Ye Wanwan looked at her distressedly. Because of her excessive sadness, she seemed completely different from yesterday. Her eyes were red, her hair was slightly messy, and her skin was very pale.
"I can't eat it, take it away!" Tang Zhixia shook his head.
Ye Wanwan said softly, "Mr. Tang, Mrs. Xi is gone. Everyone is very sad and reluctant to leave, but you have to cheer up and take care of other people. You can't fall down. You still have children to take care of.
I also need to help Mr. Xi handle the funeral arrangements, and you need to eat."
Tang Zhixia's mood at the moment was very fragile and she needed someone to take her out of this situation, and Ye Wanwan's words undoubtedly gave her strength. She glanced at her gratefully and said, "Thank you Wanwan, you are right.
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She can't let anything happen and cause trouble to everyone anymore."
Tang Zhixia drank a bowl of porridge, and Xi Jiuchen walked in to accompany her. After a while, with Xi Jiuchen's comfort, Tang Zhixia fell asleep. Ye Wanwan came in again, covered her with a quilt and stayed with her.
"Are you her new assistant?" Xi Jiuchen didn't recognize Ye Wanwan because there must have been too many people at the wedding.
Ye Wanwan stood up quickly and replied, "Yes, Mr. Xi, my name is Ye Wanwan.
"Please take care of my wife first and don't let anyone disturb her." Xi Jiuchen said to her.
"Okay." Ye Wanwan responded softly.
Xi Jiuchen left, and Ye Wanwan patiently accompanied the sleeping Tang Zhixia.
Ye Wanwan's silent cell phone rang, but she didn't realize that the name on it was Master Jian.
Then, it rang again.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen missed calls were displayed on the screen.
Ye Wanwan looked at the haggard-looking Tang Zhixia and felt extremely distressed. At this moment, several nurses were talking at the door. She quickly got up and went out, shushing them in a low voice, "Ms. Xi is resting.
Please keep your voice down."
The nurse was immediately startled, covered her mouth and left.
In Jian Zhipei's villa.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a very irritated figure was walking back and forth. What happened? The bird he let fly flew away for him? Lost contact?
What does this girl mean? Do you think that what he said last time meant giving her freedom?
Jian Zhipei reluctantly picked up the phone and dialed again, but still got the answer that no one answered.
"Shit." The man immediately got angry, picked up the car keys on the table and planned to go out.
But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mrs. Jian coming over who was chatting with the servant. He hurriedly concealed his irritability and stepped forward with a smile, "Grandma."
"Go out!"
"No, let's go downstairs and have a cup of tea." Jian Zhipei helped grandma go downstairs.
"I have time to spend with Xuemei. She is very boring alone. You young people have more things to talk about."
"I will."
"Don't go out today. Let's chat with grandma. In the afternoon, I will accompany grandma to get dressed. I heard that there is a very good tailoring shop here that specializes in custom-made clothes for old ladies."
"Grandma, I'll ask him to come and customize it for you."
"No need, that's an ancient embroidery and tailoring shop, don't use such a big presence." Mrs. Jian just wanted to live an ordinary life.
"Okay! I'll go with you." How could Jian Zhipei not accompany him?
In the afternoon, when Ye Wanwan finally thought of taking a look at her phone, she realized that her phone was out of battery. Alas! She accidentally forgot to charge it last night.
She could only take her phone to the nurse's station to charge it, and then came back to the lounge and smoked a book to pass the time.
But she didn't know that there were several more missed calls on her phone, and they were from an extremely angry man.
After Tang Zhixia woke up, Ye Wanwan accompanied her to the funeral parlor. Mrs. Xi had confessed before her death that she would be buried by cremation, so the next step was the cremation.
Xi Jiuchen did not let her accompany him in. Tang Zhixia, accompanied by Ye Wanwan, stood waiting in the garden outside. The wind blew over, and Tang Zhixia's tears flowed down uncontrollably.
She felt sorry for Xi Jiuchen who was inside, and felt sorry for her husband to face all this. At the same time, she couldn't accept the fact that her grandma would leave forever.
Ye Wanwan held her arm and handed her a tissue. She really didn't know how to comfort her.
Half an hour later, Xi Min was helped out by her assistant. She had already burst into tears. Even though she was also a strong woman, she could not face the fact that her mother was gone forever.
Tang Zhixia took a deep breath and walked over to her, calling her, "Auntie."
"Zhi Xia, please stay with Jiu Chen tonight." Xi Min sighed. He was the only one who stayed inside to see Old Mrs. Xi on her last journey.
Tang Zhixia nodded, "I will."
I don’t know how long it took, but in the lobby, Xi Jiuchen was holding a black jar in his arms, covered with a layer of black cloth. He was wearing a black suit, his expression was sad, his eyes were scarlet, and his whole person was covered with a layer of grief.
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Tang Zhixia walked over, and Xi Jiuchen forced a smile on her face, "Come with me to take it there for storage! Come back and pick it up in three days."
Tang Zhixia nodded gently and said to Ye Wan behind her, "Wanwan, you can take my aunt's car back first!"
Xi Min called Ye Wanwan away, and Tang Zhixia accompanied Xi Jiuchen and temporarily stored the urn here. When the funeral is ready, he will send Mrs. Xi to her final resting place.
Ye Wanwan was halfway through the car ride when she remembered that her phone was still charging at the hospital. She got out of Xi Min's car and took a taxi directly to the hospital to pick up her phone.
When she came to the hospital, she found that her mobile phone had been put away by the nurse. The nurse was off work, and her mobile phone was kept in the nurse's cabinet.
I can only pick it up tomorrow.
Ye Wanwan sighed and took a taxi home.
When she got home, it was already half past six in the evening. She was thinking about something and was walking towards home. Suddenly, she felt someone stopping her.
"Miss Ye Wanwan, please stay."
Ye Wanwan was startled. She looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a serious expression, "Who are you?"
"Mrs. Jian wants to see you." The man said directly.
Ye Wanwan immediately understood that he was Grandma Jian Zhipei's person. She couldn't help but asked nervously, "Is Master Jian here?"
"Mrs. Jian is waiting for you, please get in the car." The man did not answer her question, but opened the car door next to her in a threatening tone.
Ye Wanwan took a deep breath and sat down obediently. She had a hunch about the reason why Mrs. Jian saw her.
The car drove into a quiet coffee shop. In the private room, she saw the gorgeous and extraordinary old lady under the light. She was both kind and majestic, making people dare not act presumptuously in front of her.
"Hello, Mrs. Jian, I am Ye Wanwan." Ye Wanwan stood in front of her with her heartstrings tightened.
Mrs. Jian raised her head and looked up and down at the girl in front of her. She was in her early twenties, and her body was as clean as a piece of white paper. Her face was pure and soothingly beautiful, with a bright and peaceful temperament. Sure enough, his grandson
His vision isn't bad either.
There is indeed something different about this girl.
Under the old lady's gaze, Ye Wanwan could only look at her nose and nose, not daring to look around. At the same time, she was extremely nervous.
"Child, relax, I'm not a bad person, I'm Jian Zhipei's grandma." Mrs. Jian smiled softly.
Ye Wanwan raised his head, as if the old lady smiled, and the atmosphere immediately became a little more cordial.
"Sit down! Let's talk." Mrs. Jian held on to the tea cup gracefully, "I heard that you and my grandson are relatively close. Please forgive me for seeing you in this way."
"No, no, I am presumptuous in some way, please forgive me, madam." Ye Wanwan said hurriedly.