My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 880: I Only Want My Grandpa

The guests sighed repeatedly, marveling at me, "This granddaughter is truly filial."

"If my grandson were half as filial, I could die in peace."

...

The praise from others is utterly useless to me right now.

My mind is solely occupied by Lin Huan’s life and death, synchronized with my heartbeat.

Silently counting the seconds, the passage of time.

For the Yin Yang Life and Death Embroidery, it certainly isn’t infallible.

If it doesn’t show effects after being worn for more than five minutes,

It would prove the failure of the art.

Suddenly, a voice of doubt emerged from the crowd:

"Isn’t the Life-extending Robe a Forbidden Technique? The Mystic Sect will never use it."

"This girl is really going all out to save Old Man Lin."

"Even if she’s going all out, she shouldn’t do such inappropriate things."

"I think this young girl is quite suspicious; her filial piety might be an act."

"Why do you say that?"

"After all, the Life-extending Robe is useless on the dead. She is so young and wants to inherit the Lin Family, she has to get rid of Old Madam Lin as a stumbling block. Doesn’t she need to earn a good reputation?"

Faced with the increasing doubts, I turned a deaf ear.

Five minutes have passed, and my grandfather still showed no response.

The last hope in my heart was extinguished, and my mind was filled with grandfather’s fondness and care for me.

In the past, how much I longed for family, how happy I was to have someone like grandfather appear.

The mournful emotions were enormous, like wheels repeatedly crushing my heart, torturing incessantly.

Yan Hua suddenly realized, every word a bloody accusation, "Su Wan, you made such a big scene at your grandfather’s funeral, blatantly insulting me, a lonely widow, just to consolidate your status. How truly unfortunate I am..."

She cried with deep emotion, every sob shaking her.

Old Madam Lin’s years of status are evident, and indeed without her son and husband by her side, she appeared quite forlorn and pitiful.

Many people were swayed by Yan Hua, casting contemptuous glances toward me.

"You old lady can act so convincingly, merely to force me to hand over the inheritance of the Lin Family." I’ve lost my grandfather and hold no nostalgia for anything of Lin Family, I lifted my grandfather’s body from the coffin carefully onto my shoulder, "I only want my grandfather, as for the rest, I..."

"Cough, cough~" A series of heavy coughs came from my shoulder, instantly making my spine stiff.

The entire funeral hall fell into sudden silence, the atmosphere turning eerie.

Moments later, someone cautiously muttered, "Is there a ghost? How come I hear Old Master Lin’s coughing?"

Everyone’s gaze simultaneously shot towards me, expressions were quite complex.

Though no one spoke, it was plainly written on their faces.

You’re not alone! We all heard it too!!

I suppressed my breath for several seconds and carefully began, "Gran... Grandfather."

"Yes." Lin Huan’s ’corpse’ on my shoulder responded heavily.

This time, the funeral hall was full of the sound of gasping in shock.

Some timid people urinated in fright while others knelt.

The atmosphere was increasingly bizarre and unfathomable. I could only sense Lin Huan stretching his stiff fingers slightly.

He supported himself on my shoulder, slowly standing up.

His body had been stiff for too long, and his bones creaked loudly, sounding even more like a ghost.

Under the pallor of everyone’s face, Lin Huan glanced around with his slightly murky eyes, hoarsely speaking, "Could I trouble you all to please leave the funeral hall for now? I have some family matters to attend to, and later I will personally host a banquet to make amends."