Alone

After getting into the car, Li Qingxi handed a set of documents to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was puzzled when he saw the stack of documents.

"What is this?"

Lin Feng took the documents and started reading. When he saw the opening, his good mood turned gloomy.

He wasn't downcast, but he was still in a quiet state.

Not so good.

"This is the list of inheritance left behind by Uncle and Auntie."

At this moment, as Lin Feng flipped through the pages, Li Qingxi explained to Lin Feng, "I've already taken care of the funeral arrangements for Uncle and Auntie. A memorial service, funeral and more, as long as you need…"

"No need. They're already dead. No matter how well it's done, who will be seeing it?"

Lin Feng's expression was calm. He wasn't interested in doing any funeral affairs.

No matter how grand it was, it was only for the living.

It meant nothing to the dead.