My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again-Chapter 1091: Ye Si was stolen (1)

"Xingxing, I have no ill intentions. But you can’t run away from reality, everyone knows that Ye Qilan died a month ago—" Xiao Ji hadn’t finished speaking when Su Hongxing abruptly stood up and started ushering him out.

"How can you be so stubborn?" Xiao Ji was chased out to the front door by Su Hongxing, and he helplessly watched her back. "Xingxing, you have to face reality, Ye Qilan is dead!!"

But Su Hongxing did not turn back to look at him and instead hid in her bedroom again.

She felt that the only one in the world who could communicate with her was Little Pudding. Everyone else was brainwashing her; she didn’t believe that Ye Qilan was just gone.

Nobody had even seen his body or held a funeral for him; this proved that he might still be alive.

Thinking this, Su Hongxing quickly pecked Little Pudding on the face.

Little Pudding was surprised and pleased, widening his eyes at Su Hongxing: "Mommy just kissed me."

Su Hongxing kissed him hard twice more, and Little Pudding giggled joyously. After playing with the child for a while, Su Hongxing left the bedroom and looked towards the gloomy-faced Age, asking, "Where is Ye Qilan now? Have you hidden him?"

Age was stunned by the question and involuntarily glanced at Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao hurriedly sat down next to Su Hongxing: "Su, what’s this again? Ye Qilan is dead; even if you won’t admit it, he really is dead."

This time, Su Hongxing merely furrowed her brows but did not interrupt Qiao Qiao.

Thinking that Su Hongxing was coming to accept the reality, Qiao Qiao continued, "Why don’t we have the lawyer come over tomorrow to declare the will?"

"Age, I’m asking you, where have you hidden Ye Qilan? Don’t think I don’t know; you two often keep things from me. This time, he might be faking his death to expose the real big boss behind the scenes," Su Hongxing asserted stubbornly, her gaze burning into Age.

Age paused for a moment before replying, "Miss Su, the sir really is dead. By the time we arrived, Mr. Ye had already stopped breathing, completely..."

"Then tell me, where is he buried?" Su Hongxing’s eyes grew cold.

"This..." Age looked troubled. Ultimately, he couldn’t keep it from her any longer; Su Hongxing had the right to know the truth.

"Just tell me the truth, it’s okay, I won’t get angry," Su Hongxing this time spoke more agreeably.

After hesitating for a moment, Age finally decided to tell the truth, "Here’s the thing, the sir’s body was originally placed in an ice coffin..."

"Ice coffin?" Su Hongxing’s eyes flickered slightly.

"It was Xiaohe’s idea. The strangest thing was that on that night, the sir’s body was stolen. When we checked the security footage, the person who stole Mr. Ye’s body was Xiaohe." Age thought Su Hongxing would be angry, but instead, he saw an excited expression on her face.

Qiao Qiao, thinking that Su Hongxing was too shocked to react normally, said worriedly: "Su, are you alright, don’t scare me."

"I knew Ye Qilan wasn’t dead; he’s fine. Xiaohe is his man, Xiaohe must have been protecting Ye Qilan’s body because Ye Qilan is planning to ’return from the dead’!" With these words from Su Hongxing, both Age and Qiao Qiao exchanged glances, thinking she had been too shocked and was out of her mind.

"Xingxing, let me take you to the hospital; come with me now," Qiao Qiao urged urgently, grabbing Su Hongxing to get up.

They were going to the psychiatry department, for Su Hongxing had developed a delusional disorder and had completely lost her mind.