Chapter 169 I Miss Him So Much

Three days later, the funeral.

The day before had been clear, but early this morning, it began to rain heavily.

He Jiarui brought a black suit from home for Xia Zhi. After she changed, she stood by the window, watching the downpour, and said weakly, "Ruirui, look, even the heavens are protesting your brother's injustice."

Upon hearing this, He Jiarui's tears instantly flowed.

She sniffled hard, walked over, and helped Xia Zhi comb her hair. "I believe the wicked will eventually receive their punishment!"

"I miss him so much." Xia Zhi slowly spoke, "In the mourning hall, which photo of him are they using?"

Struggling to hold back her tears, He Jiarui replied in a choked voice, "Third brother showed me the photo in the mourning hall. It's a candid one of second brother, he looks very handsome."

"I wonder if he would have liked it."

After fixing her hair with a claw clip and adjusting her bangs, He Jiarui said, "Second brother would like it. We should go now."