Ye Lu gasped in a cold breath. Qingchi had actually come back to attend the funeral; if Ling Xiu asked about the ornament and found out Qingchi never left that thing behind, it would be over.
Ye Lu was extremely anxious.
However, Qingchi still felt some involuntary fear towards Ling Xiu, and greeted him with a lukewarm, "Second Young Master."
Ling Xiu's eyes, which had been overflowing with thrilled delight, dimmed as a result.
Ling Yan sighed after looking at a disappointed Ling Xiu and then at the indifferent Qingchi.
"Qingchi, you're here to pay your respects to Grandfather, aren't you!"
"Yes, I truly didn't expect Old Ling to... He took in my whole family, and I wanted to repay him by studying medicine well and treating his illness, but now I no longer have the chance." Tears streamed down her face as she covered her mouth, overwhelmed by sorrow.
Ling Yan couldn't help but feel saddened as well, "Grandfather will understand your feelings, don't be sad."
