The funeral

Fu huaiyong's footsteps were a little shaky as he grabbed Fu Nanli's hand. "Is it true? They said your father is here."

Yingluo? " Fu Nanli asked with a frown, " who told you guys about this? "

Grandpa Fu didn't bother to answer his question. "I'm asking you a question. Is he here?"

Ye minqiu looked at him nervously.

For someone who had been dead for decades to suddenly bring news that he was not dead, she was willing to forgive him even if there were so many grudges in the past as long as he was still alive.

"He's in the operating theater." Fu Nanli's emotions were complicated.

Fu huaiyong's voice trembled as he asked,"so, it's true?" Is your father really still alive?"

Ye minqiu's eyes reddened and her tears fell uncontrollably.

It was good that he was alive. No matter what he had done in the past, she was willing to forgive him for losing him and finding him again after decades.

Fu Nanli's voice was heavy,"there's no living thing, Zhenzhen."

Fu huaiyong and ye minqiu were stunned. "What do you mean by that?"

"When we saw him, he was already heavily injured."

Qin bei, song an, and the rest of the bodyguards behind him did not dare to say anything. It was obvious that young master wanted to protect miss Wen. They were all young Master's Men and they were on his side. They would not betray young master and miss Wen.

Fu huaiyong opened his mouth nervously and asked,'seriously injured? Then what happened?"

it was already too late when we got to the hospital. Grandpa, mom, my condolences.

Fu huaiyong's legs turned to jelly, and uncle li and the bodyguards beside him quickly supported him.

The corridor was eerily quiet, and the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. Fu huaiyong's tears couldn't stop falling.

He had thought that he had regained what he had lost, but he did not expect that it was only the second time he had lost it. Why did the heavens play such a joke on him?

The door to the operating room was right in front of him, but he did not have the courage to go in. He did not dare to go in.

Ye minqiu was more rational than him. Her voice trembled as she said,"Dad, let's go in and take a look."

In the past, they didn't even see his corpse. They didn't even see him alive or dead. Now, at least they could see his corpse.

At least, his ashes could be buried in the fu family's Cemetery.

What else could she not accept?

He gently pulled open the operating room's sliding door. The man was lying quietly on the operating table, a white cloth covering him from his feet to his head.

It was so close, but ye minqiu felt like she had been walking for half her life.

This man had been wandering outside for half his life. What had happened? In the end, it appeared in front of her as a corpse.

The man's left hand drooped slightly, and the White cloth could not cover it. A ring on his ring finger glowed faintly.

She could tell at a glance that it was their wedding ring.

He was actually still wearing it.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she laughed at herself. What was the point of that?

She gently removed the White cloth covering her face.

Fu huaiyong's vision went dark the moment he saw his son. He almost passed out, and uncle li hurriedly helped him out.

Ye minqiu and Fu xianyuan were the only ones left in the operating room.

Her hot tears dripped onto the White cloth. Ye minqiu chuckled and raised her hand to wipe her tears."I didn't expect that I would shed tears for you in this life."

There was no reaction from the person on the operating table. Ye minqiu gently touched the ring on his finger.

His finger was as cold and emotionless as the ring.

"You're tired, right? I don't know what kind of life you've been living outside, but now, you can have a good sleep. The fu family's Cemetery, you know, the sun is good there, with the Green Mountains behind you and facing the sea. You can sleep peacefully there."