Mr. Qin, Your Mute Wife is a Full-Level Bigshot Chapter 487: Canities Subita

Chapter 487: Canities Subita....
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If he had abandoned his pride and kept Gu Allan by his side 20 years ago…
Would Gu Allan not leave him?
Would there not be so many regrets between them?
Ye Ming did not know how to comfort Ye Xingyao and could only remain silent.
In any case, he felt that the First Lady was a b*tchy woman. If the President had not been angry with Miss An’an back then…
Perhaps everything would be different now.
After a long time, Ye Xingyao finally recovered from his grief.
He got out of bed in a daze and put on his suit.
“I’m going to see her for the last time.”
“Ye Ming, get the car.”
Ye Ming clenched his fists with a conflicted look on his face.
“Mr. President, Miss Aryan’s body has been cremated.”
“She was buried in the cemetery last night.”
“What?!”
Ye Xingyao’s vision suddenly turned black again. His tall body swayed as if he was about to collapse.
He clenched his fists in sorrow, his eyes red.
His black hair suddenly turned white on both sides. He muttered sorrowfully to himself,
“Why won’t you even let me see you for the last time?”
Ye Ming hurriedly held Ye Xingyao’s arm and looked at Ye Xingyao’s white hair in shock.
“Mr. President, please take care…” “May she rest in peace. For the sake of the whole country, you must take care.”
“Our country can’t be without you.”
Ye Xingyao shook off Ye Ming and staggered towards the door.
“l can’t even protect the woman I love. What’s the point of being president?”
“What’s the point of me living?”
Ye Ming hurriedly followed and persuaded,
“Mr. President, didn’t the news say that Miss An’an died in an accident? You don’t need to blame yourself like this.”
“This has nothing to do with you protecting Miss An’an.”
Ye Xingyao suddenly stopped in his tracks. His handsome face brimmed with sadness and regret.
“How could it have nothing to do with me?”
“If I had sent someone to check on An’an earlier, how could I have waited until the day she died to know that she had been locked up in a psychiatric hospital?”
“Mr. President, how can you say that she was locked up?”
Ye Ming hurriedly comforted Ye Xingyao.
“The news report said that Miss An’an was sent to a psychiatric hospital because she was mentally ill.”
“The reason why Ye Nancheng sent Miss An’an to the psychiatric hospital is probably to treat her.”
“It’s just that nobody expected…”
Ye Xingyao’s eyes suddenly turned cold and his expression was as cold as a “What mental illness does she have that she has not recovered from after so many years of psychiatric treatment?”
“Ye Nancheng obviously locked An’an up on purpose. He doesn’t want to treat
An’an. He must have an ulterior motive.’
“He harmed An’an like this. I must make him pay.”
Ye Ming:
He could not seem to find a reason to refute the president.
Ye Xingyao’s eyes brimmed with sorrow as he held his aching heart and ordered in a hoarse voice,
“Ye Ming, get the car and send me to Aryan’s grave.”
Ye Ming immediately replied respectfully,
“Yes, Mr. President.’
Just as Ye Ming was about to leave, Ye Xingyao suddenly asked,
“By the way, how’s the matter I asked you to investigate the other time?”
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ye Mings eyes, but he replied respectfully,
“Don’t worry. Give me a few more days and I’ll definitely find out.”
“Ye Ming, when did your efficiency become so low?” Ye Xingyao’s face was dark as he looked at Ye Ming with a sharp aura. He effused a terrifying malevolent aura.
Ye Ming suddenly broke out in cold sweat and replied in fear,
“You told me to hide this from the First Lady, but…”