I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Shi Qingfeng didn't have the energy to care about Sheng Xichen, so he ran out after Shi Xiyue, still holding Shi Xiyue's slippers in his hand.

At this time, Bin City was still dark. It was around six o'clock in the morning, and the weather was very cold. Shi Xiyue ran barefoot in the yard. It wasn't until she reached the Buddhist hall in the backyard that her steps subconsciously slowed down.

There were countless candles lit in the Buddhist hall, but the light was still a little dim. The air is filled with the smell of incense, wax, money and paper. In the middle are several Buddha statues from when Mrs. Sheng was alive, and in front is a long table.

There was a small red coffin on the table. In front of the coffin was an incense burner, and two servants were kneeling on the mats, burning money and paper.

Shi Qin, Li Zhiyou and Shi Qingmo are still waiting here.

They heard the movement at the door of the Buddhist hall and subconsciously stood up from their chairs.

"Yueyue, why are you..."

Shi Qingmo exclaimed and wanted to say something, but saw Shi Xiyue walking in from outside with bare feet.

She was still wearing thin pajamas, with a fever-reducing patch on her forehead, and her face was pale and bloodless.

The feet that stepped on the cold floor clearly bore marks scratched by stones and weeds.

Shi Qingmo took off his suit jacket, walked quickly to Shi Xiyue, and put the jacket on her body.

"Yueyue, it's too cold here. Let me take you back to your room." Shi Qin stepped forward and supported Shi Xiyue's arm, not wanting her to see Guoguo's appearance.

Shi Xiyue withdrew her arm from Shi Qin's hand, and gradually approached the little red coffin opposite with her bare feet step by step.

The suit jacket that belonged to Shi Qingmo fell to the ground.

She stood in front of the coffin, her eyes resting on the coffin for a long time. Although her eyes looked empty, the tears that fell quietly were enough to prove how painful her heart was at this time.

"My daughter...where is she?"

She knew that Guoguo was in that coffin, but she didn't want to believe it. She hoped to get a reply that the child was playing somewhere or sleeping in the room.

Shi Qingfeng and Sheng Xianchen, who were holding slippers at the outer door, came one after another.

Sheng Xichen looked at the scene in the Buddhist hall, and he was also stunned.

Even though he was a man with an extremely strong heart, he still broke his guard when faced with the scene in front of him.

The person lying inside the coffin is his daughter. How could his baby girl be lying in something like that when she was so young?

Shi Qin looked at the faces of Sheng Xichen and Shi Xiyue. She couldn't restrain herself and quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hands. The heartbreaking pain surged into my heart, and the tears in my eyes poured out uncontrollably like a ruthless night rain.

Li Zhiyou held Shi Qin's hand and inadvertently tightened his grip instinctively.

In this scene, anyone with a little bit of emotion would break their guard in an instant.

Shi Xiyue walked around the incense burner in front, walked to the side of the coffin, and gently covered it with her hand.

The hand was trembling, but his eyes were particularly cold. She snapped, "Open it."

"Yueyue, Guoguo has settled down. Let her have a good rest here. Let's not disturb her sweet dreams, okay?"

Shi Qingmo's gentle comfort.

"I said, open it!" She emphasized again, her words were very cold.

"..." Shi Qingmo said no more.

Seeing that no one was willing to help her, Shi Xiyue grabbed the lid of the coffin and dismantled it with all her strength.

"Yueyue, calm down. Guoguo won't rest in peace if you act like this..." Li Zhiyou stepped forward to stop her. “Trust us, we’ve put her to rest and she’s going to rest in peace.

She will definitely be fine in another world..."

"Shut up, I'll let you open this." Shi Xiyue interrupted Li Zhiyou angrily. “I want to see her, she won’t rest in peace.

She doesn't need to rest, she won't leave me, she just falls asleep.

Why do you want to imprison her in this thing? She will be afraid of the dark, she will cry, she will get into trouble.

When she makes a fuss, you can't even see her outside.

Open...open..."

She frantically grabbed the lid of the coffin with her hands, scratching her fingers.

"Open it, don't let her hurt herself again, let her take another look at Guoguo." Shi Qingfeng motioned to Li Zhiyou.

Shi Qingmo didn't wait for Li Zhiyou to take action. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he disassembled the fixings on both sides of the coffin, and then pushed open the upper lid.

The little girl's body inside the coffin was covered by an oversized red cloth.

Sheng Xinchen rushed over and stood on one side of the coffin, staring at the baby girl inside.

Shi Xiyue suddenly felt that she was about to suffocate, her heart was beating so fast, she breathed heavily, trying her best to calm down her mood.

"Yueyue, don't..." When Shi Qingmo saw Shi Xiyue reaching out and trying to take away the red cloth covering Guoguo, he quickly grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Go away." She scolded coldly and forced Shi Qingmo's hand away. Then he grabbed the red cloth cover and opened it.

When the little girl's unrecognizable face came into her eyes, her legs paralyzed in an instant. She almost fell to the ground, but luckily Shi Qin stood behind her and held her firmly.

"..." Sheng Xianchen remained silent, his deep eyes fixed on the little girl's face for a long time, and tears dripped from his eyes, each one clear.

On the training ground, the scene of Guoguo falling from the sky echoed in his mind like a movie.

He regretted and blamed himself, wishing that he had jumped into the oil pan. In that case, Guoguo's tragedy could have been avoided.

Shi Xiyue leaned over the coffin, her trembling fingers gently resting on the little girl's head, carefully arranging the permed hair.

Even if she saw her lying in the coffin with her own eyes, she didn't want to believe that her precious daughter was really gone.

She suddenly made a very big move and took the little girl out of the coffin.

For a moment, everyone was panicked.

"Yueyue, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up and put it down..."

"Don't touch Guoguo's body..."

"Why are you doing this? Let her rest in peace..."

Shi Xiyue did not leave the Buddhist hall, she just put the little girl's body in her arms and held her tightly. As if this way she could survive and be by her side all the time.

"Don't touch me...go away...don't move..." Shi Xiyue howled heartbreakingly to stop them from taking her daughter away. "What body? What rest?

Guo Guo is still alive and well. "She patted the little girl's body gently and murmured blindly.