Her eyes appeared to be full of helplessness under the faint moonlight.

Mu looked at her and was filled with emotions.

He lifted the quilt on her, got under it, and wrapped them up tightly again.

The warmth of her body worked like a fire burning in his heart.

In such a dark night, the man had totally lost his self-control.

He leaned over and kissed her as hard as he could from around her lips to in her mouth, yearning to totally own her.

They both, like two animals with their inner l.u.s.t unleashed, knew things were going in the wrong way and they were doing the wrong thing.

But no one was willing to quit.

They had lost their senses and were totally beguiled by their inner desires. And so, they had s.e.x in such twistedly delighted feelings and no one could pull out.

They had been stuck in their toxic emotional entanglements.

Tomorrow there would be another horrible thing waiting for her.

The funeral was scheduled for a drizzling morning. It was planned to take place in a low profile, but someone seemed to have informed the media.

Ruthless spotlights flas.h.i.+ng in the griefful mourning hall, Ye felt full of remorse for not being able to let her mother's soul rest in peace.

But she had no way to stop the media.

The figure of Mu inexplicably came to her mind at a difficult time like this. But despairingly, he couldn't be here.

Her father was originally the son of Elder Mu so was surnamed “Mu”. But he was driven out of Family Mu due to the things happening at that time. It was heard that Family Mu had blocked all forms of media to prevent the spread of relevant information, so few people knew what really happened then.

Thus, it was naturally improper for Mu Tingchen to appear at the funeral.

After all, just as what most thought, he had nothing to do with Family Ye.

Some reporters had broken through the obstruction of the security guard now, and they swarmed in front of Ye asking her brazenly.

“Excuse me, did Mrs. Ye really die of illness, as the hospital said? Or does it have anything to do with the disappearance of Ye Kang'an?”

“Could Mrs. Ye be killed for knowing something related to that case?”

“Miss Ye! Please tell us!”

The remarks of these reporters really made Ye s.h.i.+wei at a loss whether to cry or laugh. They were so imaginative.

As the investigation into her father's disappearance had been suspended and no one knew what really happened, these reporters clang to every tiny clue to get the scoop.

So did she. She wouldn't allow any tiny clues to be ignored.

But it was her mother's funeral today. She didn't allow anyone to sabotage it.

“Security, call the police.”

She ordered coldly and showed them no kindness.

No matter how twisted this could be reported on the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper, she wouldn't budge now.

Hearing this, the reporters all retreated back out of the hall, though reluctantly.

And the funeral was finally able to move on.

Along with the bankruptcy of her family and plus her mother didn't have many friends, few came to the funeral. Ye stood by the side and quietly bowed to those who came to mourn for her mother.

Occasionally some failed to contain themselves and said a few grievous words, making the atmosphere in the hall extremely doleful.

The rituals carried on until the last person showed up, who got Ye on her nerves.

Li Haina turned up in a formal black suit. Her careless att.i.tudes could be easily sensed though she was particularly dressed for this solemn occasion.

“How will you come?”

Ye opened her mouth coldly, showing crystal clear hostility.

“What? Can't I come to see my Aunt Ye for the last time?”

“No.”

Ye didn't budge an inch on this.

“All right.”

Strangely, Li didn't insist as she would typically do before. Instead, she turned around and left.

Ye thought she wouldn't be such a pushover.

Expectedly, Li pretended to be moved to tears and fished out some tissue from her cuffs to wipe her tears as soon as she got out of the hall.

Reporters, who were waiting all along the way out of the hall, flocked to Li as if to grasp their last straw.

“Miss Li, is it true that your father has officially taken over Business Ye and recently announced that he's going to change the company's name?”

“Miss Li, it is said that you and Ye s.h.i.+wei are on bad terms. So why do you come to Mrs. Ye's funeral!?”

Questions stampeded towards Li, making her impossible to leave.