Her eyes blurred with tears, she turned her head to look at Leng Tong, who stood beside her.
Her eyes were rimmed with red from crying, staring intently at the urn Xu Mushen was holding. She seemed calm, but a closer look revealed her tightly clenched lips and fingers, her knuckles turned green from the force.
She was doing her best to suppress all her emotions, yet Xu Qiaoqiao knew how much pain and sorrow she must be feeling inside.
Mrs. Ning's crying was an outlet for her grief.
But Leng Tong bottled all her feelings inside.
Her state was worrisome.
Just as she thought that, she noticed Leng Tong's face turn even paler. She covered her mouth; it seemed like she wanted to vomit but there was nothing left to throw up.
She doubled over, Xu Qiaoqiao immediately rushed to support her.
Nobody noticed their movements as everyone's eyes were transfixed on the urn.
