Chapter 1 A Kiss of Despair

Su Yayan was suspended in mid-air, looking at the noisy and chaotic scene below, with mixed feelings in her heart.

A few hours ago, she was still rejoicing that she finally brought sponsorship for her family and solved the urgent needs of her company.

A large truck driving in the opposite direction suddenly slammed into his car.

After a period of severe pain, Su Yayan didn't know anything when it was dark in front of her eyes, and when she woke up, she became the ghost she is now.

Her soul floated in mid-air, and her body, battered beyond recognition, lay on a cold bed in the hospital morgue.

Her parents and brother hurried over and burst into tears after confirming her death.

Su Yayan looked at her mother who was crying and screaming and was about to pass away. For a moment, it seemed that her father, who was a teenage old, was already tired and haggard, but she had to hold up everything at this time, and comfort her parents with red eyes.

The guilt in his heart climbed to the top, and the hatred for the two people and even the truck driver suddenly magnified countless times.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the end of the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a wheelchair appeared in front of several people.

The man sitting in the wheelchair was handsome and handsome, with straight eyes, deep and cold eyes like pools, sharp like knives, so that people can't help but want to bow their heads to avoid his sharpness and bow their heads to be courtiers.

Su Yayan recognized the identity of the person at a glance, the old man of the previous head of the Huo family, the one who used to be his fiancé in name... uncle!

"What are you doing here? Watching our family's jokes?" Su Yuxuan was the first to react, keeping his parents behind him, staring at the person with a bad expression, "Your Huo family is not welcome here, get out!"

Huo Chenhuan didn't speak, but the bodyguards who followed him swarmed up at this moment, keeping all the emotional Su family out of the morgue.

Su Yayan didn't expect that they would suddenly make a move, her face changed slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to rush over to help, but she forgot that she had no body now, so she didn't touch those people at all.

Fortunately, she soon discovered that although these bodyguards stopped her parents and brother from getting close to Huo Chenhuan, they never acted rough on them.

Even when her parents and brother beat and kicked them, they never fought back and let them beat and scold them.

What are these people doing?

Just as this question popped into Su Yayan's mind, she saw that Huo Chenhuan was manipulating the wheelchair and entered the morgue alone.

The door of the mortuary closed, blocking the roaring noise outside the door.

Huo Chenhuan sat beside the morgue and looked at Su Yayan, while Su Yayan floated in midair and stared at Huo Chenhuan.

Two or three minutes later, Huo Chenhuan finally moved. He reached out and touched Su Yayan's still intact profile.

Those icy eyes have been replaced by gentle tenderness and nostalgia for some time, and the brows are full of pity and regret.

Before Su Yayan could recover from this sudden change, the person in front of her suddenly leaned forward and kissed her cold, bloodless lips.

Su Yayan's eyes shrank suddenly, and her hand unconsciously covered her mouth, as if Huo Chenhuan really kissed her.

How could this man... how could he do such a thing to her corpse? ! he……

"Wait for me." The man's voice was low and magnetic, like a murmur between lovers, intoxicating and seductive.

wait for him? She is already dead, how can I wait for him?