In the Anjia Mourning Hall, whether it was the guests who came to pay tribute to An Yusheng or the servants of the An family, all of them had already gone.

Only An Xiaoman was left to collapse in front of An Yusheng's coffin alone, with his arms around his knees, burying his head between his knees and crying silently.

The father died tragically, and the husband had bad intentions.

Yesterday I settled down well, but it fell apart in an instant!

For a woman, it's no different from the sky falling.

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