Chapter 217: Always Hiding Someone in My Heart

Chen Sulan's funeral was so simple that it hardly compared to that of an ordinary person.

Even common folks grieve for three days, whereas she was hastily cremated, and buried in a chosen plot.

Gong Yan indeed wanted to hold a memorial service for her, but every call he made was either rejected or met with excuses of being unavailable.

Aside from the very few whom Chen Sulan most wished to harm.

Even Gong Yan's own uncle, Chen Hongwei, had taken his family and left the country with money in hand.

What was most ludicrous was that it was Chen Sulan herself who had, with her last breath, tipped him off, leading to his departure at this critical point.

Hard to say anything about it.

Lin Zhiyi hadn't wanted to come; it was Liu He who wanted to.

In the bleak wind, Gong Yan, not seen for days, was clad in a black suit, his cheeks more hollow than before.

He placed the urn into the small pit, covered it with a tombstone, and there lay a person's lifetime.