"Mrs. Huo, isn't it you who made Mr. Huo die with unfulfilled wishes?" She sneered, "The one he loved was my mom."
Shen Xianyu raised her voice in objection, "You're talking nonsense!"
Even if it's true, saying it so bluntly is inevitably too cruel.
Rong Wei smiled slightly, sweeping her gaze past Huo Jingting who was standing nearby, without speaking, and quickly collected herself.
They came to attend the funeral, not to quarrel. Rong Wei didn't care to say more to Shen Xianyu, "Mom, let's offer incense."
"You are not allowed to go!" Shen Xianyu tried hard to stop them, "You shameless mistress, lingering like a ghost for so many years, what right do you have to offer incense for him?"
As she spoke, she tried to rush forward.
Huo Jingyan saw this and feared they might start a commotion in public, he quickly hugged her from behind, "Mom, it's the memorial service today, let Dad leave in peace."
