late at night.

The Sheng family.

When Grandma Sheng heard the news, her legs went weak, and she had to be helped by the servants to walk from the door of the room to Rong Shang's side.

"Chang'an, what did you just say?"

She stared wide-eyed, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "You, say it again."

Rong Chang couldn't bear it.

But only two or three seconds had passed.

The old man had become agitated.

"Speak, Sheng Chang'an."

"What's wrong with Xiaodi?"

Her eyes seemed to be shining as she stared intently at her.

She did have expectations.

Rong Shang didn't say a word at that time.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

She instinctively stepped aside.

Then, several people carried a stretcher in from outside.

The atmosphere was very heavy.

The old man was stunned for a moment, tears welling up in his eyes.

She watched the people walk past her.

She looked at the person on the stretcher covered with a white sheet.

In that instant, she forgot to breathe; she felt suffocated.

It wasn't until Sheng Linfeng's colleague bowed to her that she understood.

He said, "Madam, please accept my condolences."

The old man could no longer hold back.

She closed her eyes and burst into tears.

"My dear grandson."

How could that be?

I haven't seen him for just one night.

How could someone who was perfectly healthy just suddenly die?

The old lady didn't believe it.

She walked to the stretcher, trembling.

At that time, Rong Shang was intentionally trying to stop her.

She was afraid that seeing Sheng Changdi's appearance before his death would be even more devastating for her.

But she didn't care and pushed Rong Shang away with one hand.

He bent down and stretched out his hand, which trembled slightly.

We've got the white cloth; we're pulling it down little by little.

Finally, I saw him.

His face was covered in blood and wounds.

Neck, arms... missing pieces here, missing pieces there.

Perhaps the greatest shock is witnessing with one's own eyes how cruelly a loved one is killed.

Like now.

When the old man saw the wounds on Sheng Changdi's body, it was as if his heart had been cut by a knife.

Each blow was excruciating.

I was heartbroken.

Her eyes were red, and she opened her mouth, only to find she had lost her voice.

So many words are stuck in my throat, I can't say them.

All that remained were faint, choked sobs.

Those around us looked quite distressed.

Rong Shang went over to help her up and called out, "Grandma."

The old man's vision went black, and he collapsed into her arms.

*

A few days later, Sheng Changdi was buried.

The location was, surprisingly, the Feng family's cemetery.

When this news spread, many people were shocked.

why is that?

But the truth of the matter is probably only known to them.

However, many people don't understand.

I still can't help but ask when I come to offer incense.

"Xiao Di is a member of the Sheng family, and members of the Sheng family should be buried in the Sheng family cemetery. How could she have ended up in the Feng family's cemetery?"

strangeness.

The Sheng family is strange, and it's even stranger that the Feng family would agree to such an unreasonable request.

But the woman didn't say a word.

She had no expression.

She only reacted when she saw the servants beside Grandma Sheng approaching.

"Xiao Xiang, how is Grandma?"

Sheng Changdi has always been Grandma Sheng's most beloved grandson.

A while ago, Rong Shang thought he was dead, and for a long time she didn't dare to let the old lady know.

She had always thought that Sheng Changdi was out having fun and didn't want to come home.

But now that the person is dead, the one who is most affected is Grandma Sheng.

With a worried look on her face, Xiao Xiang shook her head. "Miss, the old lady is still the same."

She held the photo of the young master the whole time, neither crying nor laughing nor saying a word.

It was as if he had suddenly become demented.

Right now, everyone around her is very worried about her.