"Okay, I'll take you to see your mommy." Ling Yiran said.

"I'll take him there." Yi Jinli said, "The doctor said, you must be at home these days. Your hands can't be bumped and bumped anymore, otherwise you will not recover."

Ling Yiran thought for a while, so he nodded, "Okay, you can take Xiaofei there."

When Hao Jifei went to see Hao Yimeng, Yi Jinli arranged it at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

In the back seat of the Bentley car, Hao Jifei sat quietly beside Yi Jinli, like a quiet doll.

Yi Jinli admired the child's nature. It is rare for people like Hao Yimeng to teach such a child.

This child is only five years old now. When he encounters his biological mother committing suicide, he can still see his mother's body so calmly. I am afraid that many adults will be less than that.

If such a person is not born with indifferent emotions, he will... know how to restrain his emotions and have a cunning attitude that does not belong to this age.

But, which kind of child is this?

For a moment, Yi Jinli was a little curious about the child's father coming. The child looked good, but there were not many places like Hao Yimeng, which means that the child looked more like his father.

Before, when he asked someone to check Hao Yimeng's information over the years, he never found out who the child's biological father was.

Hao Yimeng's body was temporarily stored in the funeral home because the judicial inspection has been completed.

Yi Jinli asked the staff of the funeral home to take Hao Jifei to see Hao Yimeng's body, while he himself walked to another room.

When I arrived at that room, the leader of the funeral home had already been waiting there. When I saw him, I bowed and said, "Mr. Yi, you do it, everything is arranged according to your arrangement."

"Yeah." Yi Jinli responded lightly.

I saw a large electronic screen directly in front of his seat, and there were several split-screen images in the screen. The screen was all in the same room, and there was an ice coffin in the room, and in the ice coffin, Hao Yimeng was lying there.

After a while, two figures walked into the room.

One of them is a staff member of the funeral home, while the other is Hao Jifei.

The staff seemed to have said something to Xiao Fei, and then the little guy walked to the ice coffin and looked at Hao Yimeng lying inside quietly.

At this moment, no one knew what the child was thinking.

Yi Jinli stared at the screen thoughtfully, as if measuring something.

For half an hour, the little guy looked at his mother, without a tear falling in between, and didn't say anything to the deceased. Only half an hour later, the little guy turned around and said to the staff who brought him here, "Uncle, I've finished watching my mommy."

So the staff took Hao Jifei out of the room again.

Yi Jinli stood up and said to the leader of the funeral home, "Let the people from the Hao family get the body."

"Yes." The leader responded quickly.

Yi Jinli returned to the car, and after a while, Hao Jifei also came.

The car slowly drove away from the funeral home.
Chapter completed!