When the funeral home staff handled her body, they applied exquisite makeup and changed her into an elegant dress.
So even at this moment, when her life had ended, the woman lying in the ice coffin remained dignified and graceful, just like the woman from Munni's memories who always cared about her appearance.
A pang of sorrow rose in Munni's heart as she stared at Zhao Yaru's lifeless yet still beautiful face, hoping that this was merely a revenge for her coldness a few months ago, that she was only pretending to sleep in the ice coffin and was not really gone.
Wang Hairong spoke softly, "Madam was receiving chemotherapy before she passed away, her body had become very weak, and she had lost a lot of weight."
Munni nodded gently, unable to speak, as if something was stuck in her throat, painfully acidic.
She feared that once she spoke, she wouldn't be able to hold back the urge to cry.
