She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1213

Li Xia nodded, ”We have similar experiences, both fallen souls in this vast world. If I don’t help you, who will I help?”

”Great!” Su Yun excitedly stood up from the ground, ”Come, let’s talk at home.”

Li Xia looked at the exquisite little building in front of her, a smile on her lips. This was the house of the rescue center’s President, a thousand times better than those godforsaken places at the Southern Border. Before coming here, she never imagined she would have such an opportunity.

Living Yama, just wait! I will make you pay the price, I will pave my future path with your blood.

”Alright!” She nodded and smiled, holding Su Yun’s hand.

The Northern District lowered flags to half-mast to mourn Mr. Su. The memorial service was held at the National Funeral Home, and his ashes were interred at the Babao Mountain National Cemetery. The eulogy was recited by Su Huai’an, and wreaths filled the entire funeral home, even lining the roads outside.

At this moment, it seemed like the whole world was only black and white.

Sheng Ning, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, with white mourning cloth on her chest and left arm, knelt respectfully in front of the spirit hall. She returned a salute to every person who came to bow and pay their respects.

Su Huai’an, wearing the same attire, knelt opposite her, with the two on either side.

This is a customary ritual for ordinary families holding funerals, usually carried out by sons, grandsons, or granddaughters. Su Jiang’s body was severely exhausted and holding on despite injuries was already not easy, and Su Hai replacing him to manage everything was not easy either.

Therefore, returning the salutes fell to Sheng Ning and Su Huai’an.

Xu Qigang was a son-in-law, considered an outsider and thus not suitable, plus he also had various matters to handle.

There were simply too many people coming to bid farewell to Mr. Su. From morning to afternoon, there was not a moment’s break. Even with a cushion under her knees, Sheng Ning’s knees had long since become stiff and numb.

In between, Xu Qigang, Su Hai, and Su Jiang all came to persuade her, but she refused them all. Others were worried because she was pregnant, fearing she would harm the child in her womb.

But she knew she was lying. If she really slacked off, her conscience would condemn her. Besides, being able to send Mr. Su off on his last journey was her filial duty.

Gratitude towards Mr. Su for his care and love.

Fan Hengyan, Meng Xingzhi, Hai Yunfeng, Principal Feng, Shen Feihu, Lu Yuan, and many senior leaders from the Northern District all came. There were also many who rushed from the Southern District because Su Jiang was renowned in the Southern District, and people would come even just for his reputation.

Moreover, Mr. Su had worked all his life on vision, and friends and those he supported were everywhere. How could there be few people?

Among those who came from the Southern District was Qin Xue. First, she was Su Jiang’s subordinate; second, she also represented the Qin Family to attend this funeral. After the moment of silence, she stood in front of the spirit hall, momentarily lost.

She stared intently at the pale and haggard Sheng Ning, feeling immense envy in her heart. She, the prestigious Miss of the Qin Family, the youngest female comrade. Her future was full of promise, with a great possibility of becoming the first female leader of the Southern District. Yet she found herself unprecedentedly envious of the woman crying with red eyes in front of the spirit hall.

How she wished to tell her to cherish the Living Yama.

Because that man was worth a woman’s wholehearted love.

However, she indeed was beautiful, as delicate as a rose needing a man’s gentle care. One could only imagine how stunning she would be, dancing on stage, blooming before the Living Yama.