"Xiao Yi, you have to wear mourning clothes to send off your Third Uncle," Grandfather Yang said to Sheng Yi.

"I will, Grandfather," Sheng Yi nodded.

"I am Father's biological child. I should be the one wearing mourning clothes and sending him off. Cousin, your father is still alive and well. If you wear mourning clothes, aren't you cursing Eldest Uncle to have an early death?" Sheng Shiyun said all of a sudden.

"What nonsense are you saying?" Sheng Yi glared at Sheng Shiyun. She’s usually soft and weak. Who gave her the courage to talk back?!

Grandmother Sheng beckoned Sheng Shiyun over. "You are his child and would naturally have to send him off. However, we have already discussed and decided that your cousin should be adopted by your father, and inherit his family name. Hence, this makes him the only male descendant in your generation, and thus, he has the responsibility of shouldering the future of the Sheng household."

Sheng Shiyun was like a person with nothing left to lose. Instead of walking over to Grandmother Sheng’s side, she stood her ground and said rigidly, "Without the legal notarization, Elder Cousin has no right to inherit my father's assets. I am his only child and if anyone were to inherit his...