Who Isn't in the Inner Circle
編輯: Atlas Studios
Li Lei watched her from afar.
Even though she was in great pain, she still looked beautiful as she dispersed the soil evenly on the ground, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Staff members came forward to seal the coffin.
She half-knelt by the child's tombstone and refused to leave.
"Xiao Ling, get up." Pei Ziheng held onto her as he half-carried, half-dragged her away from the tombstone. She struggled, wanting to go back to be by her child, tears flowing uncontrollably. Pei Ziheng's grip on her became harder as he enveloped her in his arms. He watched expressionless as the coffin was sealed amidst the sounds of her crying.
The coffin was lowered into the ground and covered, and the tombstone was set in place.
The words "The grave of Pei Zhaohui" were carved clearly on the tombstone.