However, it had come to this.
Death is irreversible.
The funeral arrangements for Zheng Gang were handled single-handedly by Zhou Jin'an.
He had originally planned to keep Qiao En in the dark about this matter, but ever since Zheng Gang's death, Auntie Jiang had been plunged into an unprecedented state of collapse.
"You've worked hard."
Qiao En gripped Zhou Jin'an's large hand and spoke in a gentle voice.
His heart ached, and he pulled Qiao En into his embrace.
"These are things I should do. I'm sorry. I've been too selfish."
He hadn't discussed with Qiao En about sending off Zheng Gang.
Zhou Jin'an felt guilty over Zheng Gang's death.
"I don't blame you."
Qiao En comforted him.
"What you did was for the good of everyone. My mother will understand."
Zhou Jin'an nodded silently with a heavy voice, "Don't worry, I will investigate the circumstances thoroughly. If his death was unjust, I will see to it that justice is served."