Ling Han didn't hide his words from anyone. He didn't seem to mind airing his dirty linen in public, or maybe he deliberately wanted to embarrass Ye Huanyan in front of everyone.
He was disgusted by Ye Huanyan's hypocritical appearance.
No matter what she said to her grandmother, the final transfer of the inheritance had exposed all her motives.
Now that her goal had been achieved, she was still acting here. It only made him feel that this show was finally over.
The faces of all the doctors present stiffened. They stood in front of the bed and didn't dare to breathe.
Ye Huanyan gritted her teeth and finally let go of the old lady's wrists.
It wasn't because of Ling Han's words, but because she finally felt that her grandma's body had completely turned cold. There was no longer any warmth that could warm her.
From this moment on, there would be no family in this world who loved her.
Ling Han, however, thought that his words had hit her soft spot. He laughed coldly and left decisively.
The sound of the hospital bed's pulley rubbing against the ground came from the room and gradually faded away. Aunt Zhang squatted down and whispered something in her ear, then left.
In such a large intensive care unit, she was the only one left. She was wearing an expensive bright red wedding dress, and the gold jewelry on her head jingled. She staggered and moved, and the jade pendant on her waist, which was worth a million yuan, fell to the ground and instantly broke into two halves.
Looking at the broken jade pendant, Ye Huanyan only felt as if there was a bloody smell in her nose. Countless kinds of grief surged into her heart, and her blood surged.
With a "wah" sound, she finally cried.
In this bleak ward, the sound of crying was so shrill that no one dared to stop.
All of this was like a joke.
Three days later, at the funeral, there were many guests who came to pay their condolences. Those who came and went were all famous people. They wore black dresses and placed a bunch of yellow or white chrysanthemums in front of the huge black and white photo. There was an endless stream of men and women.
The Ling Family was a big family. Even though there were few relatives in the main family, there were many collateral relatives. Except for Chris, who was accompanying Second Young Mistress in the United States with the baby, Ling Dongyu's family had all come back. Ling Zhan was wearing a black suit and stood beside Ling Han with his two sisters.
Ling Han wore mourning clothes and a white flower on his chest. He stood in front of the black and white photo frame and bowed to every person who came.
Ye Huanyan wore a black dress and a coat to cover her pregnant belly. Accompanied by Aunt Zhang, she stood behind Ling Li and Ling Xue. Her thin figure was almost invisible in the Ling family........... She stared at the huge black and white photo in a daze...
For the past two days, she had been in a trance. She dreamed of all the things that had happened in the past few years.
She thought that the pain of losing her mother two years ago would never happen again, but she never thought that the world would always use cruel methods to temper all of one's willpower, even if that little bit of willpower was clearly just a string that was stretched taut.
Ling Li turned around and stole a glance at her. He reached out and squeezed her palm. "Sister, don't be sad."
She wanted to say that at the funeral two years ago, but at that time, she was young and immature. She couldn't even bring herself to say a word of comfort.
Ye Huanyan looked like she had lost her soul. She continued to look at the black and white photo in a daze.
Ling Li was about to say something, but his sister tugged at him and signaled for him to look up.
Ling Li followed Ling Xue's gaze and frowned.
A slim woman stood in front of the old lady's portrait. She wore a black gown and was respectfully bowing and offering flowers. When she turned around, her face was that of the woman who often appeared in various entertainment newspapers with Ling Han.
Ling Li's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively turned around to look at Ye Huanyan's face.
However, he realized that Ye Huanyan didn't seem to have any reaction.
She was stunned. "Sister..."
The mournful music in the auditorium was like a heavy hammer, hitting people's hearts again and again. When Ling Li reached out to hold Ye Huanyan's hand, he seemed to have touched a chord in her heart.
"Ding!" Following the sudden rise and fall of the mournful music, Ye Huanyan's thin body fell down lightly. She didn't move at all.
Ling Li exclaimed, "Sister..."
Fortunately, the mournful music was so loud that Ling Han couldn't see or hear anything from where he was standing.
When he heard the sound, Ling Han frowned and turned around to look. Before he could react, he heard Sheng Anran's voice in his ear.
"I'll go take a look. You can't leave here. Continue with your work."
He couldn't leave the condolence ceremony. Thinking that Ling Zhan, Ling Li, and the others were behind him, he followed Sheng Anran.
It was a mess behind. Ling Li was young and couldn't support Ye Huanyan. Ling Zhan stepped forward to help. He helped Ye Huanyan to the lounge next to the auditorium and helped her lie down on the sofa.
When he helped her lie down, Ling Zhan's gaze fell on Ye Huanyan's lower abdomen. He was stunned. He clenched his fingers and looked at Ye Huanyan in disbelief for a while before he turned his head away.
"Ling Li, stay with her. I... I have something to do. I'll go out first."
Before Ling Li could see his reaction, he hurriedly escaped, as if he wanted to escape from a reality that he couldn't face.
"Sister..." Ling Li patted her cheek, but there was no reaction. He suddenly became anxious.
At this time, there was a sound of unhurried footsteps approaching from outside the door.
Ling Li turned around and his eyes suddenly became alert.
"Why are you here? What are you doing here? "
Sheng Anran came without makeup today. Her face was slightly pale and she looked a little haggard, as if she was really too sad.
As soon as she entered the door, she only glanced at Ye Huanyan and then walked to the cabinet with the water dispenser. Her tone was very cold and with a bit of contempt.
"What can I do? There are so many people outside. Little sister, don't be so conspiratorial. Han just asked me to come and see if you need help. "
"I don't need your help. You can go out."
Ling Li's natural intuition told him that the woman in front of him was not a good person.
"She's in shock. If you don't wake her up soon, something big will happen."
Sheng Anran came over with a glass of water and looked at Ling Li. "Are you going to let her die?"
"She won't die. I'll call my dad."
Although she said so, Ling Li didn't dare to leave casually. She didn't believe the woman in front of her. She didn't know what she would do to Ye Huanyan.
"Don't bother. I have a way."
Sheng Anran raised the corner of his mouth and smiled very gently.
"No need for you..."
"Don't worry, little sister. You're here. You're Ling Han's sister. If I really dare to do anything to Ye Huanyan, you can sue me. Won't I be miserable?"
There was some truth in what he said.
Ling Li was a little hesitant. After hesitating for a while, she took a deep breath and decided to go all out. Anyway, she was a witness, so she wouldn't dare to do anything wrong.
"Well, give it a try."
"Okay," Sheng Anran raised his eyebrows, and there was a flash of insidiousness in his eyes.
As soon as his voice fell, the disposable cup in Sheng Anran's hand was raised high.
A huge splash of water burst out, cold to the bone, along Ye Huanyan's cheek and flowed into her neck.
Her whole body quivered as she sat up in shock.
"What are you doing?" Ling Li pushed Sheng Anran away. "Are you crazy?"
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