Sweet pet sweet wife: President, please sign the divorce

It took a long time for Ye Guiwan to get up from Ke Shubai's arms and get off the bed.

The tears on her face had all dried up, she looked as if she couldn't cry anymore, this kind of Ye Guiwan's coldness was shocking.

Ke Shubai pursed his lips, his emerald green eyes glowing with tenderness.

"Where are you going, Wanwan?"

Ye Guiwan stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, trying to make himself look more proper.

"I'm going to prepare for my mother's funeral."

Ke Shubai stood up with his cane, "Auntie, I have already arranged to send it to the funeral home, and my subordinates will take care of many other matters. I will take you to see Auntie again. You can pack up and contact relatives and friends, okay?" ?”

Ye Guiwan's heart was extremely numb, and she mocked herself for still worrying about Su Chenzhou's life and death, if Su Chenzhou and Ye Rouxin really harmed Yu Jing'an, then Su Chenzhou might as well be dead.

Ye Guiwan has always been able to figure it out, the enemy who killed his mother, no matter how much he loves, there is only hatred left.

"it is good."

Ye Guiwan forced a smile at Ke Shubai, but looked extremely tired.

Ke Shubai felt distressed, but he was also very fortunate that he was by Ye Guiwan's side when Ye Guiwan was most vulnerable.

In fact, this is Ke Shubai, who is always calculating how he will not lose.

It was only when Ye Guiwan walked out of the nursing home that it was already bright, and even the sun had penetrated through the clouds, and what she was holding in her hand was the only thing Yu Jingan left behind in the nursing home.

Ke Shubai was going to do it for him, but Ye Guiwan didn't agree.

But she didn't open it either, because Ye Guiwan just wanted to go to the funeral parlor to see Jing'an for the last time.

When he arrived at the funeral parlor, Ye Guiwan felt that the sun was glowing white, and it was no longer the temperature that could melt everything. Ye Guiwan felt his whole body was cold, and Ke Shubai followed Ye Guiwan silently, without saying a word.

The air-conditioning in the funeral parlor was very strong, and Ke Shubai's exotic atmosphere made the staff remember deeply, so they directly brought Ye Guiwan and Ke Shubai to the room where Yu Jing'an's body was stored.

A layer of frost had already formed on Yu Jing'an's face, Ye Guiwan retracted her outstretched hand, she did not shed tears or speak.

Just stood there for a long time.

Then turn around, "Ready for cremation."

Ye Guiwan has never been so peaceful before. For Jingan, this is the best result. Ye Guiwan knows that although Yu Jingan likes quietness, she also likes to travel when she is young. It is human nature to like freedom, so Jing'an is no exception.

Ye Guiwan knew that Yu Jing'an didn't leave, she just went on a long trip, after a hundred years, Ye Guiwan would definitely meet her again.

This ugly world, it doesn't matter if you don't want it, Ye Guiwan thinks that she will get back what she lost bit by bit.

There are still a few days before joining the group, Ye Guiwan has enough time to finish all these matters.

Ye Guiwan returned to the villa, Ke Shubai had already asked people to pack up everything, Ye Shanglu was taking a nap, the villa was quiet.

Ye Guiwan was glad that Ye Shanglu was asleep at the moment, she really shouldn't be seen by Ye Shanglu in her current state.

Ye Guiwan hardly spoke to Ke Shubai all the way, and only asked where his room was when he returned to the villa.

Ke Shubai tried his best to slow down his tone, he knew that Ye Guiwan was not in a good mood at this time, "The room facing the sun, you like sunshine."