On the day of the divorce, the CEO’s ex-husband suffered from morning sickness

There was no emotion in Su Mo's eyes, but it made her look colder and colder: "Does my mother have to wait for an outsider on her way to hell?"

Zhou Pan didn't find anyone he cared about, his son or his parents.

Apart from them, she thought, Zhou Pan didn't want to see anyone else.

And Gu Chen... wasn't worth her waiting.

"Crimson."

outsider……

Lu Yan's heart suddenly trembled, and he wanted to say something, but when Su Mo's pale eyes glanced at him, he couldn't say a word.

Grass!

it's too cold.

No one could say anything to stop her under Su Mo's gaze.

He was very suspicious. If he continued talking, Su Mo would probably ask the people at the funeral home to kick him out.

He tried his best.

Just when the staff of the funeral home were about to send Zhou Pan in for cremation, Gu Chen finally walked in with the support of He Wen and Chen Nian.

He Wen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhou Pan's body was still there.

Finally, I caught up.

After Gu Chen fainted yesterday, he was rushed to the hospital.

After the doctor checked, he found that the wound was indeed inflamed.

"Nonsense! This is a fatal injury. You should be lying at home. Why are you running around outside? Look, it's infected now!"

"Let's get some fluids first and see when the fever subsides."

It wasn't until dawn that Gu Chen's fever subsided, but he still didn't wake up.

Seeing that the time was coming, He Wen had no choice but to send Gu Chen out first behind the doctor's back.

If Gu Chen hadn't woken up when he arrived at the funeral home, he might have pinched him to force him to wake up.

Fortunately, Gu Chen woke up in time.

"Wait, young lady, wait a moment."

Su Mo turned sideways and looked over lightly, but once his eyes touched Gu Chen's slightly, he looked away again.

She motioned to the staff to stop.

Gu Chen broke away from the hands held by He Wen and Chen Nian, walked step by step in front of Su Mo, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Su Mo looked up at him and said calmly, "Just send me a flower."

Gu Chen felt helpless in his heart. He nodded, picked up the flowers and placed them on Zhou Pan.

An apology passed through his heart.

The fire rose and Zhou Pan's body was burned in the fire.

Su Mo stared blankly at the rising flames, and there didn't seem to be much sadness in his heart.

In this life, Zhou Pan is not living happily, so this is not a relief.

The person left, and in the end only less than two kilograms of ashes were left.

Su Mo held the urn, carefully placed it in the cemetery, covered it with the first handful of soil, and then stepped aside.

With a pale face, Gu Chen also covered it with a handful of soil.

Su Mo didn't stop him.

The two of them stepped aside and watched the staff bury the ashes little by little.

An extremely simple funeral was completed in this way.

Gu Chen supported his body and turned to look at Su Mo: "Su Mo, I..."

"I want to talk to my mother one more time." Su Mo interrupted, her eyes only fixed on the photo of Hope on the tombstone: "You all go down first."

"Momo." Luo Yi was a little worried and wanted to persuade.

Jingze pulled her and said to Su Mo, "We'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain."

Su Mo didn't respond.

Jingze took Luo Yi and walked away in three steps.

Gu Chen pursed his lips and refused to move.

Fu Zirui's face was slightly cold: "Mr. Gu, let's go down the mountain together."

It turned out that he disliked Gu Chen less and less.

He Wen also said: "Mr. Gu, give the young lady some time."

Gu Chen had no choice but to follow a few people down the mountain.

His injuries were not healed, and he was at the end of his strength after holding on for so long. He fainted again after taking only a few steps.

He Wen hurriedly found someone to take him to the hospital again.

Fu Zirui squinted his eyes, looked at the direction everyone was leaving, and turned around to walk up the mountain.