At the side, Li Feng'e let out a cold laugh, tauntingly saying, "Well, isn't that a miscalculation? Still hoping to take advantage? Even the old lady sides with them. What a useless thing you are!"
"No one would think you're mute if you didn't speak!" Lin Jiaxiao's heart was already uneasy, and his wife's sarcasm only added to his irritation.
Li Feng'e rolled her eyes, delighted by Lin Jiaxiao's embarrassment.
Lin Jiaxin gave Lady Yang a glance, and immediately his eyes began to well up with tears. He gently nodded to her, then took Lady Liu and the children's hands and entered the mourning hall to light incense for Lin Jianling.
Lin Jiaxin knelt to the ground and heavily kowtowed three times. It was not until after the final kowtow, when his wife and daughters had already raised their heads, that he remained with his forehead to the ground, not lifting his head.
