Su Yan's astonishment did not bring about any overly dramatic changes in Lu Li's expression, who was sitting on the opposite sofa. On the contrary, when Lu Li noticed her expression change, he appeared even more calm and composed.

  She suddenly found that Lu Li had really changed, completely different from the milky boy who only knew how to stick to her in the past. Even his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, no longer as clear and transparent as before.

  She suddenly felt a pang in her heart at this thought.

  Lü Lí's fingers rubbed against the white ceramic coffee cup, her eyes slightly raised at the corners, "I accidentally bumped into him and then asked Gu Qingcheng, he didn't deny it."

  Su Yan quickly gathered up the pain she had been suppressing inside, and sneered with a laugh: "So now you're saying that the one who kidnapped Yang Duoxiao is Gu Qingcheng?"

  Lu Li stretched out a finger and shook it: "It's not Gu Qingcheng, but him. If you must separate these two people, it should be Xu Muhuang."

  Su Yan slightly furrowed her brow.

  Since Su Yan and Yang Mu Xiao got to know each other, their relationship has been pretty good. Yang Mu Xiao had indeed told her that she had a deceased ex-boyfriend who looked very similar to Gu Qing Cheng, even identical. That's why she took the initiative to get close to Gu Qing Cheng at first, but later things got out of control and she started liking Gu Qing Cheng, despite his personality being completely opposite to Xu Mu Xiang's.

  Su Yan thought it was just a coincidence at the time, that there weren't two people in this world who looked alike. She just didn't expect that Gu Qing Cheng would be Xu Mu Xiang.

  Su Yan looked at Lu Li and asked back: "Then if we follow your train of thought, didn't you say that he was being suppressed very well all along?"

  "No," Lu Li said, "it should have been healed before, but after Yang Muxiao appeared, Xu Muhuang appeared because of Yang Muxiao's intervention, and later it was always Gu Qingcheng himself who was suppressing it."

  He paused for a moment, "My guess is that after this wedding, Gu Qingcheng did it on purpose and also acquiesced."

  Su Yan's eyes drooped slightly, "Tell me, the one who kidnapped Yang Duoxiao was Xu Muhuang, and Gu Qingcheng didn't stop him?"

  Ludi said: "I have consulted relevant doctors abroad, in this situation, it should be a case of one suppressing the other, a person with strong mental strength will suppress the split personality."

  Su Yan stared at the wall switch, the lace stuck to it making her pause for a moment. She shook her head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I really can't believe it, there's actually been someone with a split personality by my side all along, and I had no idea."

  "It should indeed be a complete unknown," Lu Li said, "If I hadn't accidentally stumbled upon it, I wouldn't have known."

  If Lu Li's guess was correct, Xu Murong's existence was only known to Yang Muxiao alone, and in his world, there was only one person, Yang Muxiao.

  After this sentence, there was complete silence.

  The hotel suite originally had a hint of ambiguity and mystery, but now it exudes an icy aura from the inside out.

  Su Yan leaned back against the sofa, picked up a lighter from the coffee table, and lit it with a click. A cigarette was placed between her lips. However, in the next second, Lu Li took the cigarette butt from her mouth and extinguished it in the ashtray.

  Lu Li walked past the coffee table and pinched Su Yan's chin, "I told you, it's not allowed for you to smoke."

  Su Yan smiled and went to pick up the cigarette on the table, but was suddenly grabbed by Lu Li's wrist and pushed onto the sofa. One of his hands took the cigarette box from Su Yan's hand and flung it far away with a loud "thud" as it fell to the ground.

  Lu said as he walked away: "Don't tell anyone about this."

  "Do you think I'll make a big deal out of this? What's in it for me?" Su Yan's eyes gradually turned icy, "Gu Qingcheng is your friend and also my friend. You won't do something that I won't."

  "Really? I really don't know how good it is to be your friend. Being deceived and losing everything? Or having a broken family?"

  Su Yan turned her face away and stopped talking.

  Lu Li withdrew her hand and sat back down on the sofa, tossing the lighter directly onto the coffee table with a loud "clack".

  "Let's not mention Pei San and the others," a bright light flashed in Lu Li's eyes, "only you know, only I know."

  "Why are you telling me this?" Su Yan's eyes were icy, "Isn't it better for me to remain in the dark?"

  "Because," Lu Li leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a hint of coldness, "you and I are grasshoppers tied to the same string."

  As Lu Li's face drew closer, Su Yan leaned back slightly and struggled free from his fingers grasping her chin. "Lu Li, I'm telling you, once is enough, there won't be a second time. You're now the son-in-law of the Shen family, I don't dare to lose face in this matter..."

  Lu Li directly leaned over and trapped Su Yan in his arms, "Is that so? I feel like when you say no, it makes me want to love you fiercely."

  Su Yan looked at the face in front of her, feeling a little dazed.

  She remembered the old times with Lu Li, when she would tease him recklessly, pinch his pale face, and his cheap blush would spread instantly to his ears, sometimes even not daring to look up at her, with a boyish awkwardness.

  But now...

  Lü Lí has shed his former youthful awkwardness and completely become a man, making Sū Yān feel like he's a stranger.

  Lü Lí's hand slid down from Sū Yān's chin, slowly reaching her neck. Just as Sū Yān was about to get up, his palm closed in, suddenly grasping Sū Yān's neck, his fingers gradually curling inward.

  Su Yan's hand covered Lu Li's wrist, and she felt that her throat was already a bit suffocated.

  "Fantastic..."

  At this moment, Su Yan really saw a hint of viciousness in Lu Li's eyes, as if he really wanted to strangle her to death.

  Her mind started buzzing loudly, like a top spinning violently, the sharp whistling sound piercing her eardrums.

  But just as she felt her throat was about to break, the hand that had been tightly gripping her throat suddenly loosened, and Su Yan fell onto the sofa, then began to cough violently, with a scorching pain in her throat.

  Lu Li took a step back, his eyes fell on Su Yan's face with some complexity.

  He lit a cigarette and picked up his phone at the same time, the ringtone sounded.

  Su Yan glanced at the man with the corner of her eye, answered the phone, bent down to extinguish the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said "I know" before hanging up.

  Lu Li looked at Su Yan: "Gu Qingcheng has come out of Zi Jing Garden."

  "Where is he?"

  Su Yan's voice was hoarse, possibly because Lu Li's hand had been too forceful and hurt her throat.

  Lu Li said: "Lost."

  Su Yan suddenly stood up, as if Lu Li had just suddenly become emotional and wanted to strangle her, but it was a misconception shared by the two of them. She asked: "Do you need me to call someone for you?"

  Lu Li smiled and said: "You want to assign someone for me to use? The old man won't interfere with your business?"

  Su Yan narrowed her eyes, "I've told you before, my godfather has been kind to me. You can insult me, but you cannot insult my godfather."

  Lu Li leaned against the wall behind him, chuckled and said: "Hmm, yes, but if you can go ask him, is the family business under his butt going to be crushed by a ghost in the middle of the night? Never mind, I won't say this anymore, let's find Yang Fu Xiao first."

  Lu Li said as he turned around and walked towards the door, Su Yan called out behind him.

  He glanced over calmly, Su Yan pursed her lips and didn't speak.

  "It's all right."

  Actually, Su Yan wanted to ask: Are you going to rely on the Shen family's power to take back the Lu family? If this is your chosen method of revenge, then I can choose not to intervene.

  ………………

  The next day, at dawn, the entrance of Zijing Garden finally welcomed the familiar Bentley Continental.

  Lu Di extinguished the last cigarette he was smoking in the driver's seat, opened the car door and got out, while Bin Lai also came to a stop.

  He gently closed the car door and saw that the man in the Bentley Continental had no intention of getting out, so he walked straight over, opened the passenger door and got in.

  Gu Qingcheng's hand rested carelessly on the steering wheel, with a cigarette that was almost burnt out pinched between his fingers. He caught sight of Lu Li getting into the driver's seat and casually flicked the ash from the cigarette butt into the ashtray. "Waited up all night?"

  He pulled out a cigarette from the pack and lit it: "From the time you dumped me and followed that guy."

  Gu Qingcheng remained silent, calmly smoking a cigarette.

  For a moment, the compartment was filled with smoke. Gu Qingcheng rolled down the window halfway and asked, "What do you want to ask now?"

  Lu Li didn't beat around the bush with Gu Qingcheng, and directly asked: "Where did you put Yang Xiao? Don't try to fool me by saying you don't know. Your spiritual power is strong enough that it's impossible for him to keep occupying your mind."

  "It wasn't me who took her away."

  "I know it's not you, if it were you, you would have acted already," Lu Li said. "Whether it's you or him, this matter is now over, bring Yang Fu Xiao out, just married Shen Jia Yu, don't you want her to disappear without a trace after the wedding and become someone else's target?"

  Gu Qingcheng opened the car door and got out, "I have a grasp on this matter."

  Lu Li got down from the passenger seat, "You really like Yang Mu Xiao."

  Gu Qingcheng's footsteps paused as Lu Li said, "This time it wasn't his influence, it was you yourself... and I'm telling you, there are definitely people other than me keeping an eye on you now. Shen Jiaxu must have sent someone, and Shen Zhou must have sent someone too. If you..."

  "Gu Qingcheng!"

  Lü Li's words were interrupted by a voice that came out of nowhere.

  Sheng Weiwei came out of the elevator, "Just saw that your room was empty again, scared me to death, so I immediately called Attorney Shen..."

  Gu Qingcheng bypassed Sheng Wei and slightly raised his foot to go upstairs.

  Sheng Weiwei turned around slightly, looking at the back of Gu Qingcheng's head, "Uh... that... Shen Jiayou is upstairs."

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng took a shower in his room and changed into a new set of clothes before coming out.

  Shen Jia-yu stood up from the sofa, "This time at dawn disappearance thing, Dad doesn't let me tell this matter out, Shen family's manpower is not enough, I want to borrow your people to search."

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes and took a look at Gu Qingcheng, neither saying good nor bad. He directly picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Zhang Liang, come to Zijing Garden now."

  People under Gu Qingcheng were always very efficient. It was just the time to eat a piece of toast, and his subordinate Zhang Liang had already rung the doorbell.

  The person closest to the door, Sheng Weiwei, hastily jumped over to open it. Originally thinking it was Lawyer Shen, upon seeing one of Gu Qingcheng's subordinates with a poker face, her face immediately fell.

  Gu Qingcheng sat at the dinner table, wiped his hands with a tissue, looked up at Zhang Liang, pointed to Shen Jiaoyu sitting on the sofa and said: "These days you bring your people to follow Shen San Shao, listen to his orders."

  Zhang Liang nodded, "Yes."

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Shen Jiayou, his eyes seeming to ask a question.

  Shen Jia-yu stood up and said, "Second Brother, thank you."

  Sheng Weiwei stood at the door, feeling a bit tense in the room now, and didn't know if she should go out to mediate.

  Shen Jia-yu had just stepped out of the door when Lu Li turned to Gu Qing-cheng and asked, "Do you think he's purely here to borrow money from you?"

  Gu Qing shook his head: "Definitely not."

  Lu Li said: "I'm asking you, when are you going to let Yang Fu Xiao out?"

  Standing at the door, Sheng Weiwei happened to open the door for Attorney Shen and coincidentally heard Lu Li's words, staring with wide eyes in shock.

  Was it really Gu Qingcheng who kidnapped Yang Fuxiao?

  Sheng Weiwei had just opened her mouth to speak when Shen Zhenliang placed a finger on her lips, "Shh."

  She blinked her eyes at Lawyer Shen, pursed her lips, and carefully savored the faint tactile sensation of Lawyer Shen's fingertips touching her lips. Then she grinned at Lawyer Shen.

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and leaned back in his chair for a long time, just as he picked up the phone to dial a number, he received a call from Shen Zhou.

  "Uncle."

  "Let's not go to the company for now, let's head back home first."

  Gu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment before responding: "Alright."

  ………………

  Shen Jia-yu walked out of the Zi-jing Garden and received a call from Xu Yi-qian.

  "How was it?"

  Shen Jia-yu said: "Follow up."

  On the other end of the phone, Xu Yiqian paused for a moment: "Is it Gu Qingcheng?"

  "If I'm not mistaken," Shen Jia-yu paused, "I'll make time to see Aunt's doctor."

  Xu Yiqian suddenly interrupted Shen Jiayou: "Are you crazy? What if we run into the same thing again..."

  Shen Jia-yu cut off Xu Yi-qian: "Don't worry, I won't go now. Let's talk about it when the time comes. For now, let's find Dawn first. I don't believe that someone can disappear in a big city like C City."

  His eyes had deep shadows, and his eyes were filled with red blood vessels, also a day and night without sleep.

  Xu Yiqian said: "You also take a rest."

  Shen Jia-yu opened the car door and got in, closing his eyes tightly.

  Where can he still sleep now?

  ………………

  Shen's family.

  Shen Guan's servant walked in: "The second young master has arrived."

  Shen Zhou was slowly and deliberately playing a game of chess, setting up a dead position according to the chess book, then dismantling and evading moves, finally bringing the chess to life.

  "Let him in."

  Gu Qingcheng walked into the teahouse and saw Shen Zhou playing chess alone, with a cup of tea emitting a fragrant aroma beside his right hand.

  He didn't disturb Shen Zhou, walked over and sat down on a chair, his eyes fell on Shen Zhou's chessboard.

  It's been almost an hour since the game started, but Shen Zhou can sit still without moving a muscle, occasionally stopping to pick up his teacup and take two sips before continuing, as if Gu Qingcheng sitting in front of him didn't exist.

  Gu Qingcheng's gaze remained fixed on the chessboard, when he suddenly heard a very faint sound. His ears moved slightly, but this sound did not come from Shen Zhou, who was currently making his move.

  For the next half hour, Gu Qingcheng's gaze fell on an antique flower and bird screen behind him.

  It wasn't until he finished his last move and looked over all the pieces on the board again that Shen Zhou picked up his tea cup, lifted his head, and asked Gu Qingcheng, "Have you gone to Ganlu Temple to see your mother recently?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "No."

  He knew in his heart that Shen Zhou had set a trap for him to jump into, and even if he could deceive Yu Mingxiu, he couldn't deceive Gu Qingcheng.

  Gu Qingcheng had also been secretly protecting Shen Wanjun all along.

  "Your mom misses you a lot, let's have dinner together tonight... oh no, she has to communicate with Dr. Dero tonight, how about tomorrow night? I'll arrange it."

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyelids, "Is she better?"

  "It's all right now," Shen Zhou said, "Dr. Dro has got him under control."

  Gu Qingcheng did not refuse and directly agreed: "Good."

  Gu Qingcheng still had things to attend to at the company, so Shen Zhou didn't keep him for lunch. After he left, Shen Zhou knocked on the table and said, "Come out."

  A foreigner wearing a white greatcoat came out from behind the screen in the study.

  Dr. De sat down on the wooden sofa and Shen Zhou asked Shen Guan to serve tea to Dr. De.

  Shen Guan brought over a cup of tea and then turned around and left.

  Dr. Dro likes Chinese tea culture and especially enjoys tasting tea.

  "What do you think of his mental state?"

  A foreigner used a very native gesture to flick away the tea leaves floating on the surface of the cup, looking a bit strange.

  Dr. De said: "It looks normal, whether it's the eyes or some external expressions, but if confirmed, I still need to do some psychological tests."

  "Let's hurry up."

  Dr. De suddenly seemed to think of something before leaving and turned around to say: "Mr. Shen, Gu Gongzi had come to find me once before."

  "When?"

  "It's been two or three months now, and then I went directly to Europe for sampling," said Dr. Dro, "He asked me about the genetic ratio of this spiritual disorder."

  Shen Zhou furrowed his brow, "I understand."

  ………………

  Villa area.

  On the soft big bed in the bedroom, Yang Fuxiao moved her arm, a layer of natural light covered her thin eyelids, her eyelashes blinked slowly twice, and she opened her eyes.

  Her eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and the natural light outside shone onto her retina at the same time that her brain was not yet fully awake, Yang Fanxiao suddenly sat up from bed.

  She seemed to have had a dream in which she saw Xu Muhuang.

  Yang Furong came back to her senses and only then noticed that this bedroom was not the one in the Shen family's home. The floor was made of wooden boards, and on the walls hung two colorful decorative paintings.

  She casually touched the clothes on her body, a set of black cotton pajamas, long shirt and pants, just men's, a bit loose on her body, but carefully rolled up at the wrists and ankles.

  Her wedding dress was hanging on the clothes rack next to it, with a long skirt trailing down, but the hem was already a bit dirty. The down jacket was folded and placed on the sofa.

  Within a brief half minute, Yang Fuxiao had already thought through everything that happened after the wedding yesterday. Now she appeared here for only one reason - the ring given by Gu Qingcheng, which matched perfectly with what was in her memory.

  In that dream of deep sleep, Xu Mochen spoke softly, as if it were a dream and yet also real.

  Yang Fuxiao turned around and got out of bed, taking out the receipt for the ring box from the outer pocket of his down jacket.

  Still there.

  Yang Xiao doesn't have a concept of time now, because his phone is not with him, he can only tell the time by looking at the sky outside, it seems like just past noon, and the sunlight is about to be swallowed up by thick clouds.

  As Yang Wanye moved the diamond ring in her palm, she suddenly found that the wedding ring on her right ring finger was gone.

  This ring was put on her by Shen Jia-yu at the wedding yesterday, although it was just a formality. Shen Jia-yu also said that if she didn't want to wear it after the wedding, she could take it off.

  The room wasn't cold, it was warm and cozy. Yang Xiao pulled open the door and walked out into the corridor, feeling more and more like she had seen this villa somewhere before, or rather, a memory hidden in the recesses of her mind had finally been stripped bare.

  A clearer idea was taking shape in her mind, Yang Fuxiao stepped on the wooden floor, went downstairs, and came to the first floor. She saw a thick sheepskin rug in front of the white sofa, as well as a fireplace that was burning fiercely. Yang Fuxiao was stunned for a moment.

  This villa was where Xu Muyan had brought her three years ago. The interior decorations hadn't changed at all.

  Yang's heart jumped wildly, she thought it was a dream, but what unfolded before her eyes was indeed exactly the same as the scene three years ago.

  Isn't Xu Muhua dead?

  Yang Xiao clenched her fist tightly, her fingernails digging into her palm, it was a bit painful.

  She had clearly pushed Xu Mohan's disfigured and incomplete body into the crematorium with her own hands, and then buried the ashes with her own hands. But now...

  A faint sound suddenly came from the kitchen on the side, Yang Xiao's heart moved, and he walked towards the kitchen, "Mu Huan?"

  "Xu Muhuang?"

  The door was just a step away, and Yang Xiao pushed open the kitchen door, but there was no one inside.

  The sound just now seemed like an illusion.

  As Yang Fuxiao turned around at the kitchen door, her gaze suddenly flashed and fell on a white refrigerator with a light green sticky note attached to it.

  She didn't hesitate for a moment, directly reached out and tore off the Post-it note, on which was a very familiar handwriting, it was Xu Muhuang's handwriting, or it could be said that it was Gu Qingcheng's handwriting, almost identical.

  Yang brushed off the dawn before, just to verify whether Gu Qingcheng was a handwriting that Xu Mochen had verified. Even if the handwriting is similar, it's not impossible, practicing with the same copybook can make it almost the same.

  There is a note on the fridge: The meal is ready, just heat it up in the microwave. I'll be back around 8 pm tonight, wait for me.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt his breathing becoming more and more urgent.

  The ultimate reason that distinguished Gu Qingcheng and Xu Mochen at the time was their vastly different personalities. While calligraphy can be practiced, it's astonishing to see similarities in what Xu Mochen had done before... until now.

  On the kitchen counter, there were indeed some dishes in airtight containers: a vegetable and fruit salad, a sweet and sour pork ribs dish, and a plate of braised chicken with chestnuts.

  Yang Mianxiao was indeed hungry, although she had no appetite now, purely because her stomach was empty, and for the sake of the baby in her belly, she also had to eat more.

  She put the dishes in the microwave and then plugged in the rice cooker.

  There was an electronic clock in the living room. Yang Fuxiao raised his head to take a look, and it had been one day since the wedding. It was now three o'clock in the afternoon.

  Yang Fuxiao walked to the door of the villa and pulled it twice with his hand, only to find that it couldn't be opened from the inside. The door was locked from the outside.

  She hesitated for a moment, then walked to the window of the villa. The window could be opened, but there was an anti-theft net on it.

  Yang Fuxiao looked around and found no internet cable, no landline phone, not even a computer. If it weren't for the strange thought in his mind, Yang Fuxiao would have thought he was being held under house arrest.

  She couldn't contact anyone outside, she couldn't go out. There were basically no people around the villa area. She came to the second floor and looked out from the window. A white luxury car drove by on the small road not far in front of her.

  This is a very safe villa area, from Yang's perspective, you can see some garden-style villas outside, in the empty sky and earth, it seems to be a small shadow.

  At the end of the corridor, there was a room that had not been seen before. Yang Fu Xiao walked over and twisted the doorknob twice, but it wouldn't open. The door didn't budge at all.

  She felt around the top of the door frame for a spare key, but there wasn't one.

  Just when I was about to give up, I saw a string of keys inserted on the door of a room opposite.

  She walked over, pulled out the key, turned it around, and there were five keys in total. Yang Fuxiao didn't hold too much hope, but when she tried the third one, unexpectedly, with a click, the door opened.

  Yang Fuxiao opened the door and entered, thinking it would be a room similar to an escape room, but unexpectedly, this room looked very simple and was not much different from other bedrooms. The only difference was that on the wall opposite the door hung a large photo of a woman.

  Yang Buru's hand dropped the key with a crisp sound.

  This woman is Shen Wanjun.

  She is Gu Qingcheng's mother.

  The woman in the photo is very young, wearing a sun hat on her head and smiling with the corners of her mouth curved upwards.

  Yang Mu Xiao slammed the door shut behind her and leaned against it, her mind now filled with only one thought - she wanted to know if Gu Qing Cheng was indeed Xu Mu Xiang.

  Many things from before are now being reconnected and intertwined in my mind, a looming truth is gradually surfacing.

  ………………

  In this villa, what can be used for Yang Mochen's entertainment is the TV.

  Yang Mu Xiao glanced at the electronic clock on the ceiling every few minutes while watching TV to see how much time was left until 8 pm.

  Yang Fuxiao pressed the remote control from front to back, and then adjusted it again, finally stopping on a reality show.

  It was a reality show program that had been watched with Gu Qingcheng in Zi Jingyuan before, and two guests who were quite funny were invited. Yang Fuxiao watched it for a while with a stiff upper lip, and Qin Sheng was already able to let go compared to before, but the entertainment effect of the variety show was still a bit worse.

  Yang Fuxiao closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, switching from watching to listening. After a while, he felt annoyed by the chatter on TV, so he switched to another channel and started watching a soap opera again.

  Yang Fuxiao lay on the sofa until 6 o'clock in the evening, when it was pitch black outside. She got up from the sofa, turned on the light, and went to the kitchen to check the ingredients in the refrigerator. There were all kinds of fruits and vegetables, so Yang Fuxiao washed the electric rice cooker, cooked eight-treasure porridge, and chopped some green vegetables.

  The porridge is cooked, the dishes are also stir-fried, although it's been a long time since I last cooked, but the taste is still good. Yang Fuxiao plated and walked out to take a look at the time.

  Half past seven.

  There is still half an hour left.

  As time passed, Yang Fu Xiao became increasingly restless. She stood up and sat down again, then got up once more and sat back down. At nearly eight o'clock, she turned off the TV, went upstairs to find a famous foreign novel, spread it out on the table, and began reading with an upright posture.

  Suddenly, a sound came from outside the villa, like the sound of the gate opening, iron chains colliding, and it was transmitted through the doors and windows.

  Yang Mo Xiao forced himself to sit still on the sofa, waiting until the sound of the door opening came from the entrance. His gaze finally lifted up from the tree and looked towards the person standing in front of the door.

  Her heart was beating extremely fast, as if it were about to burst out of her chest cavity.

  The door opened from the outside.

  The entrance was relatively dark and the lights were not on. Yang Fugao looked over and could only vaguely see a man's shadow.

  But that figure, after seeing Yang Fu Xiao, did not move its feet.

  "Dawn."

  Yang Mianxiao thought that after going through many things, she had already become numb to praise and insult. However, when she heard someone at the door call out her name, she suddenly stood up and ran towards the entrance, accidentally bumping into the corner of the tea table with her foot, bruising her knee and feeling a sharp pain.

  The man had walked from the doorway to the bright area of the living room, and Yang Fuxiao rubbed her knee with one hand and looked up at him.

  Yang Mu Xiao has gone through a lot and is convinced that she can handle things calmly, but when it comes to one person, she loses her rationality.

  The first time I saw Gu Qingcheng was like this, three years later, when I saw the ring and the contract, all things were connected together, it was also like this.

  "Xu Muhuang?"

  The man standing by the door was wearing a deep grey overcoat, and as he took a step forward, the hem of his coat flew up.

  "It's me."