The three little ones had been constantly hoping for hope, but at that moment, seeing the coffin, all hope was shattered... "Wuwuwu, brother, is it true that our scumbag daddy is never coming back?" Ningning burst into tears. Chenbao, also trying to contain himself, wanted to say something, but even after opening his mouth, no words came out. "Wuwu..." Ningning's sobs suddenly intensified, turning to look at Fan Yuke. "Godmother, Daddy... Where is Mommy sending Daddy? Can we go?" As soon as she finished speaking, Chenbao and Doudou cast pleading glances at Fan Yuke. Fan Yuke deeply regretted letting the children witness such a cruel scene. The other children were still playing in the kindergarten, but they had to watch their mother carry their father's coffin away... She should have cut off the internet and electricity! But it was too late now... "I'll ask your mommy what the follow-up arrangements are." With Li Lingyang's status, it was unclear whether he would go to the funeral home or be taken to the Li family for burial. As he spoke, Fan Yuke walked to the balcony at the side and called Ning Yichu. The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. "Hello--" The moment Ning Yichu's voice sounded, Fan Yuke thought he had dialed the wrong number. Is this still Chuchu's voice? Why is it so hoarse... Fan Yuke asked distressedly, "Chuchu, you...you must accept my condolences and hold on. The children and I are waiting for you..." "The children...are they okay?" "They saw the live broadcast and are crying so hard now. They also want to ask you which funeral home to send Li Lingyang to so that they can come and see Li Lingyang off for the last time..." After all, he is the children's father! Ning Yichu's voice was hoarse, each word escaping her throat. "Don't come over yet. I'm going to the Li family villa to get him some clothes. He's so vain, he definitely won't be able to accept leaving me so broken..." "Okay, okay, then I'll wait for your news." "Yes." "Chuchu..." Fan Yuke could sense her suppressed pain even through the phone. "Take good care of yourself. I'm sure Mr. Li knows what's happening and would definitely want you to get better." ... Elsewhere, Ning Yichu emerged from the funeral home and stumbled into the car, clutching a death certificate. Written in black and white, it read: Li Lingyang. After a whole morning, Li Lingyang's coffin and body were ready. The staff said that with the family's consent, he could be cremated at any time. Cremation... He was clearly a living person before he passed away, and in just a few days, he became a corpse! But... Ning Yichu had no choice but to accept it. Looking at the body inside the coffin that had been blown beyond recognition, she thought about going home to find him some decent clothes, and then picking up the children to give him a ride. The car sped along the road, heading straight for Yudu Longwan. Ning Yichu gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably. The short road seemed to have suddenly become very long, and she drove for a long, long time before reaching the end... At the gate of Yudu Longwan Villa, Li Lingyang rarely lived here since the death of Chen Jiangqing, and only came back occasionally. The first thing he saw was the dim hall, empty, as if no one had been there for a long time. The dark curtains covered all the floor-to-ceiling windows, not letting in a single ray of light, which was extremely depressing. "Young Madam, are... you back?" She was about to go upstairs when she heard the puzzled voice of a middle-aged woman behind her. Looking back, she recognized that the speaker was the villa's cooking maid, who had been working here for many years. "I came back to get some clothes for Li Lingyang. I'll be leaving soon." "Young Master..." The maid looked at Ning Yichu's pale face and said embarrassedly, "Please take care." Ning Yichu looked at the empty villa. "It seems that there are fewer servants here?" The maid sighed. "When disaster strikes, everyone runs away. Since Mr. Li's accident, many people have been assigned to other places by Young Master Ting. Those ungrateful beasts! Some not only left, but also took a lot of things from the villa..." As the maid finished speaking, Ning Yichu's eyes instantly turned cold. "What did they take? Did Lingyang's things also..." "No, no!" The maid waved her hands quickly, obviously startled. "Young Master has been kind to me over the years, so I haven't let anyone touch anything in his room!" "Thank you very much." Ning Yichu suppressed his sadness, took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked into the familiar room. The room was still the same as when Li Lingyang had just left. All the things were in their original places and had not been moved. Even the project documents on the table were still stuck on the page he hadn't finished reading, neatly arranged there, with a thin layer of dust on them. The weather outside was perfect. The sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warm, as if he was still sitting there working. On the chair was Li Lingyang's suit jacket. Ning Yichu remembered that jacket. She seemed to have only mentioned once that he looked very handsome in that color, and then this jacket began to appear frequently in his life. It was as if he was wearing it intentionally for her to see. Thinking of this, Ning Yichu burst into tears again. She walked over and picked up the jacket, and the familiar touch spread from her fingertips to her body like an electric current. She felt a sudden pain in her heart, "Li Lingyang, you big liar..." She clutched Li Lingyang's clothes tightly, tears flowing uncontrollably from her eyes, dripping onto the suit fabric. All the grievances and unwillingness of these days seemed to have found an outlet at this moment and were completely vented. "Didn't you say you'd bring An back? How could you break your promise?" "Li Lingyang, you bastard! I'll never trust you again, ever..." If she had known the Gothenburg lab was a conspiracy, she would have stopped him from getting on the plane that day. She hated herself for not discovering Li Jingting's viciousness sooner, and she also regretted not stopping him. ... The three little ones waited for Ning Yichu to take them to the funeral home, but they waited until evening, and Ning Yichu didn't reply. Fan Yuke called, but no one answered! "Godmother, didn't Mommy say she would pick us up soon?" Chen Bao couldn't sit still anymore. Fan Yuke was also pacing back and forth in the living room, with puffed cheeks, "Well... maybe there are too many things to do at the funeral home. We have to ask the makeup artist to put on makeup for your scumbag dad and clean up first..." "But we don't dislike your scumbag dad!" "No, it's not dislike, it's because we're afraid that you'll have nightmares when you see him..." Ningning cried again with a "wawoo", she would have nightmares when she saw him, was his scumbag dad's corpse torn and unrecognizable? Fan Yuke was heartbroken when she heard the little girl's breathless cry, and hurriedly hugged her to comfort her. It was half an hour later when she finally comforted her. She quietly went around the corridor and called Ning Yichu again, but still no one answered. It's over... When she called today, she felt that Ning Yichu's mood was a little wrong. Chuchu, she wouldn't...
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