"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Madam, you died so miserably, wuwu..." Butler He wiped his eyes and sobbed loudly.
"Ah!" Ren Sichen shouted and fell on the "corpse", "You are so young, why did you die so miserably!"
The "corpse" suddenly moved and lifted the white cloth, "The camera is no longer filming. Are you crying too much?"
Ren Sichen joked: "I just thought you were dead, but I have real feelings!"
Teng Yue's face turned black with anger, "Why should I come to deal with the 'corpse'? How unlucky!"
"Who told you that you couldn't stand the beauty trap?" Nangong Han said quietly and covered him with white cloth. He was dressed in pitch black, like a cold marble statue, sitting quietly on the side.
The next second, Teng Yue lifted him off again, "You're suffocating me to death, can you let me take a breath?" He suddenly thought of a question, "Wait a while, go to the cemetery, there must be a lot of journalists and media
, if little Momo doesn’t show up, will I really have to lie down in the coffin?”
"Bury you alive!"
"What a loss of conscience! How inhumane! How destructive of humanity!" Teng Yue looked up to the sky and screamed.
"Madam will appear at any time, you'd better be prepared!" Butler He covered his mouth with a white cloth.
Ren Sichen was a little worried, "Do you think Xiang Yimo will be fooled this time?"
"A monk who can escape cannot escape from the temple. He will be fooled one time! If Xiao Momo doesn't show up this time, he will trick her into showing up by pretending that Xiang Rumo is alive again, then die again and continue to trick her into showing up.
"Teng Yue patted Ren Sichen's hand and said, "Next time it will be your turn to play 'corpse', we will take turns one by one."
"Do you think Xiang Yimo's IQ is as negative as yours!" Nangong Hanhan joked, a sharp cold light flashed through his dark sunglasses, deeply hiding his nervousness. He was used to seeing killings, but he actually
When I feel nervous, I chuckle to myself and say, "Ask the driver to slow down a little!"
Suddenly, a figure rushed out on the road.
"Tsk-" The driver was frightened and immediately stepped on the brakes!
"It's appeared! It's appeared!" Ren Sichen was excited.
Teng Yue immediately lay down, covered himself with a white cloth, held his breath and slowed down his breathing.
"Master, why is it Miss Su and not Madam?"
Ren Sichen looked around, "Maybe she is watching from a distance and sends a vanguard to find out what's true. If we get past her, Xiang Yimo will definitely appear!" After saying that, he began to cry loudly.
Shouting, "You died so miserably!"
"Master, do you want her to come up?"
Nangong Han nodded slightly.
The car door opened immediately, and Su Zilin jumped into the car, crying and crying, "Sister Momo, you died so miserably!"
Teng Yue was puzzled, why did everyone shout this sentence when crying in mourning? How miserable was his "death"?
Su Zilin cried twice perfunctorily, then looked around, stunned for a moment, and asked, "It's strange, why is that quack doctor who is jumping up and down not with you?"
Yesterday, he said lightly that everything would be fine as long as he was here. Just after saying that, Sister Momo passed away in less than a day. As a result, Su Zilin's efforts were in vain and he even stole the tofu.
Su Zilin blocked the hearse angrily just to settle the score with him!
To actually call him a quack, Teng Yue was so angry that he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but he could only remain indifferent and continue to pretend to be dead.
"He..." Ren Sichen's mind quickly turned around, "He is already at the cemetery and at the command site."
"The dead doctor, I don't think he is that enthusiastic about treating patients. When someone dies, he is more happy than anyone else!" Su Zilin muttered.
"Cough! Cough!" Steward He coughed twice and suppressed his laughter. If he laughed out loud now, his secret would definitely be revealed, "Teng Yue, you're not here. Do you want to get off the car?"
"Anyway, I'm going to the cemetery to settle accounts with him, so I'll just take a ride!" Su Zilin glanced at the white cloth and asked in confusion, "Sister Momo, isn't she fine? How could her condition suddenly worsen?" Her eyes flickered.
The ground was covered with a layer of water vapor. Xiang Yimo must have been very sad now that he knew the news.
"Oh, the injury is too serious! Wuwu..." Ren Sichen cried sadly.
When Su Zilin thought about her passing away like this at such a young age, before she became a mother, tears rolled down her cheeks, "Oh... so pitiful!" As soon as the tears fell, snot also flowed down her nose.
She was looking for tissues, "Huh? Where's my handbag?" She stood up.
Suddenly, a black commercial car drove towards me, and the driver slammed on the brakes!
"Ah——" Su Zilin screamed and fell forward due to inertia——
Immediately, there was another scream, "Ah -" Teng Yue screamed in pain.
"Fake corpse, fake corpse!" Su Zilin was so frightened that her whole body trembled. When she heard that the voice was wrong, she immediately took off the white cloth, "Why is it you?" She glanced at it, "What on earth are you playing!"
Teng Yue asked her, "Is it Xiang Yimo who asked you to stop the hearse today?"
Su Zilin glared at him angrily and shook her head, "I'm here to settle the score with you! I obviously said that Sister Momo is fine, but it seems... Sister Momo is really fine now!"
"Will little Momo show up?"
"I'll cooperate with you in acting together!" Su Zilin got excited, "I'm the best at mourning, watch it!"
She clenched her fists and punched Teng Yue hard one after another, shouting loudly, "Sister Momo, you died so miserably..." Each punch was heavier than the last.
Chu Zhanjin knew the only way to go to the hut. There were few vehicles there. As soon as Xiang Yimo went out, he could only walk out of the tree-lined path. He intercepted Xiang Yimo on the road.
"Don't stop me, I'm going to see my sister off for the last time!"
"Calm down!" Chu Zhanjin grabbed her shoulders, "This is Nangong Han's plan, don't be fooled by him!"
Xiang Yimo shook his head, tears falling down his face, "I can disguise myself, I can stand far away, and Nangong Han will never find out!"
"Mo'er, I'm sorry..." Chu Zhanjin took out an ether handkerchief from his pocket, then pressed her mouth and nose, letting Xiang Yimo struggle desperately, but never let go.