The voice in memory.

  Yang Muqing hadn't noticed the difference in their voices before dawn because Xu Muxiang's voice was clear and bright, while Gu Qingcheng's voice was low and husky.

  However, she carefully distinguished and searched from her memory, and actually found that the two people's voices didn't have much difference. They could even overlap with each other.

  Xu Muhuang took another step forward.

  "It's me."

  After hearing Xu Muhuang's words, Yang Fuxiao restrained the urge to rush over and calmed down, looking at the man who was within arm's reach.

  The man in front of her was still sharp and angular, with deep shadows at the bottom of his eyes. She looked at him for a long time, and suddenly, a brilliant smile spread across Xu Muhuang's face as he rushed over to wrap Yang Fuxiao in his arms.

  "Dawn!"

  Yang Liu's hands fell to her sides, and she didn't reach out to hug him back, but Xu Mochen didn't notice at all. His arms around her gradually tightened, pressing against her spine, which hurt a bit.

  "Mu Hang, you hurt me."

  Yang Mu Xiao said this, and Xu Mo Huan hurriedly let her go, his hands gently grasping her arms. He raised his hand to brush the scattered hair in front of Yang Mu Xiao's eyes behind her ears.

  She looked into Xu Muhuang's eyes, actually wanting to ask many questions, about the car accident three years ago, about Gu Qingcheng three years later, and about Shen Wanjun in the photo upstairs.

  But I don't know where to start asking.

  Yang Fu Xiao was about to open his mouth and speak when he was interrupted by Xu Mu Xiang.

  Xu Muhuang's eyes sparkled as she asked, "Have you had dinner?"

  Yang Fu Xiao shook his head.

  Xu Muhuang smiled and pinched Yang Fuxiao's cheek, saying: "I'll go cook for you, I haven't eaten either."

  "Good."

  Xu Muhuang took Yang Fuxiao's hand and led her to the kitchen, then pulled out an apron. Yang Fuxiao reached out to take it and helped him tie a knot in the back.

  Xu Muhuang turned over, lowered his head and kissed Yang Bufang's forehead. "It's been a long time since I last cooked, I'm out of practice, hope it won't be too bad."

  Because I knew Xu Muhuang when he was still in the army, apart from going to buy food himself, he often had to cook for himself. At that time, Xu Muhuang took Yang Fuxiao on a camping trip to the mountains and made some barbecue, after which Yang Fuxiao kept praising him and occasionally called him "Chef Xu".

  Yang Mu Xiao stared at Xu Mo Huan's clothes corner, and for a moment, he was distracted.

  Then, a kiss fell on the corner of her lips, lightly printing it, and Yang Xiao raised her head in surprise to look at Xu Mochen in front of her.

  Xu Muhuang's mouth curled up into a faint smile. His fingertips brushed against the corner of Yang Fuxiao's lips, "You're still distracted while talking, we agreed that every time you get distracted, I'll kiss you once. This is the first time."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and burst out laughing, "Hurry up and cook, I'm starving!"

  Xu Muhuang seems to be the same as three years ago, his tone of speech has not changed, the doting eyes he looks at her with have not changed, the slightly awkward smile on the corner of his mouth has not changed, and his fondness for her remains unchanged.

  Yang Mu Xiao suddenly remembered that once, Gu Qing Cheng had pinned her against the wall in the study room. Facing her sparkling eyes, he then fiercely kissed her, taking away her breath.

  "Am I good to you?"

  "How about Xu Muhuang?"

  She pursed her lips, and then suddenly remembered a torn piece of paper she had accidentally found in Gu Qingcheng's study on the second day after his birthday. After piecing it together, it read: "You must treat Yang Fuxiao well."

  Yang Fuxiao had a kind of illusion at that time. This sentence, although it was Gu Qingcheng's handwriting, seemed to be said by another person to him.

  Xu Muhuang stood in front of the cooking table, very skillfully selecting and washing vegetables, then grasping the knife handle with one hand, quickly chopping on the cutting board.

  Yang Mu Xiao leaned against the refrigerator door, her head against the wall, intently staring at Xu Mu Huang's back. She seemed to be in a daze.

  Xu Muhuang put the flat-bottomed pan on the gas stove, turned around and smiled at Yang Fuxiao, "You go out and sit for a while, it's too smoky in here."

  Yang Furong shook her head: "Nothing, I just want to take a closer look at you."

  Xu Muhuang immediately turned off the fire, rushed out of the kitchen, and before Yang Fuxiao could react, Xu Muhuang had already brought a chair from outside and placed it at the door for Yang Fuxiao. "Sit down."

  Yang Mo smiled and looked at Xu Mochen's delicate eyebrows and eyes, "Good."

  She wasn't unfamiliar with Xu Muhuang's cooking, for example, three years ago in a rental house next to the school, at that time there was only an electromagnetic stove, and at that time Xu Muhuang could make some cheap green vegetables stewed together, and the result was very delicious.

  For example, a few months ago, in the small county town of his hometown, in that dimly lit kitchen, Gu Qingcheng took off Yang Fuxiao's apron and made some delicious dishes for his grandmother. At that time, Yang Fuxiao still didn't believe that Gu Qingcheng could cook, but it was clear that whether it was knife work or stir-frying techniques, they were all very skilled.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Xu Mo Huan's back, and suddenly noticed that on the upper left side of Xu Mo Huan's occipital bone, there was a patch of hair that had been shaved off.

  She looked carefully and suddenly remembered that more than a month ago, Gu Qingcheng had rescued her from the hands of the dead relatives, and was smashed on the back of the head, stitched three stitches in the hospital, Yang Fuxiao noticed, it was this position.

  She can now clearly distinguish between Xu Muhuang and Gu Qingcheng, although... they are the same person.

  Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shake her head. In the past six months, she had repeatedly convinced herself that they were just two people who looked exactly alike, and that a person cannot come back to life after death. She would never see Xu Muhuang again in this lifetime, and it was time to start a new life.

  Just as she finally convinced herself that it was just a two-person matter and fell in love with Gu Qingcheng, heaven suddenly played such a joke on her.

  "Actually, you're not suffering from amnesia, you and Gu Qingcheng are the same person, right?"

  Yang suddenly spoke, causing Xu Muhuang's back to stiffen as he was stir-frying in front. The hot oil in the pot splashed out and spilled onto Xu Muhuang's hand.

  Because Xu Muhuang's movements were too big, Yang Fuxiao, who was sitting on the side, directly saw that Xu Muhuang's right hand had been scalded and was startled. He hastily got up from his chair, took two steps to Xu Muhuang's side, grabbed his hand and rushed it under the cold water pipe.

  "How careless can you be?"

  Xu Muhuang didn't say a word, waiting until Yang Fuxiao handed him a dry towel to wipe his hands clean, then turned around and met his gaze. "You still care about me, I'm very happy."

  He thought it had been long enough, and Yang Xiao would have forgotten her by now.

  Xu Muhuang looked really happy, his eyes couldn't hide the excitement, and he wrapped his arms around Yang Fuxiao's waist.

  Yang Mo Xiao curved up the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, pointing at the pot behind him: "The dish is about to be ruined."

  Xu Muhuang finally let go of Yang Fuxiao's hand and turned back to continue cooking.

  Yang Mu Xiao took two steps back and stopped disturbing Xu Mochen from cooking.

  Soon, Xu Muhuang finished cooking the rice with an electric cooker and three dishes and a soup were ready. The kitchen counter was also cleaned up neatly. She quickly picked up the messy plates that Yang Fuxiao had left after lunch.

  "Have you eaten?"

  Yang Mu Xiao went to the bathroom to wash his hands and came out. After he came out, Xu Mochen had already set up the dinner table with bowls, chopsticks, and even lit two transparent candles in the middle. On one side was a red wine bottle and a high-footed cup.

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't know if Xu Mo Xiang knew that he was pregnant and couldn't drink alcohol, and this matter was hard to bring up.

  Xu Muhuang poured the red wine into a high-footed cup, and the juicer in the kitchen had also stopped running. He ran to the kitchen to take out a glass of juice and said: "This is freshly squeezed apple juice for you."

  Yang Mu-xuan took the apple juice from Xu Mo-huang's hand, looked up at the sparkle in his eyes, and lowered her eyelids.

  He knows it.

  Xu Muhuang remained unchanged, and the dishes were made according to Yang Fuxiao's taste. During meals, he took special care of Yang Fuxiao, helping her pick dishes, peel shrimp, and then dip them in sauce for Yang Fuxiao to place in a small bowl in front of her.

  "I'm almost full," Yang Fu Xiao directly pressed down Xu Mu Huan's chopsticks, saying, "Eat your own, I can take care of myself."

  Xu Muhuang rolled up both sleeves halfway, dipped the last shrimp that had just been peeled in sauce and sent it to Yang Fuxiao's mouth.

  Yang Mo Xiao gave a strange look to Xu Mu Huang sitting beside him, opened his mouth and leaned in close to the shrimp on his fingertips, but unexpectedly Xu Mu Huang withdrew his hand backward, causing Yang Mo Xiao to bite into thin air.

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Xu Muhuang burst out laughing, Yang Fuxiao narrowed his eyes and turned around to drink soup with a lowered head.

  Xu Muhuang leaned in, the shrimp between his fingers touching Yang Fuxiao's lips, "Fuxiao, are you angry?"

  Yang Xiao remained still, the shrimp hovering at her lips, refusing to open her mouth. Her eyes were tightly shut. Xu Mochen suddenly changed his tone, "Xiao, Xiao, Your Majesty, would you like me to tell you a joke? The story of Little Cucumber..."

  "Once upon a time, there was a duck named Little Yellow. One day, while crossing the road, it got run over by a car and let out a 'quack' before turning into Little Yellow 'Quack'."

  Yang Furong stared at a steamed fish in front of her, expressionless.

  "Not funny, huh? Okay, let me tell you another one," Xu Muhuang furrowed his brow. "Q: Why is the cucumber covered in thorns? A: Because it took a bath with an onion. The cucumber quickly changed out of its clothes, but the onion slowly peeled off layer by layer, and as a result, the cucumber got goosebumps all over."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and turned over, looking at Xu Mochen's wronged expression, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Xu Mochen took advantage of her slightly relaxed lips to stuff the shrimp into her mouth.

  Yang brushed off the dawn, chewing the shrimp in his mouth and swallowing it down. "Actually, it's not funny at all, I just think your expression is more interesting."

  Xu Muhuang pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, "Actually, I still have a bunch of jokes, and one of them will definitely make you laugh."

  Yang Mu Xiao put a plate of small ribs in front of Xu Mo Huan and said, "You hurry up and eat, I'm full, watching you eat."

  She rested her elbows on the table, watching Xu Mochen eat with his chin in his hands.

  Actually, Xu Muhuang and Gu Qingcheng are really different. If Yang Fuxiao doesn't speak up, Gu Qingcheng's first reaction would be to pinch your chin, then lower his head and use his tongue to forcefully pry open your teeth. But Xu Muhuang only has one method, which is to tirelessly tell joke after joke to make her laugh.

  After dinner, Yang Xiaodong was going to wash dishes. "You cook and I'll wash the dishes, division of labor is clear."

  Yang Furong did not allow Mu Heng to refuse, and directly poured the dishwashing liquid into the sink, also turning on the hot water.

  However, in the end, the washing of the basin still fell into Xu Muhuang's hands.

  Yang brushed off the dawn and came out of the kitchen, on the sofa outside, he casually turned to a financial news channel, saw that it was a chart of the stock market trends of several major companies in C City recently, and there was even a piece of entertainment news about Director Yu, who had bought 7.8% of the shares at the original price before the company went public, and as a result, the stock price doubled as soon as the market opened today.

  Recently, there have been many stars in the entertainment industry who have entered the stock market, but those like Yu Chen who have increased their net worth by several hundred million are still rare.

  Yang Fu Xiao was leaning on her chin, just asking if she could also take out some money to invest in stocks, when she heard the buzzing sound of a mobile phone vibrating on one side.

  She looked over in the direction of the sound and saw Xu Mochen's clothes hanging on the armrest of the sofa, and the voice was coming from inside.

  Yang Mu Xiao glanced in the direction of the kitchen, still able to hear the sound of water coming from inside. He took out Xu Mo Huan's coat and reached into the outer pocket, pulling out the vibrating phone.

  The name displayed on the phone screen is Tina.

  Yang Furong hesitated for a moment, should she answer Su Yan's phone or not? They must be looking for her now that she was missing, but in this villa who-knew-where without a landline or internet, should she tell Su Yan about it or not?

  In the end, Yang Wuxiao still pressed the connect button, and at the same time, Xu Muhuang walked out of the kitchen. She quickly hung up the phone and threw it back into her coat pocket.

  Xu Muhuang cut a fruit platter and handed it over to Yang Fuxiao: "Let's have some fruit."

  He sat down, Yang Xiaoer turned his head and looked at him for a while, then leaned back on the sofa behind him. "Mu Hang, why are you so good to me?"

  Xu Muhuang directly stretched out his hand and leaned Yang Bufei's head on his own shoulder, saying naturally: "Because I like you."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and blinked his eyes, intentionally asking: "Then are you going to marry me?"

  Xu Muhuang's eyes flashed with a momentary evasion, then he nodded: "Mm, I'll marry you."

  Yang said: "Then you take me to see your dad and mom, then I'll take you to see my grandma."

  Xu Muhuang said: "Alright... wait for me to make arrangements."

  Yang Xiaodong picked up a piece of dragon fruit with his fork and put it in his mouth, the sweetness in his mouth spread to his heart, then burst out of his eyes and turned into tears.

  "It's like I've seen a miracle," Yang said, "I thought you were dead, dead for three years, and now you suddenly appear in front of me, and then you start lying to me again. You never mentioned your parents or friends to me, am I someone who can't be seen?"

  Yang Mu Xiao had been calm since seeing Xu Mo Huan standing at the door tonight, but now, the composure she had maintained finally collapsed when she saw Su Yan's call coming in.

  She didn't mistake him for someone else, from the beginning she thought Gu Qingcheng was Xu Mochen, and indeed he was.

  Xu Muhuang is back now.

  Tears gushed out, moistening his entire face. Xu Muhuang held Yang Fuxiao in his arms and could only say one sentence after another: "Sorry, sorry... it's not you, I just can't bear to part with people."

  Yang Mianxiao buried her face in Xu Mohan's chest, with a familiar taste similar to sunlight. She stretched out her hand to wrap around his waist and hugged him tightly.

  The two went upstairs to the bedroom. Yang Muxiao went to take a bath in the bathroom, while Xu Murong washed outside with her nightgown on.

  Yang Mu Xiao came out of the bath, and Xu Mo Huan had already adjusted the piano piece that Yang Mu Xiao was used to listening to before going to bed at night. Seeing her walk out, he pressed the switch, and the room flowed with warm and smooth piano sounds.

  Xu Muhuang took the towel from Yang Fuxiao's hand and used it to wipe the water off her head.

  Yang Mo Xiao sat quietly, looking up at Xu Mu Xiang's profile, and poked the hard muscles on his chest with her hand.

  Seeing Xu Muhuang not reacting, Yang Fuxiao stretched out his hand to poke him again and again, even counting the number of his chest muscles and abdominal muscles. Then he noticed Xu Muhuang's gaze on top of his head, and with a satisfied smile, he opened his mouth and laughed.

  Xu Muhuang gently pinched her cheek, put his arm around her shoulder and sat down, "Did you think I wouldn't dare to mess with you now?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and blinked twice, "Yes, I'm just right."

  Xu Muhuang leaned in, their foreheads touching, "Is... it already the fourth month?"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  "The doctor said it will be alright in three months, just be careful."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Xu Muhuang looked at Yang Fuxiao's momentarily blank expression, looking like a silly little rabbit, and suddenly wanted to tease her. One hand slipped up from the hem of Yang Fuxiao's pajamas and covered her slightly protruding belly. Yang Fuxiao reflexively tried to move back, but was held in place by Xu Muhuang's arm around her waist, who then kissed her forehead.

  "Don't move, I just want to touch him."

  Yang's back stiffened for a moment and didn't move again.

  Xu Muhuang's palm was very warm and didn't feel cold like Yang Dugu Xiu's. When placed on her lower abdomen, it transmitted a continuous warmth.

  Yang Mu Xiao gazed at Xu Mo Huan's disheveled hair on his forehead, reached out to tidy it up, then leaned in and kissed the corner of Xu Mo Huan's lips before quickly pulling away.

  Xu Muhuang's eyes flashed with a ray of light, and then he suddenly picked up Yang Bufei from the bed, overjoyed.

  Xu Muhuang's smile was actually very infectious, just like a ray of light, and it lifted Yang Fuxiao's mood. She could see that Xu Muhuang was genuinely happy, all because of this one proactive kiss.

  ………………

  Su Yan held the phone and as soon as Gu Qingcheng's call connected, her heart skipped a beat. She moved the phone to the other side and said to the man beside her: "It's through."

  Lu Li, who was sitting in the driver's seat, immediately connected with the signal tower and determined their specific location based on the phone signal.

  It has to be said that Gu Qingcheng's anti-tracking ability is too strong, Lu Li personally drove to follow him, but was shaken off, not to mention Shen Zhou and Shen Jiaxu were also following him.

  "Then..."

  Su Yan had just opened her mouth and said a word when the phone on the other end suddenly hung up, leaving only the sound of the busy tone.

  She frowned and turned to Lu Li: "It's already broken."

  Lu Li put down her phone and placed both hands on the steering wheel, "This call is already enough."

  Never thought that Gu Qingcheng would answer the phone, as long as he answered the phone, the mobile location was enough, he had already transmitted the signal information to the computer, and now he was waiting for someone to reply.

  Lu Li stepped on the accelerator, Su Yan looked at the phone in her hand, a bit puzzled.

  Logically speaking, Gu Qingcheng shouldn't have been able to answer the phone, let alone hang up again just a few seconds after connecting. So there's only one possibility - Yang Fuxiao was the one who answered it.

  Su Yan turned around and said, "This phone was answered by Yang Xiao."

  Lü Lí nodded: "Ninety-nine percent of the possibilities, I've already thought of."

  So now there's a possibility that Yang Muxiao is currently in a place without a communication system, with no way to contact the outside world. However, when he came into contact with Gu Qingcheng's phone, it hung up at the same moment it connected, which means...

  Su Yan took a glance at Lu Li, and from the gaze in his eyes, she could already tell that he was thinking the same thing as her.

  Yang Fuxiao now knows that Gu Qingcheng and Xu Muhuang are the same person, and it is more likely that Yang Fuxiao has already met Xu Muhuang.

  Lü Lí saw the same information in Su Yān's eyes and said: "There is another possibility."

  Su Yan suddenly realized: "Isn't it being locked up?"

  "It's possible that they can't communicate with the outside world."

  Su Yan nodded, and her palms were also sweating.

  It's not impossible either.

  Or to put it another way, this possibility is a bit more likely, otherwise, if a person who has been dead for three years suddenly crawled out of their grave, Yang Xiaoxiao's little white rabbit would probably think it was a horror story.

  However, they all didn't know that Yang Fuxiao had already had some suspicions before, and her mind was strong enough not to be overwhelmed by such things.

  Ludi's phone on the front desk suddenly rang, Ludi's Bluetooth headset was temporarily nowhere to be found, he said: "Help me answer the call, it should be the location query."

  Su Yan took Lu Li's phone from the front and glanced at the screen, smiled, turned around and handed it to Lu Li, "It's Shen Jiajia, do you want me to answer?"

  "Take it if you want."

  "Hmph," Su Yan coldly snorted, tossing her phone onto the front car seat and turning her head to gaze out the window: "Your current girlfriend's call, what identity do I have to answer the phone?"

  Lu Li took a glance at the traffic police at the intersection in front, who was still quite far away. He then gripped the steering wheel with one hand and picked up his phone from the front to press the answer button.

  "How come it took you so long to answer the phone?" said Shen Jiayu on the other end of the line.

  "I was just driving and passed an intersection," Lu Li continued naturally, "what's wrong?"

  "Have you found the specific location of Gu Qingcheng?" asked Shen Jiajia.

  Lu Li paused for a moment, found a temporary parking spot on the side of the road and slowly stopped the car. He turned his head to look at the vehicles behind him and asked, "Is Shen Jia-yu by your side?"

  "What does it have to do with you whether he's by my side or not when I ask you this question?" Shen Jiajia smiled: "Even if he is by my side, he's my brother and now Yang Fuxiao's legitimate husband. When I ask about Gu Qingcheng's situation, he has every right to listen."

  "Alright, I'll tell you. We've already tracked his location, but we haven't found the exact address yet. Once we do, I'll send it to you, OK?"

  "As soon as possible."

  Lu Li didn't say a word and directly hung up the phone. After taking a look, the IP address of the mobile location had been found.

  He threw his mobile phone forward and neatly shifted into gear and stepped on the accelerator.

  This time driving, it was much faster than the previous car speed. Lu Li took a particularly deserted road, making Su Yan, who didn't usually get carsick, feel a wave of nausea in her stomach.

  "There's a trash bag in the back, don't spit in the car."

  Su Yan sneered: "I'm not that far gone."

  Although it was Xu Muhuang who took Yang Fuxiao away, this matter also needs to be attributed to Gu Qingcheng. Now that Lu Li has found the location, there is no need for others to follow.

  He and Su Yan were at least friends with Gu Qingcheng. The first time they went to test the waters, there was no need for others to know.

  Lu Li thought so, and the car speed increased by another gear.

  Su Yan really felt like her stomach was churning, she pulled a black bag from behind and put it to her mouth, then threw up.

  She didn't know where Lu Li had learned such a drifting technique, only knowing that before leaving, Lu Li's car speed would never exceed sixty, and now, on roads with less traffic, he directly drifted around corners, his hands moving cleanly and efficiently inside the car.

  Su Yan turned around, she didn't know how Lu Li had spent these years, but she knew he must have gone through a lot of hardships.

  When they got onto the highway from a small road, Su Yan looked back through the rearview mirror again and there wasn't a single car behind them.

  After shaking off the car behind, you can drive directly to your destination.

  The car had been driving for almost an hour, and it was already late at night. Su Yan looked out the window to see the continuous rolling green hills, pursed her lips, and only when she saw the sign of a county-level city under C City did she realize that they had already left the C City area.

  Su Yan took out her phone and glanced at the time, it was already late at night.

  Lu Li said: "If you want to sleep, you can sleep for a while, probably about half an hour."

  Su Yan tilted her head away, but she was already wide awake.

  "Turn off your phone," Lu Li said, "to prevent them from locating us by phone."

  Su Yan directly turned her phone onto flight mode, turning it off along with Lu Li's.

  No words all the way.

  Next, arrived at a county-level city X City under the jurisdiction of C City, in the villa area, driving past from the road, you can see some garden-style villas scattered on this side of the lawn, which is indeed a rich area with good environment.

  Ludi stopped the car. "The IP address is only located in this area, it should be either this villa or the one in front of it, these two villas."

  Su Yan glanced outside and saw that these two villas were relatively close together.

  "What about Gu Qingcheng's car?"

  "He must have switched cars on the way; he wouldn't come in his own car."

  Lu Li said, taking out a cigarette from the pack in front of him and lighting it. He rolled down half of the car window, and the cold wind outside suddenly blew in, making Su Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shiver with a chill.

  Lü Lí's hand holding a cigarette rested on the windowsill, and the straight-up smoke was blown away by the wind in an instant.

  "Is it just going to be like this?"

  "Uh," Lu Li said, "wait until Gu Qingcheng comes out to drive, I'll follow Gu Qingcheng, you go in and find Yang Moxiao."

  Su Yan's heart sank silently, "Are you so sure that it was indeed Gu Qing Cheng who took her away?"

  A faint yellow glow burst forth as I gazed through the windshield at the utility poles along the road ahead, my eyes dim and distant.

  "Confirmed."

  ………………

  Lin Zi did not expect to receive a call from Shen Jia Yu.

  After hearing the self-introduction from the phone: "I am Shen Jia-yu", he was stunned for a full ten seconds before finally reacting, that the person on the phone was Shen San-gong-zi, who had invited him to dinner last time under the name of Yang Fu-xiao's fiancé.

  "Is it Linzi?"

  "Oh, I am, I am."

  "I just got married to Xiaodan, and you know about her family situation. Now there's only one grandmother left on that side, so I want to go pick up Xiaodan's grandmother and bring her over to C city..."

  Shen Jia-yu spoke in a polite tone, making Lin Zi want to nod and bow her head, perhaps she was used to being scolded and ordered around on set.

  Now let's get down to business.

  "But at dawn, she didn't take me to see her grandmother. I think the old lady might not know me, so I want to ask for your help to go together," Shen Jia-yu said, "It should take two days, and as for asking the crew for leave, I'll tell Director Yu."

  Now Lin Zi has no excuse to refuse.

  However, he didn't want to refute it either. Firstly, Shen Jia-yu was the third young master of the Shen family, and secondly, Shen Jia-yu was also half a figure in the entertainment industry, who might enter the entertainment industry at any minute. Moreover, he had a good relationship with the famous director Yu Cen, so he didn't need to offend anyone, and he could get a free family leave, so he naturally agreed readily.

  That afternoon, Shen Jia-yu bought a ticket and first transferred to the provincial capital where Yang Fu-xiao's hometown was located, then took the train.

  Getting off the train, it was already evening. Walking out of the small train station, Shen Jia-yu stopped in her tracks and looked up at the sky, which was still as gloomy as ever, filled with the smell of heavy industry.

  Linzi didn't go to the toilet in the car. After getting off, he went to find a toilet. Shen Jiayou said: "I've hailed a taxi and it's waiting for you up ahead."

  Linzi came out of the toilet and got directly into the taxi's back seat.

  The car ride took about ten minutes or so and stopped in front of an old-fashioned residential compound.

  Shen Jia-yu paid the fare, and when Lin Zi got off the car, he was suspicious for a moment. Obviously, he didn't tell the driver where to get off, but how did Shen Jia-yu know Yang Mu-xiao's residence?

  He just put a question mark in his heart and immediately resolved it, perhaps because Yang Fu told Shen Jia-yu that the two were husband and wife.

  Lin Zi's family had moved to a new residential area two or three years ago, and Yang Fuxiao's uncle and aunt had also moved away. Only Yang Fuxiao's grandmother was left in the old house.

  Lin Zi hadn't been here for many years, and he had even forgotten which household was his when going upstairs. However, Shen Jia-yu walked straight to the third household in front and knocked on the door.

  Lin Zi was slightly surprised, Shen Jia Yu seemed even more familiar with the place than he was.

  "Grandma, it's Linzi! The dawn wind brought me here!"

  Lin Zisheng was afraid that Yang Fuchao's grandmother would forget him, the childhood friend who had played with Yang Fuchao since they were young, so he first moved Yang Fuchao out.

  There is no movement inside.

  Lin Zi knocked on the door again and repeated what she had just said: "Is Grandma asleep?"

  Definitely not.

  Shen Jia-yu looked up and glanced at the light coming from the window above, where the lamp was still on. She knew that the old man was frugal by nature, and if he had fallen asleep, he would never have left the lamp on.

  It's already 9:30 now.

  Shen Jia-yu directly crashed into the door sideways.

  This old-fashioned latch door wasn't very solid, and it opened with just two bumps. The door creaked open with a loud bang, waking up the neighbors next door, who came out in their clothes to see what had happened.

  The old house is inhabited by elderly people, young people don't like to live in such a big mixed courtyard environment.

  In the room, I first saw Old Lady Yang lying on the sofa in front of me, half-sitting on the floor with one arm resting on a chair beside her, slowly sliding down.

  Shen Jia-yu rushed in immediately, checked Mrs. Yang's breath, and then quickly pinched her philtrum. He turned to Lin Zi behind him and said, "Call an ambulance!"