It was another Saturday, and Lin Yun still got up early.

No more socializing and overtime, but he still needed to stay up all night to tutor two elementary school students, and then prepare for the next day's lessons, so he didn't get to rest until the early hours of the morning.

Fortunately, at this age, his need for sleep had greatly diminished compared to when he was younger, and six hours was enough.

After tidying up his appearance, still dressed in a black suit, Lin Yun took out the necklace he had prepared last week from An Ya's dressing table and walked out of the bedroom.@@novelbin@@

After dealing with the ingredients in the refrigerator, he called Lin Xiaolu to get up. The father and daughter had breakfast together and then drove to the cemetery where An Ya was buried.

Since the anniversary of their wedding last week, Lin Xiaolu had been unable to track Lin Yun, but instead learned the truth about her mother's death. Their relationship had since eased somewhat.

Although the two of them still felt awkward and awkward in their interactions due to the long period of estrangement, at least Lin Xiaolu no longer deliberately gave Lin Yun the cold shoulder. Occasionally, she even tried to initiate conversations with him in an attempt to repair their relationship.

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