"Aunt Wang, she…" Li Yifei asked.
Brother Wang's face was full of grief as he said, "My mom… she's gone!"
"My condolences. Can I take a look at Aunt Wang?" Li Yifei also sighed inwardly. If Chen JunXiao found out about this, he didn't know how heartbroken she would be. One of the very few people in this world who treated her well, the old grandma who had truly pitied her these past few years, was gone. In the future, she wouldn't even know who to repay.
Brother Wang wiped his tears, nodded, and said, "Of course. Mr. Li, when my mom passed, she was very peaceful. She just didn't get up after a nap!"
"Mm. I… will first pay my respects." Li Yifei strode over to the coffin. Aunt Wang's face was a bit pale, but there was indeed a touch of black qi gathered between her brows. Under the gazes of the people around, Li Yifei held Aunt Wang's hand and said sadly, "Aunt Wang, I came to see you. It's a pity I was one step too late!"
