?Chapter 1601: Well Have a Funeral

Ning Shu dressed s.h.i.+ Sinan, then walked out of the room. In the living room, she saw Xi Muchengs body wrapped in a blanket. It occasionally twitched once or twice.

She once again checked Xi Mucheng just in case.

Xi Muchengs 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 s.e.x.

Xi Muchengs 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, hes a member of the s.h.i.+ family. The old man said, Well 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 couldnt help but clutch at his heart.

The previously unconscious s.h.i.+ Sinan had woken up and ran out of the house with loud stomps. Her fat, trembling body pounced on Xi Muchengs dead body.

Uncle, theres no way you died. Uncle... s.h.i.+ Sinan cried uncontrollably. In her heart, her uncle was omnipotent; anyone could die but not her uncle.

s.h.i.+ Sinan suspected that she was dreaming. Her heart seemed to be squeezed by a hand, and she was unable to breathe.

She couldnt imagine what her life would be like without her uncle.

Without him, what was the point of living!

s.h.i.+ Sinan hugged Xi Muchengs corpse, bawling and crying. All the while, she pitifully shouted, Uncle, wake up. Uncle, Sinan is so scared.

s.h.i.+ 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 Muchengs corpse.

Do not touch my uncle. He isnt dead, not dead. s.h.i.+ Sinan clung to Xi Muchengs body, refusing to let go of him. No, dont 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, dont do this... s.h.i.+ Sinan looked at Ning Shu pleadingly. Dont hurt Uncle. Uncles not dead.

s.h.i.+ Sinan could not believe that Xi Mucheng was dead so suddenly. It was even while they were having s.e.x.

Ning Shu ignored s.h.i.+ Sinans pleading eyes and called over a few security guards to pull her away.

s.h.i.+ 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