Jin Yan was an orphan and had no family. Those who attended the funeral were all his friends in the circle.
He was very popular, so there were many people present, but how many were sincere and how many were fake was unknown.
Dressed in a black coat, Xia Ning stood there and looked at the man who was smiling at her in the portrait. In fact, when she thought about the past, his smile was not pure and there were many things hidden in it. Unfortunately, she only cared about herself at that time and did not even know that he had depression. Even if those things did not happen later, she was not worthy of being his friend.
He was no longer around, and she was only willing to remember the good things about him.
Soon, it was her family's turn to pay their respects. After they were done, she looked at Enoch and said,""Uncle Jin sings very well. I'll play it for you later."
"Yes, yes." Enoch nodded and looked at Jin Yan before placing the flowers on the ground.
