Besides, Lu Baoqi is careless and clumsy. Even if Lu Gengsheng insisted that she take it with her, she would rather throw away the soup than mention home again.

So, something must have happened before she left the cemetery with Tang!

That truth was the key to taking Lu Gensheng's life!

Lu Yi's face was ashen, his brows were furrowed, and a series of sharp pains in his chest made him feel like he was suffocating.

Just then, a staff member came up to Lu Yi.

His mouth opened and closed, and Lu Yi understood what he meant, but couldn't hear what he was saying.

Reluctantly letting go of his uncle's hand, his knees buckled and he knelt on the ground. "Uncle, may you have a safe journey!"

I will definitely avenge this!

When Lu Baoyun arrived, Lu Yi had already left.

She quickly got into the car and sped towards the cemetery without stopping.

...

Lu Yi, dressed in plain clothes and carrying an urn, walked step by step towards the most remote corner of the cemetery.

Behind him, Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu were already crying uncontrollably!

The cemetery leaders and colleagues, as well as Lu Gensheng's friends, all came spontaneously to bid him farewell.

With his large, tattooed arm covered in tears, his eyes red and swollen, he slumped to the ground, banging his head on the ground, muttering something incoherently.

Liang Shiyue and Lin Xiaoya supported each other, tears streaming down their faces.

Lu Yi nodded and thanked everyone.

Liang Shiyue's mother stood in the crowd. Lu Yi glanced at her casually and almost didn't recognize her. In his memory, she was a young and elegant woman.

At this point, his skin was sagging, his hair was gray, and he no longer had the vigor he once possessed.

"Auntie, thank you for coming. Uncle will be very happy."

"Child, take care of yourself. If you're unhappy anywhere, come to Auntie's house. There's a room there that's always reserved for you!"

She hugged Lu Yi with emotion, her voice as gentle as a warm breeze.

"Lu Yi, don't be sad, you still have us..."

Lin Xiaoya's nose was red. She grabbed Lu Yi's hand and squeezed it tightly.

Liang Shiyue didn't say anything, she just forced her eyelids open and stared at Lu Yi.

Their eyes met, and Lu Yi understood what she meant.

Fan Huijun and her lawyer friend stood at the back of the crowd, both dressed in smart black business attire and wearing sunglasses.

After everyone had left, he stepped forward and bowed to the old man.

Fan Huijun placed the white chrysanthemums in her hand on the tombstone, patted it sadly, and said, "Uncle Lu, rest in peace, Lu Yi has me!"

The lawyer read the contents of the will aloud on the spot, and Lu Yi took it blankly.

Opening the file folder and seeing the things Lu Gengsheng had left for him, a wave of sadness washed over him like a cracked wound, and he could almost feel his heart bleeding.

After flipping through the documents, I suddenly found a yellowed piece of paper among several notarized documents.

"This is……"