Anning followed Yin Baichuan to his family's ancestral grave.
Soon, they arrived in front of Yin Baichuan's biological parents' grave.
Anning carefully examined the Feng Shui of the gravesite.
Yin Baichuan appeared very anxious, "Miss Tang, how, how is it?"
Anning shook her head, "This gravesite is wrong."
"What?" Yin Baichuan was somewhat baffled.
"Is this the grave where your parents are buried together?"
Anning asked Yin Baichuan once more for confirmation.
Yin Baichuan nodded, "Yes."
Anning shook her head, "This grave only contains one set of remains."
"What do you mean?" Lady Yin thought of something, her expression turning particularly unpleasant.
Anning pondered for a moment, "You've been deceived. It's possible this isn't your parents' grave, or perhaps someone deliberately prevented your parents from being buried together."
"I will go and ask."
Yin Baichuan's expression turned ugly, and he turned to leave.
