Dressed as a wealthy widow who inherits billions of inheritances

Chapter 4 Forgot Her Husband's Urn
After waking up, Xia Zhiwei noticed that Wei Lai's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was tired, so he subconsciously asked, "Housekeeper, haven't you been resting?"

Wei Lai replied gratefully: "Mrs. Xie is concerned, and I can rest on the plane later."

Hearing this, Xia Zhiwei didn't say anything more.

After a while, Shen Chuanzhao took a few men in black and carried a black box in front of her.

Seeing that Xia Zhiwei didn't move, Shen Chuanzhao frowned and said, "Aren't you going to pick up Ah Ye's urn?"

Hearing that the box contained the ashes of the big brother's husband, Xia Zhiwei was in a bad mood.

Wei Lai reminded in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "Madam, according to the customs in the imperial capital, the coffin of Mr. needs to be escorted back to the country by his closest relatives, so that the soul can rest in peace."

But she is not!
She doesn't know him at all, okay?

Xia Zhiwei felt bitter, but she couldn't say it.

She still hasn't figured out how she traveled to this world. She got a husband out of nowhere, but she died without seeing her husband.

Alas, it's like playing.

The urn didn't know what material it was made of, it was cold and heavy, and Xia Zhiwei really wanted to throw it away if it wasn't for the man in black who seemed to be not easy to mess with around him all the time.

Whatever it is, she doesn't wait anyway!
After getting into the car, Xia Zhiwei casually put the urn beside him, leaned comfortably against the back of the car seat and continued to catch up on sleep.

On the top floor of the hotel opposite the hospital, Shen Ye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows holding a glass of wine, watching the convoy leaving the hospital entrance with deep dark eyes.

Xiang Nian, the assistant standing behind him, said: "Mr. Shen, the wife and the people from the second room will fly back to China in half an hour."

Shen Ye shook the wine in his glass, and there was an unreadable emotion hidden in his jade-like eyes, "You all go back to the country together."

Xiang Nian was a little worried, "Let Jingyang stay, I'll go back with my wife and the others."

The man lowered his black eyes and sneered, "No, those people won't be at ease if they don't see the two of you."

Xiang Nian naturally understood this truth, if his boss hadn't learned of the conspiracy of those people in advance, the consequences would be disastrous!
This car accident was not an accident at all, but a well-planned assassination.

In addition to the pre-arranged oil tanker, a bomb was installed under the boss's car seat, and there were even snipers/snipers arranged in the distance.

Just thinking about it, Xiang's back is dripping with cold sweat.

Shen Ye raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, thinking about the slender figure he saw just now, his deep voice became more mellow because of the alcohol.

"Those people in my family, Xia Zhiwei may not be able to handle it alone, you should pay more attention."

"Understood, Mr. Shen, the time is almost up. Jingyang and I will leave first. You must be careful. Those people will not give up easily if they don't see your body."

"I have it in my mind."

After the assistant left, Shen Ye finished the wine in the glass, changed his clothes, and left the hotel room wearing glasses and a mask.

The car stopped on the tarmac, and Xia Zhiwei was about to get out of the car when the door was suddenly pulled open from the outside.

"Mrs."

Xia Zhiwei subconsciously took a look at the other party, but he didn't know him!
"Well, thank you."

After getting off the car, Xia Zhiwei walked straight towards the boarding stairs, Xiang Nian called her to stop, "Madam, Mr.'s urn is still in the car."

"..."

Damn, she felt that something was missing, so she forgot her husband's urn!

(End of this chapter)