Huo Jinyan sighed softly. "Everyone dies eventually and it really can't be helped."
"Sigh." Song Ning wiped the corner of her eye.
Huo Jinyan raised his hand and patted his wife on the shoulder. He paused and said, "Oh yes. I think I saw Xiaxia at the airport."
The moment her husband brought up Lu Xia, Song Ning was caught by surprise. She raised her head and asked him. "Are you sure?"
Huo Jinyan nodded. "I doubt I would've made a mistake. After all, we've lived together for years as a family."
"What's she doing at the airport? Did she realize we're in town?" Song Ning felt puzzled. Since Lu Xia was Old Madam Yang's eldest granddaughter, she probably had to continue mourning for her grandmother for seven days according to culture.
Huo Jinyan pondered briefly before he replied. "It didn't look like it."
