Chapter 2321

Ning Anran was a woman who had lost her mind, and Mu Xiaojiu did not feel any pity for her.

Of course, if it weren’t for this girl’s plea, perhaps Ning Anran’s end might have been even more miserable.

Baili Xia nodded and stood up again.

On her face, apart from her longing for Baili Yang, there was nothing else.

As for Ning Anran’s matter, she no longer wished to get involved.

The afternoon press conference, just as Mu Xiaoyao expected, many were skeptical about the sudden vindication of Baili Yang.

Luckily, Mu Xiaojiu was well-prepared, and he managed to calm the media, allowing the matter to pass smoothly.

At the press conference, they also announced that the funeral would be held tomorrow morning.

This was also an indirect invitation to those who wished to come to pay their respects to Baili Yang.

After the press conference ended, Baili Xia followed Mu Xiaojiu back to the Mu Mansion.

As the car left the Mu Corporation and drove along the road, Mu Xiaojiu took out an item from a black leather bag.

It was a black wood box inlaid with gold, solemn but not luxurious.

Upon seeing it, Baili Xia’s heart suddenly started to pound vigorously.

The three gilded characters written on it made her eyes instantly misty.

Baili Yang… this is Grandpa’s urn.

Uncle finally brought Grandpa’s ashes back.

Baili Xia reached out with trembling hands to take the urn, holding it tightly in her arms.

This was the first time she saw him since Grandpa passed away.

But he had already turned to dust, and she had never had the chance to see him one last time.

Mu Xiaojiu gently wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling Baili Xia closer, letting her rest on his leg.

He knew that at this moment, this girl needed some time to calm her emotions.

Silence prevailed, and by the time they arrived at the Sihai Residence, Baili Xia’s emotions had somewhat settled.

Whether she wanted to or not, some things you just have to learn to accept.

If you don’t accept them, what else can you do?

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The next day, a fine drizzle fell from the sky, casting an indescribable gloom over everyone’s mood.

Baili Yang’s funeral was held today.

Just yesterday, the sky was clear and bright, and suddenly, raindrops started to fall.

Raindrops lightly touched their hearts, evoking myriad emotions.

Baili Xia wore a black dress today, her reddened eyes exposing her distress from the previous night.

Did this girl cry all night again?

Two men not far away looked on, feeling a twinge of pain in their hearts.

Yet, they couldn’t offer any comfort.

No amount of comforting words could bring Baili Yang back to life.

After so many years, might all grievances and hatred completely end today.

Baili Xia knelt in front of the newly erected tombstone, following their customs, pouring three last cups of wine for Baili Yang.

For a moment, the fragrance of the wine drifted, and the dreary rain seemed even more oppressive.

The entire Mu family attended this funeral, sending Baili Yang off once more in the most grand and respectful manner.

No matter what everyone thought, regardless of whether they truly respected Baili Yang, at least in terms of ceremony, it was absolutely impressive.

Baili Xia remained kneeling by the side, watching as the Mu family and members of the Eight Big Families paid their respects to her grandfather one by one.

In her heart, however, there weren’t many ripples.

She understood Uncle’s guilt towards her and her grandfather, but the dead couldn’t return to life, and no grand ceremony could compare to that gentle smile he once had when he was alive.

The members of the Eight Big Families came and went, braving the raindrops, yet no one uttered a single unnecessary word.

Recently, Jin City has been unsettled, leaving a shadow in everyone’s heart to some extent.

Each person’s heart felt weighed down.