You Didn't Ask for My Permission Before Leaving

Tang Mo'er and Tang Chenyi stood in the living room dressed in black. There was a crystal casket placed in front of them.

When both of them heard the commotion, they turned to look at the same time and they saw Lu Jinwen, who had rushed back.

Lu Jinwen was wearing a black cashmere sweater and tailored trousers. Although he was already in his fifties, he had aged to be even more handsome and refined.

As the years passed, his presence was almost non-existent, but at the same time, it was so strong that the moment he appeared, there would be an oppressive tension in the air.

Lu Jinwen's deep almond-shaped eyes gradually swept his children's faces and landed on the crystal casket.

He strode forward and stopped in front of the casket, in which fresh flowers and roses were scattered. Lin Xuanji was lying in the casket with her hair scattered about prettily, and she looked resplendent in her red gown.