Chapter 1601: We’ll Have a Funeral
?Chapter 1601: We’ll Have a Funeral
Ning Shu dressed Shi Sinan, then walked out of the room. In the living room, she saw Xi Mucheng’s body wrapped in a blanket. It occasionally twitched once or twice.
She once again checked Xi Mucheng just in case.
Xi Mucheng’s face was twisted, his mouth was wide open, and saliva was flowing out and wetting the floor. His complexion was blue and white.
Ning Shu stretched her hand out towards his nose to see if he was breathing. She then touched his neck artery. There was no breathing and no heartbeat.
The task to make Xi Mucheng die was considered finished, but they might have to face the counterattack of the forces under him.
There would be someone who would succeed Xi Mucheng. However, it was unknown whether they would take revenge for Xi Mucheng or not.
Ning Shu asked the old man, “What should we do now?”
“Death during intercourse is really too ugly.” The old man frowned. “At such a young age, he actually died during sex.”
Xi Mucheng’s body was hollowed out, so it made sense to end up dying during intercourse.
“Have the crematorium people come over and take the body to be cremated. No matter what, he’s a member of the Shi family.” The old man said, “We’ll have a funeral.”
This funeral was done as a front for others.
Ning Shu nodded. Just as she picked up the phone, she heard a heartbreaking cry, “Uncle...”
The voice was so sharp and sorrowful that Ning Shu almost threw the phone out of her hand in shock.
Even the old man couldn’t help but clutch at his heart.
The previously unconscious Shi Sinan had woken up and ran out of the house with loud stomps. Her fat, trembling body pounced on Xi Mucheng’s dead body.
“Uncle, there’s no way you died. Uncle...” Shi Sinan cried uncontrollably. In her heart, her uncle was omnipotent; anyone could die but not her uncle.
Shi Sinan suspected that she was dreaming. Her heart seemed to be squeezed by a hand, and she was unable to breathe.
She couldn’t imagine what her life would be like without her uncle.
Without him, what was the point of living!
Shi Sinan hugged Xi Mucheng’s corpse, bawling and crying. All the while, she pitifully shouted, “Uncle, wake up. Uncle, Sinan is so scared.”
Shi Sinan felt cold all over. She was in a daze, as if her soul had left the body.
Ning Shu phoned the funeral guys. Not long after, someone came over to remove Xi Mucheng’s corpse.
“Do not touch my uncle. He isn’t dead, not dead.” Shi Sinan clung to Xi Mucheng’s body, refusing to let go of him. “No, don’t hurt Uncle.”
The crematorium personnel had no choice but to look at the old man in the wheelchair and ask, “Do you want him to be cremated or not?”
Ning Shu nodded. “Of course.”
“Mom, don’t do this...” Shi Sinan looked at Ning Shu pleadingly. “Don’t hurt Uncle. Uncle’s not dead.”
Shi Sinan could not believe that Xi Mucheng was dead so suddenly. It was even while they were having sex.
Ning Shu ignored Shi Sinan’s pleading eyes and called over a few security guards to pull her away.
Shi Sinan heart-wrenchingly screamed. When she saw the body of Xi Mucheng being dragged away, she struggled hard and lunged towards Xi Mucheng.
Editor: Meraki
Translator: Kaho