ees you locking her own son up and wanting to ruin the Bai family's everything...""Oh, I almost forgot to mention." Ou Yan leaned against the wall, her expression as cold and sharp as ever. "On my way...The entire audience was moved by their emotions, red-eyed as they watched the coffin be buried and a tombstone erected.

Please have all guests bow to the departed—first bow—second bow—third bow. Let me know if you need anything else translated!

The emcee's words caused everyone in the audience to bow repeatedly, bidding farewell to the departed.

The world turned white as snowflakes swirled and danced.

Wang Shuxiang knelt on the snow, holding onto the tombstone, unwilling to leave for a long time. Xiao Chuan also knelt beside her, looking at his daughter's portrait on the tombstone, crying bitterly.

When the Xiao family members couldn't dissuade them, they could only represent them and bow to thank the guests who attended the funeral.

Guests departed in an orderly fashion.

Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying still wanted to stay and keep them company.

Li Sen watched from afar as the two figures knelt in the snow. They seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant, their backs hunched over as if crushed by grief."Does it still hurt""It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Luo Xue wanted to shake her head to prove she was fine, but when she tugged at the wound, pain flashed across her eyes."You're...