here?"

He ruthlessly flung off the collar of the servant's shirt. The servant's back instantly became wet and his legs couldn't help but shiver. He wished he could lower his head to the ground and continuously apologize.

"You guys stay here and watch Tang Wan. If she makes any mistakes, I'll test you guys!" Ye Xing's eyes tried to look around the funeral parlor. After he saw Tang Wan, he turned around and left in a domineering manner.

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Under the guidance of the staff, Tang Wan did the work for her father bit by bit. After selecting the bone ash urns, she followed the staff to the cemetery.

"Currently, there are only two positions, No.4 and No.440. Take a look!"

Tang Wan'er clenched her hands tightly. She had never considered this before, much less separated from her father.

Looking at the cold cemetery, one tablet followed by the other, without end, his heart was very complicated.

Will father be living here in the future?

A single person?

Tang Wan'er repeatedly told herself to be strong and not cry, but her eyes were still filled with tears.

A dense fog of water shrouded her vision. She took a deep breath and forced herself not to cry!

Right now, the only person she could rely on was herself. She had to help raise up the sky for herself.

"Number Four." Tang Wan'er barely managed to suppress her choked voice.

"Yes, Miss Tang. Would you like to buy it for ten or twenty years, or forever?" A formal inquiry by a staff member.

"How much forever …" Tang Wan was a little careful, because she didn't have any money …

"This tomb is currently at a special offer. If it's permanent, then the price might be a little expensive. 470,000 yuan."

"Wh, what!" 470,000 RMB!

She didn't even have ten thousand now, how could she get forty-seven.

The staff could immediately see through her thoughts and thoughts, so she quickly said, "Actually, you can also buy this for ten years. After ten years, you can maintain your wealth, but this one will cost a hundred thousand yuan."

Tang Wan replied with an 'oh', "Uncle, you go ahead first, I'm going to take a look."

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her head in a crevice. She felt sad.

I can't afford it forever, I can't afford it even if it's ten years old …

He lowered his head dejectedly, but the servant behind him had already paid for it.

"Miss Tang, you can spend it anywhere in A City. Young Master will pay for it for you." The servant respectfully bowed and handed over a gold card to Tang Wan'er.

Tang Wan'er had never been one to take advantage of others. Looking at the bank card shining golden in the sunlight, to be honest, her heart was a bit moved.

If she didn't take it, then after her father died, she wouldn't even have a place to stay. Just thinking of this made her feel unbearable.

He took the golden card and paid for everything that he thought was appropriate.

In the afternoon of that day, Tang Wan'er personally wrote a promissory note. She pressed it with her hand and secretly stuffed it in Ye Xing's room.

After going to the funeral home, he left in less than half an hour. Was it because he hated her? But since he had to listen to the Old Master Ye's words, was he trying to put on an act?

Ye Xing was rather bad to her, Tang Wan'er had never liked him.

But today, after staying at the Ye Family, this was the first time Tang Wan didn't hate him that much.

After quietly leaving his room, she snuck back into her own room like a thief. The moment the door closed, her worried heart slowly calmed down.

"Di, Di!"

The sound of the whistle came from under the villa, it was sharp and ear-piercing.

The room that Tang Wan'er lived in just happened to be able to see the scenery below. She gently parted the heavy curtains and looked down.

No one knew what was happening below, but it seemed that all the servants of the Ye family had rushed over.

The only car she knew was Nightstar's.

The moment the car door opened, Ye Xing stepped out with his legs wide open. His elegant posture carried a strong aura.

Wherever he went, people would report back to him.

After Ye Xing's car stopped, he waved his hand as if he was instructing someone. At this moment, four people walked out of the car closest to his car and carried a single frame out.

On the shelf was a piece of white cloth covering the entire area, tightly wrapping the items within. It was impossible to tell what was inside.

He could only make out a vague outline, it seemed like it was a person …