Hearing the doctor’s words, Xiao Ying’s face turned pale.
She covered her mouth, her long eyelashes fluttering in disbelief.
Then, a loud bang sounded and the doctor was punched to the ground.
The others in the corridor all looked at the man who was grabbing the doctor’s collar.
The vein on the Young Master’s forehead throbbed like an angry beast, his eyes completely red.
Xiao Ying ignored him and walked toward the nurse with heavy legs.
The nurse inside pushed out a figure covered in white cloth.
Xiao Ying walked over and lifted the white cloth with trembling fingers.
Tang En’s fair and handsome face was revealed.
He had departed very calmly.
He was finally free.
Xiao Ying thought of the first time she met that handsome man, Tang En.
He was as clear and clean as spring water.
Although there was no love between them, they appreciated each other and had never quarreled before.
After Wan Bao was born, they had come up with Wan Bao’s name together.
When Wan Bao was sick, he rushed to the hospital with Wan Bao in his arms and did not sleep or rest.
He had always protected her and Wan Bao silently. He said that she and Wan Bao had given him a warmth he had never felt before. In front of them, he felt like a normal person.
When they had separated in the room that day, he had said that this was his fate of not being able to escape.
If not for the fact that he could not take it anymore, he would not have left in such a way!
Xiao Ying looked down, her tears falling.
She held his hand that had lost its temperature and leaned her forehead against his palm. “Senior, the only thing I can do for you now is to fulfill your wish when you were alive.”
The two of them had once talked about life and death. He said that if he died, he hoped that his ashes would be scattered into the sea.
He yearned for freedom too much.
…
As the Young Master did not allow Tang En’s family to bring his body back, Tang En’s funeral could only be held here.
Tang En had passed away from taking too many sleeping pills.
From a legal point of view, it was impossible to pursue legal responsibility.
But Xiao Ying knew very well that if he had not been forced by the Young Master, Tang En would not have chosen to end himself like this.
After the funeral, Xiao Ying asked the Young Master to fulfill Tang En’s last wish on the day of the cremation.
But the Young Master strongly disagreed.
Xiao Ying had not done anything for Tang En when she was alive and now that Tang En was no longer around she had to let him get the freedom he had longed for even if she had to give it her all.
So on the day of the cremation, Xiao Ying stole Tang En’s ashes.
After the Young Master found out, he was furious and immediately led his men to chase after Xiao Ying.
Xiao Ying drove toward the beach.
But this was Young Master’s territory. Just as she was about to approach the beach, more than ten black luxurious cars drove over and surrounded Xiao Ying’s rented car.
The car door opened and more than twenty strong bodyguards in black got out.
The Young Master also got out of a car. He was wearing a black shirt and pants, a pair of sunglasses on his feminine face. He looked like an demon that had walked out from hell, gloomy and cold to the extreme.
Xiao Ying carried Tang En’s urn and got out of the car.
She knew that her actions today had evoked the Young Master’s hatred.
He would not let her off so easily.
She might die here!
However, Xiao Ying was not afraid at all. She stared straight at the pair of cold eyes behind Young Master’s sunglasses and said coldly, “Senior is already dead. Are you still not willing to let him go? You’re the culprit who caused his death. What right do you have to even take his ashes?”
The Young Master smirked coldly. “Even if he’s dead, he’s still my ghost! Put down his ashes. If not, this day next year will be your death anniversary!”
Xiao Ying’s expression turned colder. “I won’t let Senior continue to be restrained by you. He likes the sea and wants freedom. Even if I have to do my best, I have to satisfy his wish!”
“You’re overestimating yourself!” The Young Master clearly did not want to talk nonsense with Xiao Ying anymore. He raised his hand and ordered his men to attack Xiao Ying.
Just when the situation was getting extremely dangerous, the sound of propellers suddenly sounded in the sky. Several helicopters landed on the ground accompanied by the sound of whistling wind.
The cabin door opened and a group of well-trained men in black got out.
The last to come out was a tall figure. He was wearing a black shirt and pants with golden stripes. Under his short hair, his handsome face was sharp. He took off his dark sunglasses, revealing a pair of cold eyes.
He strode toward Xiao Ying.
The kingly aura he exuded made people unconsciously worship and submit to him!
Xiao Ying stared at Long Ming in surprise.
After he sent her here personally that day, he flew back because he had urgent matters to settle in the palace.
She had not contacted him in the past few days.
She never thought that he would suddenly appear at such a critical moment.
The Young Master looked at Long Ming, whose steps were firm and imposing. He could not help but narrow his eyes under his sunglasses.
Long Ming walked in front of Xiao Ying, his tall and muscular body blocking her like a strong protective net.
He looked at the Young Master, whose expression was tensed. “Why? Does Young Master want to bully her with numbers?”
The Young Master pursed his lips. “Burmese King, if this woman wasn’t so daring to take away my most important thing, would I have come to deal with her personally?”
Long Ming glanced at the urn in Xiao Ying’s arms and his eyes narrowed slightly. “If it belongs to you, why would he rather die than live?”
The Young Master’s expression changed. “No matter who comes today, they can’t take Tang En’s ashes away.”
Long Ming had a hand in his pocket and there was no fear or panic on his well-defined face. He only raised his eyebrows slightly. “I’ll let her take her away today. Young Master, what do you want? I’ll play along with you to the end!”
Xiao Ying, who was standing behind Long Ming, heard his arrogant and domineering tone and her heart skipped a beat.
Long Ming glanced at Mo Tian, who immediately led his men to escort Xiao Ying to the beach.
Xiao Ying looked at Long Ming’s tall and cold back, thanked him, and left quickly under Mo Tian’s escort.
The Young Master wanted to chase after them but Long Ming and his men blocked them.
The two sides fought intensely.
…
Xiao Ying boarded a speedboat and scattered Tang En’s ashes into the sea.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
“Senior, you’re free.”
…
That night.
Xiao Ying made some food and brought it to Long Ming’s hotel.
During the fight between Long Ming and the Young Master, his arm had gotten slightly injured and Xiao Ying came to see him.
Mo Tian was waiting at the hotel entrance. He brought Xiao Ying to Long Ming’s room.
Long Ming stood in front of the French windows, smoking. Hearing the noise, he turned back to look at Xiao Ying.
