Chapter 131: President Gu, Madam was in a car accident and is gone

Gu Tingyan opened his eyes to find himself in a hospital ward; the stinging scent of disinfectant was unforgettable. The moment he woke, he rose from the hospital bed, and as he thought of something, his face suddenly turned deathly pale.

"Where is Qin Shu?" Gu Tingyan's voice was hoarse beyond measure.

A Zhong's eyes turned red; seeing Gu Tingyan in such a haggard state, he could not bear it. He did not even dare to tell Gu Tingyan the truth.

"I'm asking you a question!" Gu Tingyan's voice rose sharply.

"President Gu, Madam was in a car accident and is gone." A Zhong's eyes welled with tears, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

A Zhong spoke stumblingly, his tone filled with immense grief.

Upon hearing this news, the expression on Gu Tingyan's face shifted repeatedly, his breathing grew heavy, and his heart felt as if it were being crushed by an invisible hand. That dull pain was clearer and more prolonged than anything he had ever felt before.

Gu Tingyan's body swayed violently; he felt only a chill throughout his entire being, and the agony nearly drowned him in a tidal wave.

Gu Tingyan let out a soft laugh, looking at A Zhong, still refusing to believe this cruel reality: "A Zhong, even you have learned to lie to me."

He pulled the IV needle from the back of his hand, threw off the quilt, and got out of bed, his body staggering as he stumbled toward the exit.

"President, Madam is truly dead; the police have already issued a public notice," A Zhong said, weeping.

Although he did not want to believe this fact either, A Zhong did not want Gu Tingyan to live in his own world, refusing to believe the truth of the matter.

Gu Tingyan's body stiffened, and he walked out with a cold face. His phone rang; it was the police notifying him to come and claim the body.

Gu Tingyan's face turned pale again and again, and he nearly fell to the ground. The man's gait was strange, as if he were being crushed by something, unable to catch his breath.

The morgue.

Gu Tingyan stood inside the cold room, looking at the body covered by a white sheet. His fingers trembled as he slowly lifted the white cloth.

The body was destroyed to the point of being unrecognizable; it was impossible to tell that this was Qin Shu.

Qin Shu was so beautiful; how could she be this thing before him that no longer looked human?

"This is not my wife." Deep inside, Gu Tingyan resisted, his face pale as he took a step back.

Overwhelming despair pressed down upon him; this unprecedented pain nearly ground Gu Tingyan into powder.

This surge of pain was unfamiliar and violent; it was a suffocation and tearing that Gu Tingyan had never experienced.

He clutched his chest, his heart aching so much he could barely breathe.

All sorts of signs proved that this was indeed Qin Shu.

Yet Gu Tingyan still dared not believe it; he wanted to escape reality, hoping that perhaps Qin Shu would return.

She was such a vain person who loved beauty; how could she have become this pile of unrecognizable remains before him?

"Mr. Gu, we understand your feelings." The staff member sighed deeply; no one had expected that Qin Shu, who had just won the Best Actress award, would meet with such an accident.

What was even more unexpected was that the incredibly handsome man before them was actually Qin Shu's husband.

"We never wanted to see such a tragedy occur."

"Please accept my condolences."

Gu Tingyan's mind was a mess, buzzing incessantly. His heart felt as if it were aching to the point of numbness; hearing these words from the staff, he could not take any of it in.

"Would you like to decide whether to cremate first or how you would like to proceed?"

Such an unrecognizable body made anyone who saw it feel unbearable pity.

The video of the scene of Qin Shu's car accident was exposed online. Gu Huaiyuan held his phone, browsing the internet; the web was filled with obituaries for Qin Shu.

He had rushed over the moment he received the notification. Seeing the distraught, near-despairing Gu Tingyan, he furrowed his brows tightly.

It was just a woman; was she really worth him going to such lengths?

She was, after all, Gu Yichen's biological mother. Gu Huaiyuan had not expected her to die; he had originally thought he could use Qin Shu to build a connection with the Nangong Family.

He hadn't expected Qin Shu to be so useless.

When good fortune arrived, she hadn't even enjoyed the blessings before she died in a car accident.

Gu Huaiyuan said in a low voice: "Since she is dead, bury her quickly and let her rest in peace."

Gu Huaiyuan looked at Gu Tingyan and said coldly: "It is useless even if you don't believe it."

"The dead cannot return to life."

Lin Jingshu entered a few steps behind Gu Huaiyuan. She walked in on high heels, and seeing the body in the morgue covered by a white sheet, barely recognizable as human, she frowned in disgust.

She hadn't expected Qin Shu to meet such a miserable end.

A smile flashed across the corner of Lin Jingshu's mouth; she could not laugh too obviously, lest it be captured by someone with ulterior motives and used to stir up trouble.

Looking at the unrecognizable body before her, Lin Jingshu felt incomparably gratified in her heart; anyone who opposed her would not have a good end.

Qin Shu, oh Qin Shu, remember to be reincarnated far away in your next life; don't come back to our Gu Family.

Lin Jingshu looked at Gu Tingyan and advised him understandingly: "Since Qin Shu is dead, let's give her some dignity and let her leave in style."

"The outside world knows you two are husband and wife; the Gu Family cannot fail to hold a funeral for her."

Thinking of this, Lin Jingshu felt annoyed. If Qin Shu was going to die, she should have just died quietly; even in death, she had to drag out her affairs with her son.

It made everyone know that Qin Shu was her, Lin Jingshu's, daughter-in-law, causing her to lose all face.

Not only that, but it also caused Sheng to bear the stigma of being a mistress.

Chenchen now had no way to be openly registered in the Gu Family's household registry.

Gu Tingyan's eyes were bloodshot. He touched Qin Shu's broken body with his fingertips, feeling the warmth fading away bit by bit. Only then did the man realize that losing someone was such an unprecedented, heart-wrenching pain.

Gu Tingyan took a deep breath and said to the staff: "Take her to be cremated."

Rather than letting Qin Shu appear like this, it was better to give her some dignity. She was such a person who loved beauty; she certainly would not like herself as she was now.

Soon, Qin Shu's body was cremated. Such a large person ended up as a small urn in Gu Tingyan's arms.

Lin Jingshu looked at Qin Shu's urn and always felt a chill down her back, as if she were being watched by something.

Perhaps it was because she had done too many wicked deeds, having caused the death of the child in Qin Shu's womb; now, seeing Qin Shu's urn, she only felt a sense of horror.

"Find a cemetery and bury this thing as soon as possible," Lin Jingshu said coldly.

Gu Tingyan ignored her and left alone, holding the urn.

Lin Jingshu's expression turned cold when she saw Gu Tingyan ignoring her.

A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she looked at Gu Huaiyuan: "Why not tell the outside world that Chenchen is Tingyan's adopted son?"

"Since Qin Shu is dead anyway, we can bring Chenchen back to the Gu Family."

Gu Huaiyuan raised his eyes and looked deeply at Lin Jingshu; for the first time, he felt this woman was truly terrifying, with a heart like a scorpion and a viper, vicious to the extreme.

Gu Huaiyuan's chest heaved with anger, unable to understand how he could have ever taken a fancy to such a woman.