When he drove to the funeral home in the suburbs, Ye Yining looked a little pale due to the hangover. He was confused all the way and was completely out of shape.

He drove the car into the parking space and parked it. As soon as he got off the car, he was stopped by a woman wearing a silver-gray suit. Ye Yining almost recognized it at a glance. This was the secretary on the other end of the phone last night.

Looking in the direction of the secretary's finger, a black luxury car with a closed window was parked not far away. Her heart was stuttering. Even though the pain brought by the hangover was tormenting herself, the joy that surged from the bottom of her heart still made Ye Yining's lips curl up a faint smile.

"Professor Ye wants to say something to Miss Yining. If you don't mind... please go over!" The secretary looked at the white and black words at the entrance of the funeral home with some fear, and smiled a little reluctantly. She didn't want to come to kill such a place. She has been with Professor Ye Dechang for so long. This is the first time she knows about Professor Ye's other daughter's job.

"Okay." Ye Yining clearly saw the resistance in the secretary's eyes, and simply responded and walked straight to the luxury car.

The moment the car door was opened, the face of his father who had not seen for a long time came into Ye Yining's eyes, restrained his previous smile, sat on the leather seat with an expressionless face. There was no communication between the two eyes, and the interaction was even worse than the stranger, but it was the two men and women who were not even as good as strangers, which were actually father-daughter relationships.

"Who are you married?" Ye Dechang said these four words coldly, which contrasted with his kind and professional image on TV.

"Shen Shengxun." His attitude also directly affected Ye Yining's attitude. Her voice became even colder, and even turned her eyes out the window.

When he heard these three words, Ye Dechang suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Yining, his face turned pale and even his fists were clenched, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

"I will not attend the wedding. In addition, your sister's death day is coming soon. I don't want to see you in the cemetery." After taking a deep breath, Ye Dechang expressed the whole sentence in a coherent manner. Every time he said a word, Ye Yining's face was a little transparent, until it was completely pale. The moment he finished speaking, her cold and sarcastic nasal sound also rang out.

"Sorry, yesterday's call was just notified. I don't want to see you appear at my wedding." The joy in my heart was replaced by strong anger, but it was not obvious on my face.

"You..." Ye Dechang's low anger sounded in Ye Yining's ears.

"In addition, whether I will appear on my sister's death day is not your final word!" When Ye Yining's voice sounded, the rare couple looked at each other for the first time in recent years, not through the cold microphone or the emotional TV screen, but truly looking at each other.

The resentment in her eyes was so obvious that Ye Dechang could not ignore it at all. Then with a click, the car door was pushed open from the inside, and the stubborn little face was bathed in the sunlight outside the car without any blood.

"If you come to me just for these two things, since I'm done, I'm going to go in and work, Professor Ye... Professor!" As the words fell, the car door was slammed from outside.

She knew that the person in the car was still looking at her back, straightening her back, and Ye Yining slowly walked into the funeral home...

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After changing into work clothes, Ye Yining started his day of work silently. Today, the young woman was sent to her. She was about to get married, but she died unexpectedly due to a car accident.

At this time, she was lying quietly in the coffin. Her fiancé stood by silently, carefully helping her to caress her hair, her suit was straight and her eyes were gentle but her face was very haggard. When she saw Ye Yining wearing a mask came in, she smiled simply and said politely. Then she carefully took out the photo of the woman's death from her pocket and handed it to Ye Yining to see.

"She loves beautiful people very much, so please trouble you. Today was the day we got a marriage certificate... I bought the wedding dress. She used to clamor for buying a condom, but I said it would be too expensive to buy it, just rent it... We also had a fight over this, but now... it's impossible to get her up and argue with me!"

The man's fingers gently stroked the white fabric worn by the woman. Ye Yining, who had never lost her composure in front of the deceased, suddenly felt sad and red in her eyes.

"I bought this. I chose the best one in the store. She was leaving...I want her to leave beautifully and cleanly." After saying this, the man let go of his wedding dress. As he spoke, even his voice was hoarse and silenced. Ye Yining nodded. After working here for so many years, he had seen too many separations of life and death. Everyone wanted to be more decent when leaving again, and her job was to fulfill these wishes.

I habitually bowed three times to the person in the coffin before starting work. Every time I stood up, there was always mist in my eyes. I don’t know if it was for this woman who died early or for all the unfair treatment that happened to me. I have imagined more than once how good it would be if the person who died was me? Anyway, no one in this world has ever felt sorry for me except for Mid Xia and Xizhi...

Opening the makeup box, Ye Yining first closed her eyes and forced her tears away. Taking every reborn seriously is her work principle. No matter what happened to her that day, she will not bring her personal emotions to her work. This is Ye Yining's professional ethics!

When her sister passed away, she felt uncomfortable when she saw her last time. She was obviously such a gentle and beautiful woman in her lifetime, but she was so blue and gray after her death. From that day on, Ye Yining made a decision to quit her job as a nurse to study funeral major. This is her way of expressing her guilt, and it can be regarded as... her self-punishment!

Over the years, Shen Shengxun's hatred of his father's indifference has suppressed the pain in Ye Yining's heart. Her sister is the treasure in everyone's heart, and she is the weed that is trampled and discarded at will. She clearly can not be hurt as long as she doesn't love or care, but she cannot not love or care, whether it is to Shen Shengxun or the man she calls Professor Ye.

A sudden click came from the silent environment. Although it was very subtle, Ye Yining could hear it easily. He looked down at the white floor, and water stains fell on it. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, and before he knew it... she still cried without any hesitation.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Ye Yining's voice was shattered and fragile, echoing in the empty hall.

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It was a clear sky before, but it started to rain heavily after Ye Yining finished his work, but her car had a problem in the middle of the journey and broke down halfway.

On this day, Ye Yining felt that she had encountered all kinds of unlucky things. She called someone to tow truck repairs and ran all the way to the bus stop sign with her bag. Her clothes were so wet. It was not easy to even get a taxi on the rainy day. She just sat on the bench silently, thinking that she had to go back to the empty home, and felt a little bored.

With a thud, a heavy motorcycle whizzed past her, and the splashed rain wet Ye Yining's whole body...

"Sister Yining? Why are you here?" The handsome man who took off his helmet said in surprise as the heavy motorcycle stopped. He just thought that he had read it wrong when he was passing by, but he didn't expect that the woman who looked pitiful was really Ye Yining.

"Berlin? Why are you here?" Ye Yining looked at Shen Bolin in black outfit, and his eyes turned black and another helmet was thrown into his arms.

"The rain is so heavy, I'll take you home first!" Shen Bolin shook his hair handsomely, unable to allow her to refuse, and patted the back seat of the motorcycle.

Ye Yining hesitated for a while, looked at his soaked body, and finally put on a helmet and sat sideways in the back seat, politely putting his hand on Shen Bolin's waist, and his young and thin body looked like a model.

The motorcycle started to roar again. At the speed of lightning, this Harley was a birthday gift from Shen Shengxun to him. Although the relationship between Shen Shengxun and Chen Liya was very tense, the relationship between the two brothers was particularly harmonious. This has to be said to be a miracle of the Shen family.

Soon, the surrounding people became sparsely populated. Ye Yining recognized that this was the road leading to the villa area. He was about to speak, but Shen Bolin made a sound faster than her.

"Sister Yining, if one day I ask you to borrow money, will you lend it to me?" The youthful voice also brought the sunshine like a big boy, which made Ye Yining pause when he reached his lips. The motorcycle had already entered the villa gate, and the lights were brightly lit as if he wanted to illuminate the night sky.

"I want to know what you have done and need to borrow money!" The rain gradually became lighter and soon turned into drizzle. The motorcycle stopped in front of the villa. Ye Yining took off his helmet and handed it back to him. Compared with Shen Bolin, who was tall and strong, she looked much petite. She originally didn't plan to come here tonight, but since she came, she would be at ease, so just do it.

Anyway, she didn't want to go back to that empty home. Compared to that, she would rather face Shen Shengxun's rage, at least she would look a little more angry.

Shen Bolin smiled indifferently, but the smile was mixed with some unexplained emotions. Suddenly he leaned forward and leaned forward to Ye Yining's ears. At first, Ye Yining was shocked and was about to avoid it, but when he heard what he said clearly, he was stunned!

"So, you must lend me money at that time, otherwise I'm afraid I will be kicked out of the house..." Shrugged, Shen Bolin had just finished speaking, but suddenly felt a cold wind coming from behind him. He shivered unconsciously, and couldn't help but look back and see...

Shen Shengxun, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the two people expressionlessly under the large black umbrella held up by the servant...

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Chapter completed!