Yang answered the phone and didn't speak directly.

  For a moment, there was an eerie silence on the phone, and the lamp on top of the flower shed suddenly shook twice, casting flickering shadows below. Yang Xiao seemed to feel the ground trembling for an instant.

  Yang Fuxiao grasped the armrest of the recliner beside her, startled. However, this sudden dizziness immediately disappeared, as if it was just her illusion.

  She rubbed her temples and the dizziness that had been swirling around her head dissipated, and she finally let out a sigh of relief.

  At this moment, a voice with a modulator similar to the one in the previous phone call came from the receiver.

  "Miss Yang."

  It's still the same person, but after changing his voice, it sounds the same, as if it was intentionally distorted by electricity, and it sounds piercingly sharp.

  "What exactly do you want to do?"

  "I didn't want to do anything, I've always admired Miss Yang, and couldn't bear to see you make mistake after mistake. That's why I called you, to advise you to grab onto Shen Jiaxun as a lifeline."

  Yang Fu Xiao sneered: "I haven't reached a dead end yet, why would I cling to a lifesaving straw?"

  "When you're really out of options, it's already too late," the person on the phone cackled twice, and in the flower shed on the rooftop, Yang Xiao clearly was alone. But listening to this voice, she actually felt a chill run down her back. "The child in your belly now, isn't Gu Qingcheng already wanting you to abort it? If you want to keep the child now, you must find a safe haven. Shen Jia Yu is the best choice."

  Yang's heart suddenly turned cold.

  Why does this person know so clearly?

  Yang Xiao usually heard it unintentionally in the hospital. But this person actually knew it clearly too.

  "What exactly do you want and why do you want me to marry Shen Jia Yu? And, about what you said last time, my mom's situation, do you know or not where my mom is?"

  "Miss Yang, you have so many questions, which one do I answer first?" The other party paused for a moment before speaking. "Firstly, I know where your mother is, and so does Gu Qingcheng, but I'm not telling you now. Secondly, why I want you to marry Shen Jiayou - isn't it because you want to understand Gu Qingcheng? If you don't enter the Shen family's mansion, you'll never be able to find out about the secrets related to Gu Qingcheng hidden inside. Thirdly, I can give you information about Xu Muhuang."

  "What?!"

  Yang Furong suddenly sat up straight from her chair, and her hand holding the phone was shaking slightly.

  Compared with her mother who abandoned her when she was very young, Xu Mochen's affairs attracted Yang Tuo's attention more.

  "Xu Mochen is not dead."

  Yang Fuxiao felt his breathing quicken, staring at the large expanse of emerald-green leaves in front of him, as if a layer of mist had veiled his eyes.

  "Where is he now?"

  "My condition is that you marry Shen Jia Yu," the other party's speech slowed down a bit, slowly and carefully as if considering the terms of exchange, "I can give you what you want regarding Xu Mu Huang."

  "You..."

  Yang Mu Xiao had just spoken a word when he was interrupted by the other party.

  "I'll mail you something tomorrow, and when you see it, you'll know the truth of what I'm saying. I'll contact you again tomorrow."

  "Wait!"

  Before Yang finished speaking, there were already busy tones ringing in his ear.

  It's exactly the same situation as last time. He clearly picked up Yang Xiao's heart, but didn't say anything clearly and hung up the phone again.

  Yang Xiaodong clutched her phone, wanting to smash it every minute, and a fierce anger surged up from the bottom of her heart. She felt herself on the verge of collapse.

  At this time, a voice came from the radio: "During pregnancy, you must control your emotions, remember not to get angry, your emotions will affect the baby..."

  This sentence came at the right time, Yang Fuxiao took a deep breath and pressed down the waves that surged from her heart, covering her flat lower abdomen with her palm: "Good baby, don't be angry, baby must grow up well."

  Yang Mu Xiao put down her phone and stared at a pot of blooming orchids not far in front of her, reorganizing the content of the anonymous call she had just received. She felt that this person was too formidable, actually guessing that she wanted to know Gu Qing Cheng's secret.

  But if Xu Mochen really didn't die, then Gu Qingcheng...

  When the parenting program on the radio was over, Yang Fuxiao stood up, turned around, slightly lowered her head, and as she raised it, she saw Gu Qingcheng standing beside the flower stand behind her.

  Her heart skipped a beat.

  When did he stand behind you?

  What did she say about Gu Qingcheng on the phone just now? How much of what she said was heard by Gu Qingcheng?

  Yang brushed off her emotions, tilted her head and smiled as she walked closer, "When did you arrive?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Just now during the earthquake."

  "Earthquake?!"

  Yang was shocked and his mouth agape.

  "I just checked, but it was just an aftershock from City D, and there's only a faint tremor."

  Although it was just a faint tremor, Gu Qingcheng had just been downstairs and heard Li Ayi say that Yang Fuxiao was upstairs. His first reaction was to turn around and rush up without any hesitation.

  Yang Mu Xiao finally understood why there was a faint tremor and sudden dizziness earlier. It turned out to be the aftershock of an earthquake.

  She looked at Gu Qingcheng, and Gu Qingcheng was also looking at her, with black eyes flashing, as thick and dark as ink about to drip.

  Gu Qingcheng wore a white shirt with a black long coat, the collar revealing white, and on his feet were a pair of buckled black leather boots. He stood amidst the blooming purple violet petals on the flower trellis, the black and purple corresponding to each other, giving him an air as if he had walked out from an ancient European castle. The dim lamp above the flower shed swayed, casting uneven shadows on his face and body.

  Yang Mo Xiao couldn't help it and directly took out her phone to take a quick photo, the flash flickered, and the figure was printed in the album.

  Just as Yang Fuxiao was looking at this photo on his phone, Gu Qingcheng reached out and directly took the phone from Yang Fuxiao's hand.

  "Huh?"

  Yang Fuxiao reached out to grab it, but was dodged by Gu Qingcheng, who held the phone above his head. Even though Yang Fuxiao stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand, she still couldn't snatch the phone away.

  "Don't delete!"

  Yang Xiao finally got a photo of Gu Qingcheng and couldn't just let him delete it like that.

  Gu Qingcheng's fingers tapped twice on the screen. From Yang Muxiao's angle, all he could see was a black screen on the phone.

  "Gu Qingcheng!"

  She suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly. Gu Qingcheng lowered his head, gazing at Yang Furong with a lingering gaze, "Is this photo that precious?"

  "Yeah," Yang Fuxiao's face showed a smile similar to that of trying to please, "handsome to the point of being unbearable."

  This is absolutely genuine praise, without any exaggeration at all.

  Yang Furong blinked her eyes and tried hard to make pink bubbles appear in them.

  Gu Qingcheng watched Yang Fuxiao's eye-zipping action, a pair of curled eyelashes seemed to scratch her heart, and she felt a slight itch. She slightly raised an eyebrow, hooked her lips, and stared at Yang Fuxiao.

  "Ask me?"

  "Please, I'm begging you!"

  Yang Mo Xiao didn't hesitate for a moment, directly speaking out loud, and even hooked his neck, leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

  Gu Qingcheng wasn't paying attention, and Yang Muxiao had already pulled on Gu Qingcheng's arm to pull her down, taking the phone from her hand.

  Yang Fuxiao lowered his head and looked at the photo taken, smiled, set this photo as mobile wallpaper, and shook it in front of Gu Qingcheng.

  Facing Yang Shu's clear and bright eyes, Gu Qingcheng suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, took a step forward, and kissed her lips.

  The nasal cavity and lips were filled with the fragrance of flowers, Yang was suddenly kissed by a dazed Xiao, his lips numb from being sucked, his body slightly dizzy, he took a step back, and as a result, a large flower stand behind him was knocked over.

  With a loud crash, more than a dozen large and small potted plants on top fell to the ground.

  Yang Mo's eyes widened in surprise, her lips slightly parted, and Gu Qingcheng took advantage of the opportunity to insert his tongue, immediately beginning a passionate kiss.

  A gradually deepening kiss left Yang Xiao's body somewhat floating, and Gu Qingcheng almost had to hold her in his arms to prevent her from falling.

  Her lips parted, Yang Xiao withdrew a little, and her eyes sparkled like stars. She stretched out her finger to touch Gu Qingcheng's lips, "I felt for the first time that your lips are soft too."

  "Huh?"

  "Not like here," Yang Xiao said with a punch on Gu Qingcheng's chest, "it's hard to the touch."

  Gu Qingcheng pulled Yang Moxiao's hand downwards, "There's something even harder..."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and blinked his eyes, pulling his hand out of Gu Qingcheng's. His eyes were wide with surprise, "Rascal."

  Two people came down from the rooftop and out of the greenhouse, and immediately felt the chill in the air. Yang Xiao suddenly let out a sneeze.

  Gu Qingcheng reached out and pulled Yang Fuxiao in front of him, shielding her with his body. "Why aren't you wearing something thicker?"

  "It's not far, just a floor or two away, I'll be right down, no big deal."

  As soon as Yang Xiao came into the room, he directly snuggled up on the large sofa, stretched out his toes and kicked at his waist twice. "Give me hot water, I want to take a hot bath, I feel a bit cold."

  Gu Qingcheng bent down to look at Yang Fuxiao, two seconds later turned around and entered the bathroom. He heard Yang Fuxiao shouting loudly outside the door: "Don't make the water too hot!"

  Yang Mianxiao's body was cold, especially in winter. She soaked in the hot water for a long time and almost fell asleep in the bathtub, but Gu Qingcheng came in from outside and carried her out.

  Yang Mo Xiao slowly opened her eyes and blinked, looking like a lazy cat.

  Gu Qingcheng put her on the bed and slipped into the warm quilt with Yang Fuxiao, who smiled: "Gu Qingcheng, I'll ask you a question, do you like me?"

  Gu Qingcheng tilted her head, "Why ask this suddenly?"

  Yang Furong didn't answer, "No changing the subject."

  Gu Qingcheng said: "I like it."

  Yang Feng smiled contentedly and turned over, her back against Gu Qingcheng's warm chest, and closed her eyes.

  Do you like it?

  When Yang Xiao heard Gu Qingcheng say these two words, her heart was instantly filled.

  In fact, Yang Wu Xiao's requirements have never been high, and it's just a matter of liking her that makes her heart bloom.

  But if you really like her, why would you want her to have an abortion?

  ………………

  A strange dream.

  Yang Mianxiao seemed to be watching from the perspective of an onlooker, looking at a surgical room, with a shadowless lamp above her head. She lay on the bed with her legs open, and under the white sheet, her belly was already bulging, judging by the shape of her bulging belly, she must have been pregnant for more than eight months.

  She was pressed down on the bed by two nurses, and the doctor held an anesthetic in his hand. "After being anesthetized for surgery, it won't hurt, just like falling asleep."

  "No! No, I want to keep my child! I don't want an operation, no!"

  She shouted loudly, and the doctor wearing a white mask said something she couldn't hear, she struggled desperately.

  "No! No!"

  Finally, the anesthetic was administered and she felt her body become light and floaty, her eyes dazedly open as the doctor cut open her abdomen and took out the baby.

  "Dawn! Dawn!"

  Yang Fuxiao woke up from her dream, squinting slightly, feeling the light was dazzling, and a large patch of wetness on her pillow.

  Familiar voice, familiar figure.

  Yang Mu Xiao simultaneously reacted and suddenly hugged Gu Qing Cheng's waist.

  Gu Qingcheng stroked her soft hair and patted her back: "It's okay, it's okay, had a nightmare?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and sobbed: "I dreamed that you forced me to have an abortion, I lay on the operating table, they wanted to take away our child!"

  Gu Qingcheng's hand on Yang Fu Xiao's back paused for a moment.

  Yang Mu Xiao raised her head and grabbed Gu Qing Cheng's pajamas in front of his chest. "You won't, will you?"

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Yang Fuxiao's bright and shining eyes, reached out to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes: "Don't worry, go to sleep."

  Yang Mo Xiao grasped the collar of Gu Qing Cheng's clothes, just wanting to probe into his somber eyes, when the wall lamp was suddenly turned off, plunging everything into darkness.

  Gu Qingcheng, you're lying.

  ………………

  The next morning, when Yang woke up at dawn, Gu Qingcheng was no longer by his side.

  Recently, there have been many things going on in the company, and Gu Qingcheng has been leaving early and returning late. Yang Fuchao also understood this.

  Yang woke up at dawn and had breakfast first, then started learning waltz dance with computer video.

  The last time at the rooftop bar, Yang Mochen couldn't learn how to waltz no matter how hard she tried, and when dancing with Gu Qingcheng, she kept stepping on his feet.

  It's just right now to waltz and stretch your body, let your body thoroughly relax, it's like exercising.

  Yang Wuxiao had learned it before, now looking at it again, basically completely mastered. Last time always stepped on Gu Qingcheng's foot, should still be because of nervousness.

  When she jumped for the third time, fine sweat had already begun to appear on her forehead. Suddenly, a faint cry of surprise came from the bathroom behind: "Ah! My aunt has come!"

  Sheng Weiwei rushed out of the bathroom, her face flushed with excitement, "Hahaha, my period has finally arrived, I was so scared, I thought I was pregnant."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Sheng Weiwei directly rushed to Yang Muxiao and hugged her, "Let's dance happily, cha cha slide, cha cha slide..."

  Yang brushed off her hair and turned sideways, "How did you think you were pregnant?"

  "Just going out for a trip, and then..."

  Yang waited for Sheng Weiwei to reveal the key point, but Sheng Weiwei suddenly stopped talking and said, "I won't tell you, lest you envy me for having such a romantic encounter."

  "Is it Attorney Shen?"

  Sheng Weiwei let out a loud cry, pretending to pat Yang Xiao's shoulder, "Ahh! Do I look like someone who is so careless? I'm actually very reserved."

  Yang Fu Xiao's eyes twitched at the corner, and he was deeply suspicious of this.

  Aunt Li came up from downstairs and happened to have an express delivery for Yang Fuxiao, so she brought it up directly. "Fuxiao, here's your express delivery."

  "Oh."

  Express delivery?

  She hasn't bought anything online recently.

  By the way, about that anonymous phone call last night...

  Yang Muxiao wanted to rush over and take a box, but Sheng Weiwei had already rushed over first, "It's mine!"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Sheng Weiwei said: "I wasn't going out for a trip before, I was afraid of not coming back, so I wrote your name at dawn."

  Yang Furrowed his brow, feeling that something was off in his heart.

  Sheng Weiwei carried the box to the table, muttering to herself as she opened it, "How can it be so light? I clearly bought a metal headpiece..."

  Open it and take a look, it's not a golden crown, but... a worn-out, moss-green, fluffy thing.

  Sheng slightly curled up her lip in distaste and picked it up, "What is this thing......"

  Dark green, swollen like a sausage mouth, and a pair of toad eyes, really ugly.

  Yang Fuxiao, who was adjusting the TV, saw what Sheng Weiwei was holding and immediately dropped the remote control on the ground. He got up, snatched the thing from Sheng Weiwei's hand that she wanted to throw away, turned around and went upstairs.

  Sheng Weiwei called out softly: "Fu Xiao, was it really someone who mailed it to you?"

  Yang's mind buzzed with a loud noise.

  Memories that had been sealed in the heart suddenly surged up.

  Three years ago, on Yang Muxiao's birthday, Xu Murong said he wanted to give Yang Muxiao a surprise. That night, when it was late and quiet, they cut the cake, blew out the candles, made wishes, and then Xu Murong mysteriously took out a white box that looked light as air. Yang Muxiao moved the cake on the table to one side, and placed the white box on the table.

  Yang Fuxiao sat at the desk, full of hope and staring at this white box, what was inside?

  She waited for Xu Mochen to give her a surprise, and then, there really was a surprise.

  Lifting up the white cover, a dark green head was exposed inside.

  Yang brushed off his chair and shivered with fear.

  Xu Muhuang took out the dark green frog and handed it to Yang Fuxiao, stuffing it into her bosom. He passed his hands through the opening of her clothes, "Warm your hands with this, you always get cold hands and feet in winter, now it's just right for warming them up."

  "Why is it so ugly?"

  "Ugly? I think it's really good-looking!"

  For Xu Muhuang's answer, Yang Fuxiao rolled her eyes in her heart and refreshed her beauty and ugliness view of Xu Muhuang.

  It wasn't until one winter that she used up this old hand warmer and felt that it was actually quite ugly-cute, and she grew to like it more. However, after moving twice, the hand warmer got lost. She had originally wanted to ask Xu Mochen to give her another one, but in the end, she even lost track of Xu Mochen himself.

  Mailing...

  Yang Mu Xiao heard Sheng Wei's faint voice, and suddenly understood, stopped in her tracks, turned around again, went downstairs and walked back to the express box, took a look at the mailing address on it, but found that the mailing address was blank, only a mobile phone number was filled in. She immediately dialed this number with her own mobile phone, but it was an empty number.

  It's an empty number, she had expected it long ago.

  It will definitely be a dead end, no matter who it is, and there's no way she'll have any leads.

  On the other side, Sheng Weiwei was a bit puzzled. Yang Fuxiao hugged such an ugly doll with such a serious expression, and those who didn't know might think it was a timed bomb.

  Yang Fu Xiao picked up the box and, along with the dark green hand warmer, went upstairs.

  This hand warmer is not the one that Xu Mochen gave her at first, but it's exactly the same. The original one has been used for a long time and is old, while this one is brand new.

  Whether it's new or old, it means that the person who called last night really knows about her and Xu Muhuang.

  However, when Xu Mochen was with her at first, he didn't mention his friends or family.

  Who is this person?

  Yang Fuxiao sat by the window, thinking about something, when her phone rang. The screen displayed a private number again.

  She narrowed her eyes, this time completely different from the previous two times. She pressed the answer button slowly and put it to her ear while pressing the record button at the same time.

  "Have you received the goods?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn, got up and came to the window, lifted the thick curtains and looked outside for a moment. At this time, there was no one downstairs, and in the small garden not far away, there were only a few old people practicing Tai Chi. Apart from that, she couldn't see anything unusual around Zijing Garden.

  Moreover, as Gu Qingcheng's identity, he would definitely have arranged for someone to monitor around his residence, so it can be ruled out that this person was monitoring her at close range.

  "What thing? Haven't received it yet."

  The other party smiled twice: "Miss Yang, you don't need to use a smoke screen with me. You must have seen that hand warmer, so you changed your strategy at the last minute."

  Yang Fu Xiao closed his eyes and remained silent.

  "So, you believe what I'm saying now?"

  "I don't believe it."

  "Believe it or not, you have to make a choice now. I only need one answer from you: are you willing to marry into the Shen family?"

  This issue was actually thought about by Yang Mu Xiao last night while taking a bath.

  She even wanted to cut open her heart to see whether Gu Qingcheng or Xu Mochen was more important, but life and death were never comparable.

  But what this person said had one thing that really moved her.

  Entering Shen's house, I learned about Gu Qingcheng's secret.

  She unconsciously clenched the torn paper in her pocket.

  "You say Xu Mochen is not dead, bring out evidence, just relying on a hand warmer, anyone can know."

  "Miss Yang, your request is a bit excessive," the other party's tone also became much more formal, no longer accompanied by the continuous and eerie laughter of yesterday. "I already told you yesterday that as long as you agree to marry Shen Jiaxu, then on the day of the wedding, you will see Xu Muhuang."

  Yang Mu Xiao's heart skipped a beat as this sentence undoubtedly completely denied the fact that Xu Muhuang had already passed away.

  She coldly laughed: "Why should I believe you? Are you saying that tomorrow, at my wedding with Shen Jia-yu, Xu Mu-huang will appear at my wedding?"

  "Miss Yang, don't make such an impossible analogy. The wedding will definitely not be rushed to tomorrow, and it will be announced to the entire upper class of C City at that time. You can choose not to believe me, as long as you can get out and not let Gu Qingcheng abort your child. Don't forget, the day after tomorrow is the scheduled prenatal examination."

  Although Yang Xiao's heart was racing like a drum, she was separated from the other party by only a thin telephone line, and the other party couldn't see her changing facial expressions. She said calmly: "However, I think the conditions you offered are not attractive enough. What I need to return is my marriage, but you only gave me two sentences. I think it's unfair."

  "Haha, Miss Yang, isn't this a good time for you to haggle? Trust me, the Shen family is a treasure trove, and you'll find many things you want to know and understand," the other person said. "If you think it's unfair, then fine, we don't have to make an exchange. I just wanted to give you some advice..."

  "Wait!"

  Yang Brush Dawn realized that the other party wanted to hang up the phone, she hurriedly interrupted and said: "I need to consider it for a while, give me two more days to consider, after considering I will call you, how can I contact you?"

  "I will get in touch with you."

  Hanging up the phone, Yang Xiao fell into deep thought, putting her mobile aside, the screen displaying a call record of 1 minute and 54 seconds. She rubbed her brow, deleting the call record, replaying the recording once more to listen. This person's logical reasoning was indeed very strong; even after listening for the second time, Yang Xiao couldn't find any flaws in his words.

  But one thing is clear.

  Yang Mu called the other person "Mr." just now, and the person on the other end of the phone didn't correct him. That means that the person whose voice was distorted by the voice changer is actually a man.

  ………………

  As for having an abortion, Yang Xiaodong felt she needed to ask Gu Qingcheng clearly.

  Sheng Weiwei was cracking melon seeds downstairs when a figure walked down from upstairs.

  She raised her head, spat out the melon seed skin in her mouth, "Where are you going? Gu Qingcheng asked me to take care of you and not let you run around. This afternoon he will take you to the hospital for a prenatal check-up."

  Yang Fuxiao heard the two words "prenatal examination" and felt that all the hairs on her body stood up.

  She said faintly: "I'm going to the company, I haven't been to the company for almost a month."

  Sheng Weiwei put down the melon seeds package on the tea table and said, "Then I'll go too."

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't say anything, and Auntie Li was now even more tense towards Yang Fu Xiao. Sheng Weiwei followed closely behind, only then feeling at ease.

  All the way, Sheng Weiwei kept saying that she had obtained the qualification to do volunteer work at Attorney Shen's law firm and would start working tomorrow.

  Yang Mu Xiao expressed his congratulations to her, "You must work hard."

  "Hmm."

  Because it was the closing stage of the Economic and Trade Forum for the past two days, Gu Qingcheng's office returned to Asia once again.

  Yang and Sheng were on their way up in the elevator, where they had already switched to discussing the product exhibition and closing ceremony of this economic and trade forum.

  Arriving upstairs, Yang Xiao brought Sheng Weiwei to his office and said: "You rest in my office for now, I'll go find Gu Qingcheng first, wait until I come out..."

  Surprisingly, the layout of Yang's office has changed completely.

  The chair that was originally hers had a young-looking woman sitting in it.

  The woman looked a bit arrogant, fiddling with the green potted plant that originally belonged to Yang Xiao on the table, her fingers fiercely pinching off the green leaves of the potted plant, and raised her eyes, "Do you have anything to do?"

  Yang brushed past Xiao's eyes, walked over and said, "Sorry, miss, this is my office."

  "But now the chairman has arranged this office for me, what should I do?"

  This woman's words clearly had a provocative tone, as if she knew this should be Yang Fu Xiao's office and was occupying it like a magpie in a crow's nest.

  Yang Mu Xiao's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

  She knows how to be reserved and tolerant, but a little bit of pride is not allowed.

  Sheng Weiwei rushed up directly, "Where did you come from? You snatched someone's office and desk, don't you have any moral integrity? You didn't even let people move their things..."

  "You think I care?" The woman pointed to the box in the corner, "They're all just trash, even if you throw them away, no one will pick them up."

  There's really nothing worth looking at anyway, so it doesn't matter.

  Yang Brush Dawn turned around and walked through the long corridor in front of her. Two people wearing black uniforms came over, "Miss Yang?"

  Yang Furong raised his head and smiled: "I am."

  "Chairman Shen invites you to take a walk."

  Sheng Weiwei helped Yang Fuxiao move things out, just in time to see Yang Fuxiao follow the two men in front onto the elevator, and hastily ran over: "Fuxiao!"

  Yang stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Sheng Weiwei, who was running over, saying: "Don't worry, Chairman Shen has something to discuss with me, I'll go with these two."

  Yang Fu's words undoubtedly provided a piece of information for Director Shen.

  Sheng Weiwei blinked and nodded, her first reaction was to run to the office to find Gu Qingcheng.

  However, Gu Qingcheng happened to be absent from Asia at this time point.

  Sheng Weiwei immediately dialed Gu Qingcheng's phone number, but unfortunately, Gu Qingcheng's mobile phone prompted that it was out of service!

  Almost furious enough to scold people.

  Damn it, I need you now but you're not here, where the hell did you go?

  Gu Qingcheng is now at an underground tunnel location in the suburbs, inspecting MSC's latest new project, and his mobile phone has no signal.

  When he came up from the underground tunnel and drove back, it was already half an hour later. On the road, he received a call from Shen Zhou.

  "Come to Ganlu Temple for a visit now."

  Gu Qingcheng slightly furrowed his brow, "I just finished inspecting the underground tunnel project and want to head back."

  He had previously made an appointment with a gynecologist at the hospital and was ready to go for a check-up with Yang Fuxiao.

  "Your voice has become harsh: 'When did you become so irresponsible? Come now, your mother is not feeling well today, I hope to see you within half an hour.'"

  Hanging up Shen Zhou's phone, Gu Qingcheng rubbed his brow, and the driver in front asked, "Mr. Gu, going back to Zi Jing Garden?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Right after that, Gu Qingcheng's phone rang again. He took a glance at the screen and picked up Sheng Weiwei's call.

  "Gu Qingcheng, your uncle has taken Yang Fuxiao away!"

  ………………

  Yang Fuxiao is now pregnant and does not want anything to happen to the fetus in her abdomen, so she walks very carefully and slowly along the way. Fortunately, the two people behind her did not urge or take action either.

  Yang Fuxiao originally thought that this time's destination was Shen's house, but when the car drove onto the mountain road, she asked: "Where are we going?"

  One of them replied: "Ganlu Temple."

  The mountain has more moisture, Yang Shuoxiao looks out of the window and sees a piece of bright red maple leaves in the distance, like fire, and there are not many tourists sightseeing in the scenic area on the mountain.

  The car stopped, Yang Wuxiao got out of the car and followed the people in front to walk along a short cobblestone path, looked up and saw three powerful big characters: "Ganlu Temple".

  At this time, many people came to burn incense, and the crowd was endless. Yang Fuxiao stood at the door for a moment and followed one of them to the backyard.

  "Please wait here for a moment, I'll go and ask the chairman to come over."

  Yang Duoxiao nodded slightly.

  The decorations inside the house are not as ancient and traditional as seen on TV, but modernized decorations. Only the outside has flying eaves and gables, red bricks and green tiles.

  Yang Mo Xiao also sat down with the idea of making herself at home since she had come.

  Since it was Chairman Shen who invited her, Chairman Shen is Shen Zhou, Shen Zhou is the father of Shen Jia Yu, and the uncle of Gu Qing Cheng. However, it's unclear whether Shen Zhou had her come over for Shen Jia Yu or Gu Qing Cheng this time.

  Although the paths may differ, the goal should be the same.

  In less than ten minutes, the door opened and Yang Fuxiao immediately stood up. Turning his eyes to look over, it wasn't Shen Zhou, but a woman, a woman wearing a gray Buddhist robe, yet not a nun, with long black hair hanging down her back.

  The woman poked her head in, looked around, and then made a "shh" gesture to Yang Fu Xiao, "Don't make a sound."

  "Huh? Oh."

  The woman walked over and asked Yang Wuxia: "What's your name?"

  Yang Wu Xiao

  "Dawn, hello, I'm Shen Wanjun, you can call me Wanjun."

  "Hello."

  If it weren't considered impolite to ask a woman's age, Yang Mu Xiao really wanted to ask Shen Wan Jun how old she was.

  Although her movements were like those of a young girl, Yang Mu Xiao felt that she should also be around thirty years old. Her skin care was really good, and her skin seemed to glow.

  Shen Wanjun smiled and suddenly reached out to grab Yang Fuxiao's hand: "Can you take me out? I don't want to be on the mountain anymore."

  Yang Fuxiao felt that this request was a bit strange, and since no one had tied her hands and feet, why couldn't she go down the mountain by herself? Just as she wanted to speak up, the door suddenly opened from the outside. Because Shen Wanjun had just pulled up the curtains when he came in, the light inside was dim. As soon as the door opened, the natural light outside shone in, and Yang Fuxiao couldn't help but look directly at the doorway.

  Shen Zhou casually turned on the lights in the room, and at the moment when the light above his head suddenly lit up, Shen Wanjun beside Yang Mochen let out a loud cry, grabbed Yang Mochen's arm directly, and said pitifully: "I'm going to be caught again."

  Standing at the door were Shen Zhou and Dr. Dero.

  Shen Zhou slightly turned his head and said to Shen Jun behind him: "Housekeeper Shen, please take Miss out."

  Shen Jun walked over, and Dr. De Luo's assistant also came over. Shen Wanjun cried out in alarm, refusing to let go of Yang Fuqiao's arm, her grip so tight that it left five red finger marks on his arm.

  "I want to go out, I don't want to stay here anymore! Shen Zhou, take me down the mountain, I want to go shopping and buy lots of nice clothes! I definitely won't run around!"

  Dr. De's assistant held down Shen Wanjun's arm and gave her an injection of a sedative in her forearm.

  Yang Mu Xiao knew about this injection, when she first heard the news of Xu Mo Huan's death, she went crazy and wanted to jump off the building. At that time, the doctor from the Yang family also gave her an injection of this tranquilizer, but after a while, she would calm down.

  A group of people walked out, leaving Shen Zhou alone.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the elder in front of him and slightly nodded: "Director Shen, hello."

  Shen Zhou smiled slightly and walked over to sit down at the table, "Even if it's not because of Jia Yu's relationship, even if it's because of Gu Qing Cheng, you shouldn't be calling me Chairman."

  Shen Jia-yu...... Gu Qing-cheng......

  Those in high positions must be well-versed in trivial matters, let alone when it comes to the affairs of their juniors.

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled: "But I'm addressing you as Director Shen in my capacity as an Asia-Pacific employee, however, not at work, just call you Uncle Shen."

  Shen Zhou quietly sized up Yang Bufei, who was quite clever and could yield as well as stretch.

  "Come, sit down," Shen Zhou sat on the sofa first and poured a cup of water. "Before, Jia Yu also mentioned to me that you were injured before, so the wedding was postponed. Now it should be time to set a specific date. I used this method to invite you over, don't blame this old man."

  "No, no, Uncle Shen is being too serious."

  The door behind him knocked twice, Shen Zhou raised his eyes and said, "Come in."

  Gusong City

  As soon as Yang Mu saw Gu Qingcheng, her eyes suddenly felt a sour and astringent sensation, and the heart that had been suspended for a long time finally fell.

  She had always trusted Gu Qingcheng unconditionally.

  Gu Qing Cheng's eyes had already scanned Yang Fu Xiao's body up and down twice, making sure he was unharmed, before lifting his head to smile at Shen Zhou: "Uncle."

  Shen Zhou beckoned for Gu Qingcheng to sit down, "Come over, I haven't introduced you yet. This is Jia Yu's fiancée and an employee of Ya Huan. You two should have met before, right?"

  After hearing this introduction, Yang Xiaodong really felt uncomfortable all over his body.

  But what made her feel even more uncomfortable was that Gu Qingcheng's gaze at Yang Fuxiao initially still had warmth, but when he looked over again, it became a stranger's icy coldness.

  Gu Qingcheng calmly averted his gaze and said, "Mm, I've seen him before."

  Is that all there is?

  Yang Xiao clenched his fists and let them hang silently at his sides.

  The next words were already inaudible to Yang Wuxiao, her gaze was fixed on Gu Qingcheng's face.

  The phone on Shen Zhou's desk rang suddenly.

  "Jia You... hmm, Fu Xiao is here... you don't need to come up, it's just right that your second brother is here, I'll have him drive and take Fu Xiao down."

  Hanging up the phone, Shen Zhou looked at Gu Qingcheng: "Jia You has arrived, and is now at the foot of the mountain. It's just right for you to drive down and send Fu Xiao off."

  "Good."

  Yang Muxiao felt that at this moment, she was like a wooden puppet without a soul, following behind Gu Qingcheng.

  As he walked into the courtyard under a tall acacia tree, a woman's shrill cry came from the side house, making Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly break out in goosebumps.

  Gu Qingcheng's footsteps paused for a moment, and he was about to walk in the direction of the sound when a pair of arms blocked his way.

  Two bodyguards stretched out their hands and blocked him.

  "Shen Zhou's voice was low and husky as he said, 'If you want to see her, wait until she's a bit better. She wouldn't want you to see her in this state either.'"

  Gū Qīng Chéng's eyes were dim and distant, staring at the setting sun casting a red glow on the roof tiles, the glow shone into Gū Qīng Chéng's pupils, as if they had been stained with a layer of blood.

  Today is really a rare good weather, but in everyone's heart, it's all gloomy.

  ………………

  In the car, Yang Wuxiao quietly looked out of the window. The shadows of trees on both sides of the mountain road flew by quickly until they reached the foot of the mountain. She turned her head and smiled, pretending not to understand anything, asking Gu Qingcheng: "Are we going to the hospital?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Uh-huh."

  "Let's just forget it for today," said Yang Xiao, "Just now Uncle Shen also mentioned that Shen Jia-yu wants to invite me out for dinner."

  Just mentioned Shen Jia-yu, outside the window, a car shadow flashed by quickly, and beside the car shadow, a figure stood.

  Gu Qingcheng pulled over and stopped the car ten meters ahead.

  In the rearview mirror, Shen Jia-yu was seen walking towards this side of the car.

  Yang Fu Xiao released the safety belt with one hand, his eyebrows and eyes lowered in obedience, "Then it's settled, going to the hospital can wait till another day..."

  However, before she could undo her seatbelt, Gu Qingcheng suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and her chest was tightly restrained by the seatbelt. The car shot out like a flying arrow, accompanied by a loud roar of the engine.

  Shen Jia-yu immediately turned around and got into his own car, stepping on the gas pedal to chase after him.

  Gu Qingcheng's driving was very fast, Yang Fuxiao held onto the armrest of the car with one hand and gripped the seatbelt tightly with the other. The trees on both sides had become a blur as they sped by. "Gu Qingcheng, slow down!"