The rain stopped, but the sky was still foggy, as if a layer of haze covered the world.

Xie Licheng pushed open the door expressionlessly, with dirges echoing in his ears. A few people in the church turned around to look at him, their faces were extremely haggard, and their eyes were red, as if they had experienced a great pain.

His gaze swept across them and finally landed on the man sitting in the first row, with his head down and silent. He stayed there for a moment and then retracted his gaze.

"Do you think you can fool me by acting out a mourning play?" He sneered and looked at the woman in the center. "Su Jing, I'm going to ask you one last time, where is Liang Qingyu?"

There was not much emotion on Su Jing's pale face. After he finished asking, he pointed to the square little box on the stage.

"She's right there."

It was like pressing the terminator key. Xie Licheng felt his heart go empty. He looked over mechanically.

[Mr. Xie, they are preparing to cremate Ms. Liang's body.]

Liu Tian’s voice seemed to still be in my ears.

After a while, Xie Licheng let out a short laugh.

"Do you think I would believe it? If she was really dead, why didn't anyone from the Liang family show up?"

"When you asked this question, you were no longer qualified to be here." Su Jing's face turned cold, "Xie Licheng, I don't care what you think, you are not welcome here, and Qingyu doesn't want to see you either."

"shut up!"

Xie Licheng's breathing became rapid. He ripped open a few buttons of his shirt and looked at the box not far away with a sinister look.

"This is simply a scam that you two planned together. She can't be dead. Liang Qingyu can't be dead!"

"Xie Licheng, you've really had enough!" Zhan Tingxia seemed to be unable to bear it, with hatred in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, Qingyu would never have gone to Changling, and this wouldn't have happened. It's all your fault. What qualifications do you have to be here!"

It’s so noisy. It’s really noisy!

Xie Licheng didn't look at Zhan Tingxia. He couldn't take his eyes off the box.

It couldn't be her there, it couldn't be Liang Qingyu!

He tried hard to tell himself that his feet moved forward uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a person blocked his way. It was Yi Chen.

His face was the most haggard among the people inside, with dark circles under his eyes and untidy beard, looking completely different from the day before.

Like a mature actor.

Xie Licheng kept telling himself that everyone was acting.

"Step aside!"

He scolded coldly.

The man in front of him didn't move, and just when his patience was about to run out, Yi Chen suddenly raised his arm and punched him hard in the face.

Xie Licheng was caught off guard and took a few steps back.

The hall was silent. Zhan Tingxia walked to Yi Chen with some worry. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

After Xie Licheng stood firm, he wiped the snow from the corner of his mouth and looked at the man not far away with sinister eyes.

"Are you looking for death?"

Yi Chen still didn't say anything, his bloodshot eyes staring at him motionlessly, the surging hatred in them seemed to be about to swallow him up.

The next second, he rushed over with his arms raised.

Xie Licheng would not suffer the same loss a second time.

The two men soon started fighting, punching and kicking each other, both using all their strength to kill each other, and they were soon injured.

Zhan Tingxia and the others did not expect things to develop to this point. After looking at each other, they started to step forward to separate the fight.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside the church one after another. He Sihuai and Mu Yanxu ran in. When they saw the chaotic scene inside, they were also stunned.

After a moment, they joined in.

After a struggle, they finally pulled their people apart.

Xie Licheng and Yi Chen both had bruises on their faces. If we had to judge the severity of their injuries, the latter was more miserable.

"Let go!" Xie Licheng wanted to shake off the shackles of He Sihuai and Mu Yanxu. His expression was as cold as winter and his eyes were as gloomy as a rainstorm.

Yi Chen, who was caught by Zhan Tingxia and Wu Yue, gritted his teeth and tried to break free.

He wants to avenge Liang Qingyu.

Looking at the two people who were still struggling, Su Jing was the first to lose patience. "Can you two calm down a bit, or do you want Qingyu to die in peace?"

These words were too serious, and the two people who were still resisting suddenly became silent.

Even when Yi Chen was fighting with him desperately, Xie Licheng was already accepting the possibility that he could not accept the most.

He would rather avoid such reality in a violent world.

But now Su Jing's words shattered that fantasy, and he could no longer deceive himself.

Yi Chen’s condition wasn’t much better.

He couldn't understand how a living person could be gone in less than two days.

Even if he only had one chance to wait, no matter how slim it was, he would not despair.

But now, nothing makes sense.

His sweetheart became the moon in the sky, and could never fall into his arms again.

Seeing that they were all silent, Su Jing took a deep breath and walked up to Xie Licheng.

"It's time to end this farce. If you don't want the police to get involved, just leave. From today on, you and Qingyu are in love."

"Clear?" Xie Licheng sneered. He looked at the woman in front of him coldly and said word by word , " Absolutely impossible."

Su Jing's expression changed, "What else do you want?"

Xie Licheng looked at the urn on the stage, his voice hoarse, "Give me that."

"Don't even think about it!"

Yi Chen spoke for the first time today. The indifference on his face was gone, replaced by anger.

Xie Licheng ignored him.

"Give me the urn, or we'll fight to the death."

Whether alive or dead, Liang Qingyu must be hers.

How could he let her go free?

Su Jing frowned, "Qingyu wouldn't want to— "

"I don't care!" Xie Licheng's eyes were terribly deep. "Su Jing, I'm not discussing this with you, nor am I asking for your opinion. Either give her to me, or make a big deal out of this. I'll accompany you to the end!"

The madness in the man's eyes made Su Jing swallow her saliva. She really didn't expect that this man's obsession with Liang Qingyu had reached such a deep level.

What would happen if their plan was exposed?

She didn't dare to think about it.

But one thing she was very clear about was that the matter could not be made a big deal, nor could it be dragged on any longer.

Otherwise, there will be too many things affected.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

"Can't!"

Yi Chen objected, but was held tightly by Wu Yue and Zhan Tingxia, and could only watch Su Jing hand the urn to Xie Licheng.

Xie Licheng held the not-so-heavy box in both hands, yet he felt like he was about to kneel down.

There was an invisible weight pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

He Sihuai noticed his abnormality, and after looking at Mu Yanxu, the two of them helped him leave.

In just a few days, everything has changed.