throughout the entire funeral, the lu family was the most idle and seemed to be the most awkward.
lu xishan had come to help, but he realized that everything had been arranged in an orderly manner.
in the funeral parlor, song qincheng couldn't help but cry as she watched the old lady being pushed into the cremation room. throughout the entire process, yu tingchuan was there, holding her by the shoulder and holding her in his arms. his other hand was gently pressing the back of her head, comforting her in a low voice.
it was the sense of security that only a mature man could give.
song qincheng hugged him back, her tears falling on the shoulder of his down jacket.
not far away, shen zhi saw this scene and clenched his hands in his pockets.
