In the gloomy sky, drizzle suddenly began to fall.
Lin Yiran held a black umbrella and stood in front of the tombstone blankly.
There was no emotion on her face, and the tears on her cheeks merged with the dripping rain.
Lin Yiran did not dare to touch the cold tombstone in front of her. It was clear that before this, her father's hand that held hers was still warm.
But all that is left to her now is the cold tombstone and the three words Lin Jiwei on the tombstone.
Regardless of the objections of Gao Rourou and Gong Meimei, she buried her father and mother together.
This is the only thing she can do now.
Lin Yiran glanced sadly at the side. Her father's old friends and partners were standing neatly aside, and Gao Rourou and Gong Meimei were crying.
Gong Meimei threw away the umbrella in her hand and rushed directly to Lin Jiwei's tombstone. She cried loudly: "Old Lin, why did you abandon me? How will I live in the future if you leave...
"
She cried heartbreakingly.
But in Lin Yiran's opinion, such heartbreaking words were extremely false.
Lin Yiran tightened her grip on the umbrella handle and raised her head slightly. She didn't want to cry in front of them, nor did she want her parents in heaven to see her vulnerability...
She just watched calmly as Gong Meimei acted in front of everyone.
Lin Jiwei had been unconscious since he entered the hospital. His condition suddenly worsened that night. After several hours of rescue efforts, the doctor declared that the rescue efforts were ineffective and the patient had died.
The last words Lin Yiran heard were what his father said: The Lin Group must not give Gao Rourou.
The drizzle just now suddenly started to fall heavily, and Gong Meimei, who had been crying so hard just now, finally stopped acting.
She got up and hid under Gao Rourou's umbrella, but she was still crying, showing her sadness.
Gao Rourou couldn't squeeze out tears. She felt a little chill and deliberately hid behind Gong Meimei.
Lin Yiran saw this scene clearly.
Remembering that she was drugged by Gao Rourou's father, Gao Rourou didn't even have a hint of regret when she saw her again.
The stepfather who took care of her passed away, and there was no trace of sadness on her face.
Lin Yiran bit her lip tightly and looked at her father's tombstone with moist eyes.
She slowly lowered her eyes, no longer caring whether other people's emotions were true or false.
From today on, she no longer has a father.
Ye Siyun stood next to Lin Yiran. She patted Lin Yiran's back to comfort her.
Looking at the hypocritical Gong Meimei on the side, she snorted coldly. She wished that a bolt of lightning from the sky would hit this woman directly.
Gong Meimei was tired from crying and was quiet for a while.
The noisy sounds behind them broke the calm again.
Ye Siyun turned her head and glanced sideways. She put her umbrella close to Lin Yiran and whispered, "Li Hanxuan is here."
Hearing the three familiar words, Lin Yiran's expression suddenly changed.
She had cold eyes, and the hand holding the umbrella handle trembled slightly unconsciously.
Li Hanxuan was wearing a black suit and black leather shoes. He was exquisite and elegant, looking like a handsome young man.
There was no emotion on his face, he just walked to the tomb with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
He knelt down and put the bouquet in his hand, stood up and bowed slightly.
Gong Meimei walked up to Lin Yiran, and with a flattering look on her face, she signaled to Li Hanxuan that he didn't need to bow: "Mr. Li, just follow the rules."

Chapter completed!