Chapter 2780

At that age, I don't know anything.

When he heard the cry, he looked for the voice and looked at it. Needless to say, it was Mrs. Ye.

He moved his eyes to a tall man with a hat standing beside Mrs. Ye.

Ye Miao? From his back, it was Ye Miao. He took a few steps but stopped. He felt that although his back was very similar, the man felt more oppressive than ye Miao.

The other party moved, he immediately moved away from the line of sight, even he did not know why there would be such a move.

Several pairs of old people stood together, and Wang Qi's eyes immediately locked on one of them.

Isn't that Xia Yihan? The woman who has won the most jewelry design awards in the world today, and designs jewelry for the Italian royal family.

He looked at it carefully and made sure he didn't read it wrong. This woman is definitely Xia Yihan in the magazine. Although the other party hasn't given any interviews for nearly five years, because the women at home like her jewelry, he has read it and paid attention to it.

The other party seemed to notice her sight and nodded to him. Her eyes were red, but she looked calm.

The music of the funeral is not sad, but Hai Ziyu, who plays the piano, has red eyes. Si Wenbing always stands by her side, like a knight guarding her.

This funeral, only the Ye family members are in, everyone's eyes are the same sad and sad.

Wang Qi is looking for him, but he can't find the person he wants to see most. Ye Shuimo and ye Miao have not appeared yet.

Can't anyone find out that these two people haven't come yet! He was very anxious and wanted to ask someone, but all the people were silent and reserved. It seemed that everyone thought it was normal.

"Mr. Ye will surely comfort her." Sister Liu patted him on the shoulder, comforting each other and comforting herself.

"Hello." The two turned their heads and felt a little strange that the woman named Wang Feifei took the initiative to talk to each other.

Wang Qi didn't answer immediately, but sister Liu said hello, although she didn't know her.

Wang Feifei's attention is not on them at all. It seems that he is just trying not to let himself stand here alone.

Even today, she also painted delicate make-up, but she cried. She knew Jinbao had not been rescued. She cried for a long time. She didn't know whether she was crying because her child was gone or because she felt better after crying.

Ye Shuimo should not have told the whole story. She was very upset, so after pretending to say hello to Wang Qi, she settled down and went immediately.

When she saw aunt Ding, she immediately said hello, but from the bottom of her heart, she was afraid of the people standing beside aunt Ding. Even the voice of calling was trembling.

Ding Yiyi just nodded to her, which was the most common thing people did at the funeral today. She didn't hear a word. Although the couple didn't say anything, she didn't like what the little girl did.

Wang Feifei how smart, immediately aware of the woman in front of him do not like, so turned his eyes to ye Chuqing there, hoping to find a little resonance, but the other side is just crying.

I can't stay here any longer, especially those two men like sculpture. Their sight seems to be able to see through everything. She really can't stay, for fear of being seen through, afraid of being caught and asked.

Wang Feifei ran away.

It should be that no one knows what happened that day. Ye Shuimo certainly didn't say it, but she was absolutely right. If ye Shuimo didn't want to rush up, Jinbao would never have happened.

If she didn't follow up, if she didn't quarrel with herself, how could she let go of Jinbao's hand? The heart repeatedly said this, and soon accepted such a hint.

See ye ink that moment, she is still some guilty to the side to avoid, do not want to let the other side see.

Ye Shuimo has been too thin to be human, but today she is quietly wearing a white skirt. If you know her, you will know that she does not know the funeral taboo at all, but does not want to let the child leave in a strange place.

Jinbao is lying in the coffin, wearing a white skirt. Beside her is a white rose. She is an angel who has come to this world. She has not been contaminated with the color of the world. She will go back to heaven again. When she comes, she will be transparent and when she leaves, she will be pure white.

Everyone stood in line with a white rose in their hands. They didn't want the child to leave in tears. Haiziyu put in a gentle but absolutely not sad piano song with tears. They all held back their tears, and even ye Chuqing tried hard not to cry.

Ye Shuimo and ye Miao are the last two. They hold hands. In the palm is the flower of a white rose, just like Jinbao's life. They have not yet absorbed enough nutrition to blossom. Although they are always flowers, they will always retain their beauty.

"Thank you, willing to be our child, willing to grow up with me, willing to teach me how to be a mother."

Huaguduo is placed on the coffin with her whisper. Ye Shuimo blinks, and a line of clear tears flows down her eyes.

She didn't hold back after all.Ye Miao pressed people in her arms, blocking her tears, hoarse voice, "she did not see, you still smile to meet her."

Ye Shuimo shrank in his arms and nodded his head at random. His shirt was wet with tears.

Wang Qi stood far away. No matter how prepared he was in his mind, he never thought that such a beautiful person would be so haggard now.

Sister Liu has been paying attention to him. If necessary, she will stop people. He is not needed on this occasion. Although it is cruel, she can feel at ease when she sees the people around her who are tensed up, but does not mean to rush up.

The funeral ended in a peaceful atmosphere. The weather was fine and the wind was soft. It was like bringing a child and taking her away in this way.

Ye Shuimo did not faint. In addition to the uncontrollable loss of control before, she supported the whole funeral with strong support. When people left by car one after another, only Jinbao could not walk. She would stay here forever and watch people coming and going.

Wang Feifei didn't leave. She looked at the smiling face of the child on the tombstone and cried.

Tears make up her eyes, the whole face mottled ridiculous.

She is not heartless, how can she not be sad?

This is also her child. She is the one who gave birth to this baby in October!

"I'm sorry, mom didn't mean to. I don't know it will be like this. If you do it again, I will protect you. Don't blame me. If you want to blame, you can only blame Ye Shuimo. She came to rob you, otherwise you won't have an accident."

Hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes, she immediately wiped away her tears, thinking that it was someone who turned back, but she was surprised when she turned to see someone.

"It's you."

"It's you."

Aoxue didn't expect to see Wang Feifei. They had cooperated with each other before. In order to capture Ye's family, of course, she also successfully used Wang Feifei in the end. After that, they shot and scattered.

Today, Aoxue is not in the mood to explore why this woman is crying here. She puts a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of Jinbao's tomb.

"You missed the funeral." Wang Feifei stood behind her, wondering if the woman had heard what she had just said, and deliberately had nothing to say.

"I know." Ao snow cold answer, Ding Yiyi inform her, that is the first time she does not hate that woman's voice.

She came long ago, but she didn't come in, listening to the piano music from the cemetery. This time, she didn't want to find fault. She didn't want to let the whole funeral atmosphere drop to the freezing point because of her appearance. She didn't want to let Ye Shuimo, who was already heartbroken, to be more impacted.

after sending flowers, she turned around and left Wang Feifei aside.

She didn't go home, but went straight to the high-end apartment. As usual, she was lying in bed. Although she was older, she was still in good spirits.

Aoxue stares at her for a long time, and thinks that she has everything. Maybe when this woman dies, she can also be liberated.

After the funeral, ye Shuimo still did not come to the foundation. Although they were worried, they did not dare to call to disturb them.

At home, ye Shuimo sat at the table, "you go to work."

"What's the matter?" Ye Miao puts the plate with bacon, fried eggs and chicken breast on the table. He looks at the bones of his wife's shoulders protruding out. He is very nervous, but he has to pretend that nothing has happened. "I'm on vacation."

"Well, don't think about it. Drink the milk." He put the milk into Ye Shuimo's hand and watched her put the mouth of the cup to her lips. Then he relaxed, but saw that she only drank two sips and then put down her eyebrows, and then frowned fiercely.

"Good, how about a few more drinks?" He coaxed.

In order not to let him worry, ye Shuimo sipped and said that she had no appetite. Even if she didn't eat, she didn't feel hungry, but she didn't want the people in front of her to worry. So, as long as she pressed down her stomach, she could eat more.

After Jinbao's accident, ye Shuimo, which used to be 100 Jin healthy, is now only left with a bone, which has lost more than 20 jin. In this way, she diluted Ye Miao's sadness a lot and took care of his wife wholeheartedly.

He can't lose her, and he can't live without her.

"You go to work. I can do it alone." Ye Shuimo mentioned it again.

Ye Miao didn't want to leave her at all, but he didn't want to have different opinions on this matter, so he said, "OK, I'll leave after breakfast. Just in time, my mother said that she would deliver something and she could accompany you."

Ye Shuimo of course knows the reason why her mother-in-law has come, but she still nods and pretends not to know. She is just tired and doesn't want to say anything.

Ye Miao goes to change her clothes. She is in a daze with a knife and fork. Suddenly, there is a noisy sound in her head. Until the fork slips in the dining plate, she doesn't realize when to release her hand.

There is a moment, the brain is blank, but it is not quiet, but there are many voices in the mind, and their own voice is hidden in all the voices, as if the soul flew out of the body, although only for a moment, but that feeling is not bad, at least not so painful."What are you thinking?" Ye Miao bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

Ye Shuimo retreated a little frightened. She was so absorbed that she didn't find anyone behind her.

"Wife." Ye Miao was really worried, "doesn't it matter? Tell me everything, even a little thing. "