Chapter 3

“Guys, today is my mother-in-law’s funeral, and I’ll be livestreaming the whole thing for you.”

I suppressed the anger in my heart and entered her livestream room. I really hadn’t expected that so many people would be interested in a funeral.

While saying this was part of Chinese tradition, they were also curious about what a funeral looked like.

Some viewers even tipped Mia, thanking her for letting them witness something so unusual.

The relatives all looked over, watching Mia flutter around in front of the funeral hall like a butterfly.

She held up her phone and introduced everything to the viewers, even pointing the camera at my mom’s coffin.

“Guys, today is my mother-in-law’s funeral, and we chose the highest standard to show our filial respect.”

“We invited a lot of family and friends to come and keep things lively. My mother-in-law would be happy too.”

“We’re one big family, so if you think this funeral is exciting, remember to tip me!”

The relatives beside me sneered at everything she said. My cousin even rolled up his sleeves, ready to beat her, but my aunt held him back.

I walked over to her with a dark face, trying to grab the phone, but she was already prepared and dodged me.

From a short distance away, she kept talking to the viewers.

“This is my husband. Look how swollen his eyes are from crying.”

“My mother-in-law died in a car accident. It was really horrible.”

Listening to her endless introduction, I felt flames burning in my chest.

My hands clenched into fists at my sides, and I wanted nothing more than to tear Mia apart right then and there.

But because this was a funeral and so many people were watching, I couldn’t make a scene with her. I could only walk up beside her, take a few deep breaths, and finally find my voice.

“Mia, turn off the livestream right now. This is my mom’s funeral, not some place for entertainment!”

She didn’t take it seriously. Certain that I wouldn’t dare to fight with her at a time like this, she became even more reckless.

Just then, a viewer commented that they had never seen a dead body before.

Mia’s eyes lit up, and she immediately walked up to my mom’s coffin, then without hesitation pulled back the cloth covering her body.

“This is my mother-in-law. I heard her death was really awful.”

As she spoke, she turned back to look, and then she was so frightened that she stumbled backward several steps and screamed.

“Ah! Why is it so terrifying!”

I saw it too. I saw my mom, who had already been made up by the mortician.

But because the impact had been so severe, her face could no longer be restored and could only be pieced together.

Her slightly sallow face was covered in signs of reconstruction, and her features didn’t even fit together properly.

For the past two days, even though she had been right in front of me, I hadn’t had the courage to look at her. I was afraid that if I did, I wouldn’t be able to control my emotions.

But with Mia making a scene like this, everyone saw her.

My mom, who was already dead, was exposed by Mia in broad daylight, and everyone was commenting on the horrific state she had died in.

My lips pressed tightly together, trembling nonstop, as if I were suppressing an explosion inside me.

Mia had gone too far.

The relatives and friends all started criticizing her. My aunt couldn’t take seeing her sister die like this and fainted on the spot from crying.

My clenched knuckles turned white, but it seemed Mia couldn’t hear anything from the outside world. She was still completely absorbed in her livestream.

She even moved her phone closer to my mom and showed the viewers how the mortician had stitched her up.