She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Chapter 949

Even at this moment, I still didn't notice anything unusual in my mother's tone.

I even wondered if my mother had known about my plan for a long time and if she had been following the progress of my plan.

However, my plan has now been successful, so it doesn't matter if my mother knows about these things.

So I said in a relaxed tone: "Yes, Yuhe has told me the good news. I will go to the police station to report the case now."

"Good news? What good news? Xuxu, did you make a mistake?" Mom's tone became heavier. "Xiao Ye is in the morgue. Can you come and see him?"

"What is Xiao Ye doing in the morgue? Wasn't he in the bridal shop preparing wedding photography for us?" As soon as I said this, I suddenly realized, "What happened to him?"

My heart suddenly started beating wildly, and a bad premonition quickly spread. I was even afraid to hear my mother's answer.

I think Ono is okay, right?

Why would he go to the morgue for no reason?

"He...Xuxu, come over first. I'm at Beijing Association. Call me when you arrive." My mother didn't answer me directly, but just reminded me softly.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." My voice was trembling.

Although my mother didn't tell me the truth directly, I had already started to have bad guesses in my heart: Xiao Ye couldn't be...

Won't! Absolutely not!

Xiao Ye has always been such a smart person, how could anything happen to him? Moreover, with the power of the Yuan family in Beijing and Hong Kong, no one dared to touch him in Beijing and Hong Kong, how could anything happen to him?

He and I were on a video call last night and he said he would give me a surprise today.

Surprise, yes, surprise, this is definitely part of the surprise, it was a plot designed by Ono, he asked my mother to call and deliberately use such a heavy tone to deceive me, lure me to a place, and then give me a reversal.

That must be the case. Ono has always been so quirky, he must have arranged it this way.

Meng Nanxu, don't be so nervous. What could happen to Xiaoye? This must be a surprise from him. You can pretend to be nervous and flustered, but don't take it seriously.

Yes, relax, relax.

But I just couldn't relax my body. On the way from home to Beijing Association, I almost collided with people three times. The palms of my hands holding the steering wheel were so sweaty that I could hardly hold it.

After finally parking the car, I ran to the morgue, eager to see Ono, but stopped at the door, reluctant to go in.

I admit, I was afraid. I was afraid that this was not a designed surprise, I was afraid that this was not a joke, I was afraid that this was real.

The door of the morgue opened, and my mother came out and held my hand: "Xuxu, you are here."

I heard Minjie's painful and suppressed cry from the morgue: "Xiaoye! Open your eyes and look at your mother!"

"Xiao Min, don't be like this. Children are smart and will be sad to see you like this." There was also the old man's obscure and hoarse voice.

And Zhang Tingyuan growled through his teeth: "This is not an accident, it must be murder! Only Xiaoye's enemy could have killed him like this!"

My legs suddenly went limp and my body fell down involuntarily. My mother supported me in time and whispered in my ear, "Xuxu, you have to hold on. If you can't bear it now, let's not look at him for now..."

"No!" I refused, mobilizing all my strength and trying to support my body to walk into the morgue.

It felt like I was walking on cotton, and I seemed to be in a dream, staggering into the bed.

On the snow-white bed, Ono lay there quietly, as if he was asleep.

I walked over, held his arm, and shook him gently: "Xiao Ye."

Xiao Ye, wake up and stop joking with me. This joke is not funny at all. I don’t like such surprises, not at all.

Sit up quickly, hug me, comfort me, and promise not to play this kind of joke again.

But my Xiao Ye didn't move. He still lay there quietly with his eyes closed, showing no sign of waking up.

Xiaoye, what kind of beautiful dream did you have that made you sleep so deeply and you don’t want to wake up now?

I touched down his arm, wanting to tickle his palm, hoping to wake him up.

But the moment my fingertips touched his fingers, the cold touch made my heart suddenly chilled.

It was too cold, Ono’s hands were so cold, as if they had just been pulled out of an ice cave.

I held his hands with both of my own, bent down, put the cold hand to my lips, and kept breathing on it.

It's summer now, Xiaoye, why are your hands still so cold? Let me warm them up for you, wake up soon, and let's go home, shall we?

But Ono remained indifferent. He just lay there quietly, his face shockingly pale, and a dark blue aura could be seen from the shocking paleness.

He must be too cold, frozen like this. If I rub his heat, maybe he can wake up.

I rubbed Xiaoye's hands even harder, but his hands wouldn't warm up no matter how hard I rubbed them. They were still so cold, so cold that it chilled my heart.

Until I tried to warm his hands with my body temperature, my mother rushed over to stop me: "Xu Xu, don't do this..."

"Xuxu, Xiaoye will be heartbroken, please don't be like this." Sister Min was still crying, but she came over to comfort me. She held me in her arms, and the warm tears fell from her face onto the back of my hand. I reached out and touched it. At this moment, the tears were like a flood that broke through the dam.

unstoppable.

I cried silently, until I lost my voice. I wanted to wake up, this must be a dream.

But I fainted, and when I woke up again, I still saw my mother and Xiaoyuan with red and swollen eyes.

"Xuxu, you fainted because you were too sad. The doctor asked you to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation. You should pay more attention to rest during this period." My mother was standing by my bed, her voice hoarse and her face full of worry.

"Sister, if you have anything to ask, just tell me and I will do it for you." Zhang Tingyuan's voice was very gentle.

When I saw them like this, I knew that everything before was not an illusion and I really lost Ono.

Unspeakable sadness surged in my heart, but I suppressed it tightly. My nails dug into my palms, and I heard my own voice, low and solemn: "Mom, how did Xiaoye die?"

Before going to bed last night, Xiao Ye was still sending me messages to look at the wedding dress design drawings and discussing with me whether the new Chinese style or the pure Western style would be better. We also said good night to each other and agreed to meet with the designer after get off work today to have a chat.

How could he be gone so suddenly? What happened?

"...Gas poisoning." Mom's voice was choked with sobs. "Sister Min went to deliver food to him this morning. She noticed something was wrong as soon as she entered, but he was already dead."