The Vengeful Wife: Is the CEO Scared?

Although Aunt Wang had doubts, she followed suit and took out tweezers from the box and handed them to her.

Yan Yiyi took the tweezers and randomly pinched and closed the bloody feet.

"Afraid of needles?"

Yan Yiyi ignored him, as if the feet were not her own, picking them up and down.

Ji Mochen couldn't stand it anymore, and grabbed the tweezers, "Let me do it."

He wiped off the blood oozing around the wound with clean gauze, and after confirming the location of the broken glass, he picked it up with tweezers precisely.

"Hiss." Yan Yiyi gasped at the moment the broken glass was pulled out, but she didn't cry out the pain.

Ji Mochen threw the broken glass onto the gauze next to him, and said, "You asked for this, don't move, there is another piece."

After all the broken glass was cleaned up, Ji Mochen poured hydrogen peroxide on her feet, rinsed them with salt water, and wrapped them with gauze after wiping alcohol and applying anti-inflammatory and scar-removing ointment.

"Wrap it well, don't touch the water in the future."

Yan Yiyi looked at her feet that had been wrapped into rice dumplings with a slightly embarrassed expression, "How do you wear shoes?"

Ji Mochen's ears turned red unnaturally. This was the first time he had bandaged someone. He said flatly, "I'll hug you, or take a wheelchair."

"Is there no other choice?" Let him hug her?I'm sorry, she has a cleanliness freak, I don't know how many women he has laid in his arms.Sitting in a wheelchair is too exaggerated. If my mother sees it, she will inevitably be worried...

In the end Yan Yiyi resigned to her fate and chose a wheelchair.Ji Mochen personally pushed the armrest of the wheelchair and pushed her out.

"Mom, why are you here?" Yan Yiyi looked at Mrs. Lin and asked, "over there in the mourning hall..."

"Yiyi, what's wrong with your foot? Is it serious? Are you in a wheelchair?"

"She's fine, but she can't wear shoes." Ji Mochen raised his hand and gently wiped the tip of his nose, then turned his head to look away in embarrassment.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Mrs. Lin probably had something to do with it, but she didn't point it out, "Someone has already come from the hospital, and they said they have to send him to be cremated now, which makes it difficult for us to get the body out for a funeral." It's already very accommodating. I came here to ask you to... send Lao Lin to him... for the last journey."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Yan Yiyi asked.

"They said that Lao Lin had an infectious disease, and the corpse would also be infected, so they should not be left outside for too long."

Yan Yiyi frowned, feeling a little strange, why the hospital was so concerned this time, "What infectious disease?"

Mrs. Lin shook her head, "They didn't say the details, and I didn't want to ask. Anyway, Lao Lin will leave sooner or later, and I don't want to selfishly keep him by my side until his body rots and stinks before being cremated. Let's go, the hospital The car over there to contact the crematorium has arrived."

When Yan Yiyi and Mrs. Lin arrived, the staff of the crematorium had already loaded Lin Xuhui's body into the car. Seeing Mrs. Lin coming, they said hello, started the car, and drove towards the crematorium.

Ji Mochen pushed Yan Yiyi to the side of the road, and directly carried her into his extended black Lincoln car.

"Let go of me, I want to sit with my mother."

"Mrs. Lin's car has already started, or are you planning to run behind and drag your bruised feet? So that President Lin can see your filial piety in sending him off for the last time? Or do you want to let Lin The president has to worry about you in the underground? Huh? Yan Yiyi, why are you still so stupid after three years?"

"Am I stupid? Ji Mochen, you just wait for the day when I see such a stupid me send you to prison with my own hands!"

She admitted that she was deceived by lard that day, and followed him to the planting base. She was deceived by his rhetoric and deliberately ignored her father's death.

She admitted that she was stupid before, and Ji Mochen gave her a little sweetness, and she couldn't refuse.If you didn't understand it before, you think he still has himself in his heart.So now, she will not be stupid, her relationship with Ji Mochen can only be an enemy.

Xu Geng sat in the co-pilot's seat and was uneasy. There was a woman who dared to directly call the name of BOSS, and even uttered wild threats.He waited for a while and didn't see the BOSS throwing the woman out of the car, which was really uncharacteristic.Any woman he had seen before, as long as he was within one meter of the boss, the boss would call the security immediately.But now this woman not only approached the boss of his house, but also threatened that nothing would happen, which immediately aroused his curiosity.

Xu Geng secretly glanced at the rearview mirror hanging on the upper left of the car. In the mirror, Ji Mochen had a stern face. He tore off the tie that was neatly arranged before getting out of the car and threw it aside.

Suddenly, Ji Mochen looked at the mirror in front of him, and Xu Geng looked at each other, and said in an uncompromising tone: "Drive."

His shirt collar was slightly open, and his hands were casually resting on the sofa behind Yan Yiyi.

Yan Yiyi violently lifted a strand of hair and pinned it behind her ear. She only felt that it was very hot. As long as Ji Mochen was by her side, the air seemed to become hot. She kept raising her hand to fan the wind, "The car window can open?"

When Xu Geng heard this, his back suddenly stiffened. The boss didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to answer casually. Let's just wait and see.

"Is it very hot?" Ji Mochen glanced at her suspiciously, because the two of them were very close, and Yan Yiyi could even feel that when he just turned sideways, his lips touched her hair .

"En." She agreed impatiently, and moved her position to the side quietly.

"Open the window."

Seeing that his boss had spoken, Xu asked the driver to open the window.

The sound of swishing wind rushed in from outside the car, blowing Yan Yiyi's long black hair, and the air carried the faint scent of shampoo on her head into Ji Mochen's nasal cavity, which smelled very nice.

Because the hospital said that Lin Xuhui's body needed special treatment, the funeral home was also designated by the hospital.

When Yan Yiyi and Ji Mochen arrived, Mrs. Lin was still standing at the door with Dabao and Xiaobao waiting for them to go in together.

Ji Mochen detoured around the trunk to take out the folding wheelchair and unfolded it, then walked to the side where Yan Yiyi was, opened the car door, carried her out and put her on the wheelchair.

"Let's go in." Mrs. Lin said with a hint of sadness in her tone. She took the hands of the two children and walked towards the funeral home.Ji Mochen pushed Yan Yiyi and followed behind.

Next to the gray wall was a row of blue chairs, on which sat a middle-aged woman who was about to faint from crying, chanting a dialect that Yan Yiyi could not understand.

Yan Yiyi turned her head to look at Mrs. Lin, seeing that her expression was as usual, she was slightly relieved.

Mrs. Lin also heard the crying next to her, but she couldn't cry like that woman. She still has two children, and a family's livelihood needs her to maintain. She...can't become so vulnerable, She must be strong!
Under the guidance of the staff, the group of them turned through a corridor and arrived at the cremation place.

Yan Yiyi watched with her own eyes through the glass cover that Uncle Lin's body was slowly pushed into a large furnace by the staff. After a while, a burnt smell floated in the air.

"Mom, you should take Dabao and Xiaobao out first, they are still young, so don't let them see such things..."

"It doesn't matter, Yiyi, they will have to face it sooner or later. If they don't come to see Lao Lin off on this last journey, Lao Lin will definitely be angry. They are his favorite sons!"

Looking at her mother's trembling figure, Yan Yiyi felt so sad that she was about to die. Hot tears unconsciously rolled across her fair face and flowed into her mouth.

This was the second time she felt tears were bitter, the first time was when her father died.

Dabao and Xiaobao were still holding Madam Lin's hand tightly, squatting down, jumping up from time to time, and circling around her.

"Da Bao Xiao Bao, don't make trouble, okay?" Mrs. Lin knelt down and looked at the two of them and said patiently: "Let's say goodbye to Dad, okay?"

"Where is Dad going?" Xiao Bao asked innocently, biting his finger.

"Dad, he...goes to a far away place."

"How far?" Dabao opened his arms, "Is it as far as the sky?"

Mrs. Lin rubbed his hair and nodded.

"Then can I go and play with Dad?"

"No."

"Then when can I?"

"Well...you have to grow up."

"Then I will grow up tomorrow, okay mom!"

Mrs. Lin smiled, "Okay, then grow up quickly! Dad will be very happy."

"I regret it, I want to grow up today, my father didn't talk to me yesterday and today, I miss him so much!" Dabao said holding his mouth.

"Your father is busy now, let him take you to the beach when he is free, okay?"

"Okay!" Dabao and Xiaobao replied together, "Daddy can keep his word, right!"

Mrs. Lin nodded, "Of course, Dad never lied."

Yan Yiyi watched the conversation between the mother and the son, and felt a warm current in her heart. The original family of four, but now...

After the cremation, the staff packed up all the ashes and put them in a small black jar prepared by Mrs. Lin before, and handed them to her. "Get it and go quickly, don't stand here, or the next one won't come in, and I have to worry about eating."

Mrs. Lin took the box, feeling relieved, "Da Bao Xiao Bao, let's take Dad home." Then she turned her head and said to Yan Yiyi, "Let's go."

The real eternal separation between heaven and man only takes such a short time, there is no expected grief, he is gone, she is still alive, with his share, lingering on.

Yan Yiyi didn't say a word along the way, and Ji Mochen just sat quietly aside.

After a long time, Ji Mochen still couldn't help wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know how to speak. He racked his brains and finally just said, "Where are you going?"

Yan Yiyi was startled, where are you going?Where should she go?back office?No, no, mother is in this state, how can she go back to the company?

"Or go back to President Lin?"

Yan Yiyi nodded.