Marriage is not sex: Husband loves so fiercely

"It's my fault..." Zhan Leyan knelt on the ground, tapped his forehead, and repeated in a low voice.

Cheng Ruoke stepped forward, knelt down beside him, and gently stroked Zhan Leyan's back.

"It's not your fault, don't do this..." Cheng Ruoke was very distressed.

She had never seen such a fragile Zhan Leyan, which made her feel very distressed, and this emotion even surpassed the emotional impact of Mrs. Zhan's death on her.

"Let's all go out. Instead of crying and mourning here, it's better to prepare for your mother's funeral." Zhan Zongming couldn't bear to see his two sons so sad, so he frowned and lost his temper.

Zhan Yiyang stood up first.

"Let's go, we still have a lot to do."

Cheng Ruoke helped Zhan Leyan to stand up, but Zhan Leyan raised his head, but shook his body and fainted.

He probably had his heart replaced, and he still couldn't bear it after being so stimulated, so he passed out just like that.

The servants ran to find Qi Fei, and Cheng Ruoke knew that Qi Fei had left, so she looked for the medicine bottle that Zhan Leyan carried with him.

Put the pill into Zhan Leyan's mouth, and wait quietly for him to wake up.

His breathing was steady, but he was in a hurry. Cheng Ruoke touched Zhan Leyan's warm face to make sure that he was alive.

The previous family doctor hurried over, looked at Zhan Leyan's condition, asked about his medication, and nodded.

"After a while, the medicine will take effect, and he will be able to wake up. Don't let him receive any stimulation for the time being."

"Well, I see." Cheng Ruoke's heart was finally at ease.

The ambulance from the hospital came, and Mrs. Zhan's body was taken to the hospital, probably sent to the morgue, Cheng Ruoke guessed.

The family immediately became busy, with busy servants inside and out, busy arranging the mourning hall, busy preparing to welcome the guests who came to express their condolences.

Nuan Nuan stayed by Dad's bedside, her eyes were red, and she kept holding Dad's hand with her little hand.

"Father, why don't you wake up? Do you want to be like grandma and never wake up again?" Although he is young, he also understands that grandma has passed away.

This was Nuan Nuan's first experience of life and death, and he was frightened, so when he saw Zhan Leyan's pale face and eyes closed, he was terrified.

"Mom, why hasn't Dad woke up yet?" He raised his head and asked Cheng Ruoke crying.

Cheng Ruoke reached out to wipe away the tears from her son's face, said with a strong smile, "Dad is just a little sad and wants to sleep, let's not disturb him, he will wake up in a while, warm and good, wait for Dad to wake up with mom come on."

"En!" Nuan Nuan nodded heavily, and lay quietly beside her father.

There was a knock on the door, and Ge Yi stood at the door.

"Why are you back, Junliang? Are you feeling better?" Cheng Ruoke asked.

Ge Yi nodded.

"Infusion, fell asleep, and the nanny is taking care of him." Ge Yi walked in, saw Zhan Leyan on the bed with his eyes closed, and sighed softly, "I heard from Yiyang that he might be too much. Blame yourself, you have to persuade him..."

"Well, I will." Cheng Ruoke nodded with red eyes.

Ge Yi stretched out his hands and hugged Cheng Ruoke.

"Call me if you need anything, I'll go out and see if I can help."

"Yeah." Cheng Ruoke nodded, "I'll go down and help you when I'm done with words and deeds."

Zhan Leyan was dizzy for a full hour before he woke up. The moment he woke up, Cheng Ruoke saw two tears fall from the corner of his eyes.

"You're awake..." Cheng Ruoke said softly.

Nuan Nuan was already drowsy. When she heard her mother's words, she immediately raised her head and saw her father opened her eyes. She hugged her father's neck excitedly.

"Dad, you finally woke up!"

Zhan Leyan raised his hand, hugged his son's small body, and suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

He is crying.

His sadness and fragility can only be fully revealed in front of his wife and children.

Cheng Ruoke also stepped forward and hugged Zhan Leyan's shoulder.

The three hugged each other, sobbing softly.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, everything will be fine, you and me and Nuannuan..." She comforted him softly, stroking his head non-stop.

Zhan Leyan buried her face in Cheng Ruoke's neck, and Cheng Ruoke felt the hot and humid liquid soak into her clothes.

"If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have left so early..."

This is the root of his guilt and grief.

Cheng Ruoke patted Zhan Leyan's back, listening to him vent his emotions.

"Since I was a child, I have owed her the most. Now that I have not had time to support her, she has passed away because of me. I feel sad..." Zhan Leyan said in a low voice, "I owe too much..."

"Death can't be resurrected. If Ma Quan knows, seeing you like this must be uncomfortable. Let her go at ease. Don't let her worry about you, and don't let me and Nuannuan worry about you. Dad has to take care of you, and you have to cheer yourself up."

Zhan Leyan touched his son's crying face and sat up.

"Don't worry, I will."

He was not an emotional person by nature, no matter how big the emotional fluctuations were, he never messed up his position.

It's just that the pain of losing a mother is really heartbreaking.

The news of Mrs. Zhan's death quickly spread throughout the city, and many media reporters called to inquire about the funeral time.

Zhan Zongming decided three days later, during these three days, he has been in the study, neither eating nor drinking, and he never even took a step out.

Several people took turns to call, but they were all kicked out.

My aunt rushed back from abroad, wearing big sunglasses to cover her red and swollen eyes.

"You've come, the master hasn't left the study for three days, he doesn't eat or drink, he doesn't listen to anyone's persuasion, why don't you try it..." Mrs. Chen was worried for the head of the house.

Auntie looked up at the location of the study upstairs, then suddenly turned her head and gave Zhan Leyan a resounding slap.

Caught off guard, Zhan Leyan didn't even have time to dodge.

Cheng Ruoke exclaimed, and went up to see Zhan Leyan's face, which turned red.

"Auntie..." Cheng Ruoke protected Zhan Leyan.

Zhan Leyan didn't intend to dodge at all.

"If it weren't for the fact that you provoked those dubious women and caused such a big incident, how could your mother have died so early!" The auntie took off her sunglasses, revealing her red eyes, "Do you know how serious your mother is?" Yi has lived for so many years, and her life was bought with my mother's life, and she was killed by you just like that!"

After all, he was going to hit someone again.

The elders taught others, but the younger generation could not resist or be stubborn, so Cheng Ruoke had no choice but to hug Zhan Leyan and try to protect him.

But Zhan Leyan pulled Cheng Ruoke behind him, and took another slap from his aunt.

"It's my fault." He said every word, "I have nothing to say."

Zhan Yiyang tried to step forward to stop his aunt, but was stopped by Zhan Leyan.

"No one is allowed to come over." He stood upright, waiting for his aunt's slap.

The expression was very indifferent, even with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Ruoke knew that he was punishing himself. In his heart, he still believed that his mother's death was caused by himself.

At this moment, Zhan Zongming slammed the door of the study open.

"Enough is enough!" he yelled angrily.

Seeing her brother-in-law come out, the aunt stopped being angry, put down her hands that were about to slap her again, turned around and sat on the sofa.

Cheng Ruoke wondered, did she just want to get the old man out of the study?

But this way... She looked up at Zhan Leyan's face, it was red, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

She stretched out her thumb and wiped away the trace of blood.

"Sister Lan, go to the refrigerator and get some ice cubes, wrap them in a towel and bring them here."

Sister Lan quickly brought the things over, and Cheng Ruoke helped Zhan Leyan relieve the pain.

The cold touch made Zhan Leyan hiss slightly.

"Hiss..." The voice was very soft, but Cheng Ruoke could hear it clearly.

"Be patient, or it will swell up." She gently pressed for him.

"Sister-in-law Chen, prepare food for my brother-in-law. I have something to tell him after eating." The auntie said to Sister-in-law Chen with her arms around her chest.

Old Master Zhan frowned, his voice hoarse.

"Say something now." He has no appetite at all. In the past few days, he has been thinking about the past and thinking about his dead wife more and more. There is nowhere in the grave to talk about desolation..."

"Tomorrow is the day of my sister's funeral. Do you want to see her like this?" The aunt said angrily, "Sister-in-law Chen, cook!"

"Okay, Miss Weng, I'll go." Seeing that the old man did not refute, Mrs. Chen immediately went to the kitchen.

There are some things that only my aunt dares to say at this time.

No matter how worried the younger generation was, they could only discuss it, and relying on his aunt's temper, Zhan Zongming still couldn't refuse her reason.

The family went to the funeral home together, cremated Mrs. Zhan, put them in an urn and brought them home.

This was what Zhan Zongming meant. He thought about it for three days and decided to put Mrs. Zhan's ashes in the bedroom at home.

So the mourning hall was set up at home.

In order to make it easier for guests to come to express condolences, Mrs. Zhan's urn was placed in the living room. The sofas and furnishings in the living room were removed, and several rows of chairs covered with black velvet were placed.

It was raining all the time, and there was a damp smell in the air, and a touch of sadness.

Everyone was dressed in black, came with heavy expressions, and left with sighs and sighs. Some family friends of the Zhan family, such as the Ling family and the Chi family, and Mrs. Zhan's good friends were sitting quietly in the chairs, wanting more. A moment to mourn the dead.

Chicheng and Xiang Ling came into the room together, bowed three times in front of Mrs. Zhan's coffin, Zhan Leyan, Zhan Yiyang, Cheng Ruoke, Ge Yi, with filial piety, stood on both sides of Mrs. Zhan's coffin, and greeted everyone who came The condolence guests bowed.

Xiang Ling stepped forward to hug Cheng Ruoke, and whispered in her ear: "Don't be too sad."

"Yeah." Cheng Ruoke nodded with a chuckle.

Chi Cheng suddenly stuck to Zhan Leyan's ear and said, "Jin Se is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion at the door.

Jinse, it really is her!
After all, it was not only relatives and friends who came to express their condolences, but also Zhan's business partners, and people from the business community of City A. Back then, Jin Se brought Ruijin to suddenly rise in City A, which almost overturned the entire business community of City A. vividly.