Leng Yejin tossed his phone aside. He felt a little helpless. She was his wife, but he could not give her a wedding as soon as possible!
Actually, they could have gotten married within 100 days, but considering Yin Rong and Yin Zhan's feelings, he decisively dismissed the idea.
Three days later, the yin family held a Grand funeral.
At the funeral, people came and went, cars came and went, and firecrackers were set off everywhere.
People from all walks of life were present at the memorial service. Tong Lu was dressed in a straw raincoat and knelt beside Yin Zhan. Although the yin family members were rather suspicious of her identity, no one really linked her to the child who had died a long time ago.
After all, in everyone's memory, that child had long passed away.
At this time, she didn't dare to tell her parents to avoid suspicion. Otherwise, wouldn't she be stabbing her father's bleeding heart with another knife?