Two days later, Linlin passed away.
Qiao Yue watched as the girl's small coffin was lowered into the grave and then buried in soil mixed with flowers.
Tears rolled down Qiao Yue's cheeks.
She would never see this adorable girl again.
Qiao Jing stood at the side, holding a black umbrella as he placed a bunch of sunflowers on the tombstone.
The group of people walked out of the cemetery.
The team from The Custodians were also there. They were all wearing black clothes and holding black umbrellas.
When they reached the entrance of the cemetery, there were already more than a dozen Lincoln stretch limousines waiting for them.
Qiao Yue was a little surprised and asked Qiao Jing, "Aren't we going back to Hanshan City?"
"No. We are going to straight to the Yin residence."
Qiao Yue turned around and nodded at Su Xun. "Colonel Su, we won't be going back to Hanshan City. Let's meet again when we have the chance."
