In Chu Mo's disapproving eyes, Lu Xiaoxiao sat on the dressing stool and looked up at him.

"I don't want to go if I can. But neither my mother nor my grandfather wants it. I'm so desperate that I won't even go to his funeral."

In Lu Xiaoxiao's life, there were too few good people for her.

So even now that her mother and grandfather are dead, she doesn't want them to be too disappointed.

Although she has killed Lu Zheng-cheng, the funeral still means to take part in it.

"You have to think about it. Now Lin Waner and Lu Li should hate you." Chu Mo hesitated. Should he...