Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 402
On the other side, Song Chaoyu didn't go back for a long time. Tang Yu realized that something was wrong and hurried out to look for Song Chaoyu.

In the stairwell, Tang Yu spotted Song Chaoyu's curled figure, and he hurried to Song Chaoyu to check her condition.

Song Chaoyu's hands were still trembling slightly. Tang Yu held her hand, knowing that Song Chaoyu's condition might have worsened again, and he seemed a little at a loss.

"It's okay, Zhaoyu, it's okay." Tang Yu hugged Song Chaoyu in his arms with distress, and patted Song Chaoyu's shoulder lightly.

Only then did Song Chaoyu slowly lift his drooping head, seeing that the person beside him was Tang Yu, he felt even sadder, and she cried even louder.

Tang Yu's eyes were red and his mood was very low. Seeing Song Chaoyu like this, he didn't know how to comfort her for a while, so he silently accompanied her.

"Brother, is he really dead?" Wiping away his tears, Song Chaoyu's mood obviously eased in Tang Yu's warm embrace.

Tang Yu nodded, stretched out a hand to wipe the tears from Song Chaoyu's eyes, and frowned indistinctly.

In Tang Yu's arms, I finally felt a trace of warmth. Now my relatives are really only Tang Yu.

She was sad because she hadn't received more fatherly love from Tang Chende's place, and she felt sorry for Tang Yu now. She also hugged Tang Yu, and the two hugged each other in the stairwell and wept. It fell slowly.

After a while, the two cheered up again. Tang Yu pulled Song Chaoyu to stand up, and the two returned to the morgue.

Tang Yu felt even more uncomfortable after claiming the corpse with the doctor. After Zhao Hongying's death and Tang Chende's corpse actually appeared in front of him, Tang Yu felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.

"My condolences." Seeing the two people with red eyes, the doctor lightly touched Tang Yu's arm to comfort him, then turned and left.

All the procedures were arranged by Tang Yu. He then contacted the funeral home and cremated the body three days later.

When she went back, Song Zhaoyu couldn't keep her spirits up. Her mobile phone was broken, and Song Zhaoyu didn't want to change it again. During this period, Zhan Jincheng made countless calls.

The helpless Zhan Jincheng came to Tang's house. Tang Yu hid in the room and blocked all outside sounds. Song Chaoyu didn't want to see Zhan Jincheng at all. Neither of them heard the doorbell ringing. Zhan Jincheng After staying in front of the door for a while, he left.

Song Zhaoyu was lying on the bed but not sleepy. When she recalled the appearance of Tang Chende's corpse, she finally couldn't help but vomit it out, and hurried to the bathroom. The sound of vomiting spread throughout the room. churn.

She didn't go back to bed again, and began to worry about Tang Yu. When she walked to the door of Tang Yu's room, she knocked gently on the door.

"Brother, are you there?" After the voice fell, there was no response in the room, and Song Zhaoyu rang again.

Tang Yu didn't speak, Song Chaoyu became more worried, and said softly, "Brother, I'm coming in." As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed open the door of the room, and Tang Yu was lying on his side on the bed, completely covered by the quilt.

Song Chaoyu walked up to Tang Yu cautiously, lifted the quilt, and found Tang Yu's face was pale.

There was cold sweat on his face, Song Chaoyu touched his forehead and found that his forehead had become hot.

Song Chaoyu quickly brought cold medicine to wake up Tang Yu who was sleeping, and then found a towel to wipe Tang Yu's forehead. After Tang Yu fell asleep again, Song Chaoyu returned to his room.

Fortunately, Tang Yu woke up again, the fever had subsided, and his face had eased.

Three days later, when it was time for Tang Chende's cremation, Tang Yu and Song Chaoyu watched the funeral car leave in front of them.

Tang Yu's face was visibly thinner, and his complexion became uncharacteristically dark. Song Chaoyu stood beside him, his worried eyes fell on Tang Yu's face.

"Are you okay?" After Tang Yu coughed twice, Song Chaoyu frowned, and she moved closer to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu waved his hand and took a deep breath, knowing that it's over now, he doesn't have a father anymore, and he doesn't have to worry about him in the future.

"Let's go." Tang Yu's cold voice came out, and the two figures walked out together.Song Chaoyu looked at Tang Yu from time to time, and held Tang Yu's arm with one hand. She suddenly realized that she had never been with Tang Yu like this before.

When he walked out the door, Song Chaoyu realized that there were snowflakes outside. It was almost spring, and it was a blessing to see snow again.

The snowflakes were not very big. Song Chaoyu and Tang Yu were walking on the sidewalk, and few people were seen on the roads in the suburbs.

Tang Yu was wearing a black suit, and Song Chaoyu was wearing a long black dress. In the white snow, the figures of the two of them added a bit of heaviness, just like the mood of the two of them.

Zhan Jincheng, who couldn't find Song Chaoyu, was extremely anxious at the moment, but fortunately, he finally found Song Chaoyu's location.

Without further ado, Zhan Jincheng drove over in his car. In the snow, he didn't dare to drive too fast, looking back and forth at the figures on the road.

At a corner, Tang Yu and Song Chaoyu appeared in front of him brilliantly. Zhan Jincheng was so excited that he drove a car and appeared in front of them.

The car slid forward for another distance. Tang Yu and Song Chaoyu recovered from their trance. Tang Yu subconsciously protected Song Chaoyu behind him. Song Chaoyu widened his eyes in shock, looking at the car that suddenly appeared.

Seeing Zhan Jincheng open the car door and walk down, Tang Yu's face became even more gloomy. His brows were frowned into a Sichuan character, and he glared angrily at Zhan Jincheng who was gradually approaching.

Holding an umbrella in his hand, Zhan Jincheng walked up to Song Chaoyu, and put the black umbrella on top of Song Chaoyu's head.

He looked Song Chaoyu up and down, observed Song Zhaoyu's face, and when he realized something was wrong, he held Song Chaoyu's hand tightly.

Song Zhaoyu shook off without thinking, and gave Zhan Jincheng a glare.

"What's the matter with Zhao Yu? What happened?" Zhan Jincheng also breathed a sigh of relief when he finally saw Song Chaoyu.

"The affairs of our Tang family have nothing to do with you." Tang Yu said coldly.

Zhan Jincheng's face drooped, and he gently held Song Chaoyu's arm again.Song Chaoyu turned his head away, he didn't want to see Zhan Jincheng at all.

Zhan Jincheng persevered in asking: "What happened?"

Song Chaoyu ignored it, and shook off Zhan Jincheng's hand even harder, and walked forward.

She didn't want to pay attention to anyone now, let alone talk to a liar. After giving him a blank look, Song Chaoyu walked straight forward, and her pace quickened.

Tang Yu silently accompanied Song Chaoyu, Zhan Jincheng was still at a loss as to why Song Chaoyu was angry.

(End of this chapter)