Ye City.
It was an hour's drive away from Xia City.
On the way, An Lan knew that Xu Baohan was in a bad mood, so she chose to drive. Xu Baohan sat in the front passenger seat, looking at the bleak scenery outside. He remembered that he hadn't returned for many years. In the past, when his parents hadn't divorced.., he would return to Ye city every New Year. The roots of his family were here.
But now, this city was unfamiliar.
When they reached the entrance of the funeral home, An Lan parked the car and both of them walked in together. Xu Baohan was holding a chrysanthemum in his hand. He was dressed in a black jacket and black trousers today, and his deep facial features gave off a cold and distant feeling.
