C16

"Young Master stayed here for the night, you should go back to sleep."

"Oh …" Tang Wan dragged out the syllable, retracting her empty gaze.

Uncle Zhang stood by her bedside and asked her what he wanted to eat. Tang Wan originally wanted to refuse, but when she thought of her father's highly rotten corpse, she replied with a sentence of porridge.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was right. What was the point of trying to find out the truth?

That afternoon, Tang Wan was carried out of the hospital by Uncle Zhang. After welcoming the afternoon sun, her head was a bit absent-minded, and she almost fell down. Fortunately, Uncle Zhang was able to support her.

When she returned to the Ye Clan, she was a little apprehensive. She didn't know how to react to Ye Xing and Grandpa Ye.

Halfway to the car, Uncle Zhang suddenly received a call. Since Tang Wan was by his side, he put his hand on his cell phone's loudspeaker and pressed it to his ear.

"Yes, yes."

Tang Wan'er looked out of the window with a troubled expression and didn't notice Uncle Zhang's abnormality.

After Uncle Zhang hung up, he said to the driver, "Little Li, let's go to the funeral parlor."

Hearing the words funeral home, Tang Wan'er quickly turned her gaze, "What happened?"

Uncle Zhang knew this could not be hidden, so he sighed. "It's your father's funeral. The body was left for too long, so we have to cremate it now. I told the driver to hurry up. Maybe we will see your father for the last time."

Tang Wan stuck close to the back seat and forced herself to calm down! Calm down!

On the way, Tang Wan was very conflicted. She hoped that time would pass faster, but she also hoped that it would take a bit longer.

Perhaps it's because of the 'last word' that Uncle Zhang mentioned.

So was this really the last time she and her father had been together?

When they arrived at the funeral home, it was a hot afternoon and they had no intention of letting go of all the people or buildings in the city.

The heat emitted was like an oven. Everyone stood there without moving, and the sweat on their bodies kept on appearing, soaking their clothes.

When Uncle Zhang limped out of the car with Tang Wan, Grandpa Ye's car had just circled around them and left.

Tang Wan stopped, wanting to call out to him, but after seeing the stars, she suddenly stopped.

"If you don't have the courage to die, then live well!" The tall figure of Ye Xing appeared like a god that had arrived. He stood in front of her, blocking two-thirds of her vision.

She raised her head, her snow-white neck giving off a noble aura.

They looked at each other, but Tang Wan'er didn't say anything.

Ye Xing walked around her and made his decision to leave.

Tang Wan'er was momentarily dazzled by his handsome face. Her heart tightened, not knowing whether it was because she was afraid or because she liked him.

"Uncle Zhang, let's go in."

There were only a few rooms in the funeral home, and the body was all together and then cremated.

Tang Wan took a step forward and felt a surge of strength in her arm. She looked back and saw Uncle Zhang tightly grabbing onto her.

"What's wrong?"

"..." Wan'er, we might be late. "

Too late?

Tang Wan suddenly broke free from Uncle Zhang's grasp and ran to the room where the farewell party was held in a crazed manner. What lay inside the crystal coffin was not his father's corpse.

She tried over and over again to hold back her tears, but her eyes still blurred.

After running out of the room where the body had been at the farewell party, he then ran to the cremation room.

When she entered, the cremation chamber's crematorium just happened to have a pile of white bones pushed out by the staff.

The surrounding noise entered his ears.

"This person died quite miserably. He was stabbed three times and was shot countless times. Look at these bones, they are all wounds."

"That's right, who do you think you've offended?"

Tang Wan was startled as tears rolled down her face. She pinched the arm of one of the staff members and asked, "Is this person called Tang Shan?!"

"Yes, family members, don't be agitated. We'll be fine soon."

The staff member wearing a face mask and professional gloves advised Tang Wan to wait at the side first.

Tang Wan listened to them, and saw her father's corpse in their hands. As she wiped her tears away, she tried to calm her mind.

Father, why were you shot!?

Staring at the corpse for a long time, Tang Wan'er couldn't make any sense of it. When the staff poured all of the bones into the urns and handed them over to her, the heavy weight finally declared Tang Shan's departure.

This time, he really left …

With a heavy heart, Tang Wan'er buried the urn behind the grave, but she didn't know how she managed to walk out of it.

These four limbs didn't listen to him at all. They were absolutely unlike his own.

Outside the funeral home, in an empty street, a familiar Rolls-Royce was parked in the most conspicuous spot. Even if Tang Wan didn't have the mood to admire it, she could still see it with a glance.

"Get in."

The window of the car was rolled open. Ye Xing's words were filled with a power that made people submit, and no one could defy him!

Tang Wan originally wanted to avoid him, but she thought that he should know a lot of secrets, so she unexpectedly listened to his words. When she finally reacted, she was already sitting by Ye Xing's side.

"Are you regretful?" In the quiet carriage, his voice was clear to the ears.

"Little Wan regrets that she is unable to help father take revenge!" Tang Wan'er's gaze was sharp as she stared straight at Ye Xing.

Ye Xing disapproved and wasn't scared by her gaze at all. Instead, he playfully curled his lips and lazily placed his hands on the seat behind him. He crossed his legs and said, "I know everything about your father."

His long eyes narrowed into a line, and a mysterious aura flashed through them.

"Conditions." Tang Wan didn't spend much time with Ye Xing, but she clearly understood his temperament. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"Marry me, Mrs. Night." Ye Xing calmly said.

But when Tang Wan'er heard these words, she was unable to calm down for a long time …

"What?" Ye Xing had said this twice already, why did he marry her.

This time it was Tang Wan'er's turn to ask, "Reason?"

Ye Xinghan's fingers, which were as white as jade and as sharp as bamboo, gently lifted, as they moved along her tender face and vaguely slid to the corner of her mouth. "Compared to a few days of loneliness, I really like you like you like this."

Tang Wan'er was filled with boredom towards him.

"God knows why I wanted to help you."

Tang Wan's firm and disgusted gaze completely angered Ye Xing. He suddenly retracted his finger and sat up straight like a statue.

Whether it was his figure or appearance, he was simply perfect at 365 degrees without any blind spots.

"Eh." Tang Wan was stunned for a moment. So, did she accidentally offend this man again?

Along the way, the temperamental Ye Xing did not take the initiative to speak with Tang Wan'er, nor did he bring his home. Instead, they went to a bar on the outskirts of the city.

After the last incident, she had a special kind of relationship with the bar.

Even if they approached him, they would be rejected.