For a moment, everyone's eyes at the dinner table were fixed on Shen Jia-yu.

  Shen Jia-yu put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, raised his head and said: "I did see Second Brother last night, we only exchanged two sentences, he said he would be staying here for one night."

  "He hesitated for a moment. 'Maybe he changed his mind at the last minute.'"

  For a moment, there was no sound at the dinner table, and it felt somewhat oppressive.

  Yu Ming's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "This afternoon's company meeting I will probably be absent, my grandmother from my hometown is coming over at dawn, I need to go to the airport to pick her up."

  Shen Zhou raised his head, "Yang Buru's grandmother?"

  "Yes," Shen Jia-yu said, "her grandmother is not in good health and she's worried about leaving her alone at home. She discussed it with me at dawn before I decided to bring her grandmother over."

  Shen Zhou didn't say anything, which was tantamount to consent.

  After dinner, people dispersed. Shen Zhou took Shen Guan to the study on the second floor and asked him, "Didn't Gu Qingcheng leave last night?"

  "Later he came back and lived in the courtyard on Miss's side."

  There's no need to hide this matter from Shen Zhou, so even if Shen Jiajia deliberately brings it up, it doesn't matter; the only concern is that Yu Mingxiu might investigate thoroughly.

  "Sir, would you like to send Miss back to the mountain for a while?"

  Chen Zhou sank into thought for a moment and said, "No need."

  The weather has already turned cold. Moreover, there are only two months left until New Year's Day, where can Shen Wanjun run around like this?

  "Shen Guan's wife said: 'That lady she...'"

  "Don't worry about her," Shen Zhou said, "she won't look for him again."

  He arranged Shen Wanjun in that yard, just to prevent Yu Mingxiu from finding her way there. However, the yard, or the back house of the Shen family, had been haunted by ghosts before, and Yu Mingxiu was afraid of ghosts and gods, so he invited a Taoist priest to perform rituals at that time. For several years afterwards, she did not approach the secluded courtyard again.

  Downstairs, Shen Jiajia pulled Shen Jiayou to one side, avoiding the servant who was clearing the dinner table in front of them, and asked, "Can you really bear it?"

  Shen Jia-yu smiled slightly: "What are you enduring?"

  Shen Jiajia said: "Endure it, Gu Qingcheng! Everything that Gu Qingcheng has now originally belonged to you. As a result, you are now giving it away? He was never a member of the Shen family and shamelessly occupied our family's property. His shares in MSC are more than both of ours combined."

  Shen Jia-yu glanced at the wall with white ceramic tiles and said, "That's also what Dad meant."

  "Hmm, do you know why Lao Tou Zi values Gu Qing Cheng so much?" Shen Jiajia said, "It's because that is Shen Wan Jun's son..."

  However, Shen Jiajia didn't quite understand one thing.

  Shen Zhou is indeed good to Shen Wanjun's son. He helped him rise within the MSC Group and even arranged a suitable marriage for him to help his career advancement. However, it is also obvious that he is not good to Gu Qingcheng. Which adult would want to be suppressed all day?

  Moreover, it can be seen that Gu Qingcheng's submission to Shen Zhou is forced. It's all just because of Shen Wanjun's existence, otherwise Gu Qingcheng would have turned the tables and escaped, and even if Shen Zhou were a Buddha, he wouldn't be able to catch him, let alone that Shen Zhou isn't a Buddha.

  Shen Jia-yu's eyes flashed with a bright light, his phone rang, breaking the atmosphere of the conversation. He took out his phone from his pocket, "Sister, I still have to go to the airport, I'll leave first."

  Shen Jiajia didn't even have time to call out to Shen Jiayou before he had already taken his leave.

  She snorted coldly, one day, all the things that should have belonged to her, she would get them back, and this time she came back, just to take back what originally belonged to her.

  Shen Jiajia looked at Shen Jiayu's back and slightly narrowed her eyes.

  But is this Shen Jia-yu really as uncompetitive as he appears on the surface?

  They all knew that bringing Yang Fuxiao's grandmother from the small county town to use as a threat against Yang Fuxiao would be their last resort, but could it really be that simple?

  ………………

  Su Yan took leave from the crew due to Gu Qing Cheng's matter and asked for a director.

  However, in the afternoon of that day, Lan Xuan's exclusive makeup artist, who had been invited to guest star, was Su Yan, and Su Yan rushed to the crew.

  "Tina, someone is looking for you outside."

  Su Yan was helping Lan Xiang with her facial makeup for the final touches and didn't even lift an eyelid, saying: "Wait a minute."

  Lu Li stood in the corridor near the door, watching the busy crew members come and go, glancing at her phone.

  Su Yan walked out and asked the staff member who had just called her: "Who did you say it was..."

  Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Lu Li standing by the wall.

  Lu Li put away his phone and said to Su Yan: "Gu Qingcheng has already transferred Yang Fuqiao."

  Su Yan knew from last night that the villa was no longer safe, and last night was the final deadline.

  "I know."

  "Where is it?"

  Su Yan said: "I don't know."

  Lu Li sneered and said, "Su Yan, relying on your intelligence, you wouldn't have forgotten to install a locator device on Yang Fu Xiao's body. Otherwise, the next time would be like finding a needle in the ocean, and you absolutely won't let yourself fall into such a passive situation."

  "Oh, thank you for the compliment," Su Yan smiled and said: "I think our alliance relationship has already broken down. Lu Li, after what happened last night, do you think I would still tell you?"

  Lu Li jumped up and down with her eyebrows: "I don't quite understand."

  "Yes, you probably don't understand," Su Yan said, "I'm really curious, why did we only confirm Yang Fu's residence yesterday morning, and then Shen Jiajia got accurate information that night and came to find us?"

  She noticed that Shen Jiajia's words yesterday were absolutely reliable intelligence.

  If Su Yan hadn't seen the person in the villa with her own eyes, she wouldn't have said it was absolutely reliable. In that case, there's only one possibility: Lu Li, who is now in a special relationship with Shen Jiajia, revealed Yang Fuqiao's hiding place.

  "This is just your own conjecture, where's the evidence?"

  Su Yan was momentarily stunned.

  A cart rumbled by in front of them. Lu Li pulled Su Yan back a bit, and the hand grasping her wrist directly pulled her to one side. "Let's go."

  Su Yan hastily went to shake off Lu Li's hand, "Where are you going?"

  "Go find Gu Qingcheng."

  Su Yan's strength was no match for a man's, and she was forcibly stuffed into the car. Before she could even react, the door was locked from the inside.

  "I had no idea where they went, what's the point of forcing me to go with you now?" Su Yan was a bit angry, "Last night, I've already told Yang Xiao everything I needed to say, what she does afterwards is her own business, we don't need to interfere."

  "What about Gu Qingcheng? What if she just disappears like this?"

  Lu Li's words made Su Yan choke for a moment, unable to refute.

  Su Yan re-fastened her already unfastened seatbelt and said, "Drive, I'll go with you."

  ………………

  Xu Muhuang brought Yang Fuqiao to a small city with beautiful mountains and rivers.

  Waking up from bed, the first thing that catches your eye is the golden sunlight pouring in through the window and casting a layer of golden light on the ground.

  The hotel room in a small town can barely be said to be clean and tidy, with very simple lines and colors.

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around and saw Xu Mo Huan walking in from outside with the door open.

  Xu Muhuang carried a takeout bag, "You're awake? I bought some food."

  When Xu Muhuang opened the takeout bag, Yang Fuxiao smelled a pungent aroma and jumped directly from the bed to the table. "So fragrant."

  Yang Mu Xiao reached out to grab a bun, but was slapped on the hand by Xu Mochen: "Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

  Yang brushed off his sleeves and smiled slightly, then pulled his hands back in, "I'm going to wash my hands."

  When Yang Mu Xiao came out of the bathroom after washing her hands, Xu Mo Huan had already served all the takeout boxes and remembered Yang Mu Xiao's taste, buying only what she liked to eat.

  Xu Muhuang looked at Yang Fuxiao with fondness and was also exceptionally delighted in her heart.

  "This is a small place," Xǔ Mùhuáng said with a smile, because Yang Fúxiǎo's two hands had oil stains and her unbound hair fell down to block both sides of her face. He then reached out and tied up Yang Fúxiǎo's hair, "Later I'll take you to a better place."

  Or it's a difficult task for all men to braid women's hair, whether it's their girlfriend, wife or daughter.

  Xu Muhuang handed her hair over to Yang Fuxiao, who casually tied it up. She combed it three times and tied it twice, but once the rubber band slipped off her fingertips before even getting close to her hair.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Xu Mo Huan's clumsy gesture and pulled out a wet wipe to wipe his hands, "Let me do it myself."

  Xu Muhuang blocked Yang Fuxiao's hand and bit one end of the rubber band, saying: "I don't believe it."

  Yang Mo Xiao couldn't help but curve up the corners of his lips.

  Actually, whether it's Xu Muhuang or Gu Qingcheng, they are ultimately the same person, although their personalities are different, but the core point is the same, both have a tenacious heart.

  Xu Muhuang was very careful when combing Yang Wuxia's hair, not pulling on her scalp, and finally tied a braid at the back of her head, with a crystal hairpin specially clipped in.

  "Mission accomplished."

  Yang Mo Xiao turned her head and took a glance at the mirror, her braids were tied low, with a sparkling crystal hair clip in her black hair, it really looked very good.

  Xu Muhuang had Yang Fuxiao put on a thick down jacket and then pulled her downstairs.

  Xu Muhuang got into a taxi and handed a note to the driver in front, who took a look and started the vehicle.

  Yang Mu Xiao was somewhat skeptical: "Where is this going?"

  Xu Muhuang said: "Go to the hot spring pavilion."

  Yang Mu Xiao remembered that when he came yesterday, Xu Mo Xiang was driving a car. "Where is your car?"

  Xu Muhuang said: "The car was lost in the hotel parking lot, don't care about the car, just bring people is fine."

  Yang Mo Xiao curved the corners of his lips upwards, leaned on his shoulder, and slightly closed his eyes, leaving only a thin slit to gaze at the natural light outside the car window.

  Treat it as if it's the last day for each other and spend it with all your might.

  Xu Muhuang said that the hot spring resort is located on a hillside, and the water in it is diverted from underground, which is natural living spring water.

  Yang Mo Xiao slept on the road and when he got off the bus, he found that it had started to snow lightly.

  Xu Muhuang took a grey scarf from around his own neck and tied it directly around Yang Wuxia's, "Cold?"

  The cold wind blows the falling snowflakes into disarray, as if weaving a dense and vast net across the sky.

  Yang Furong shook her head and touched the scarf around her neck. "You're still wearing a scarf, it feels so rare."

  Xu Muhuang smiled and said nothing.

  Outside, the snow was falling heavily, but as soon as they entered the hot spring resort, a wave of warmth hit them in the face. Yang Xiao took off his hat and before he knew it, staff members had already come over to check them in and open up a room for them.

  Each room has a small pool outside with gently flowing hot spring water.

  Yang Fu Xiao squatted down and scooped up some water with his hand, which was warm.

  Xu Muhuang stood behind: "Go out first to the ski resort or soak in the hot spring?"

  "Let's go to the ski resort."

  The ski resort is located on the middle of the mountain, which is one altitude higher than the hot spring hotel.

  Two people sat on the cable car going up the mountain, the cable car slid smoothly, Yang Muxiao looked down from the glass window at the vast expanse of white below, one hand tightly grasping Xu Muhuang's hand.

  In the snowy ground, there was a black dot moving rapidly. Yang Mu Xiao called out and pulled Xu Mo Huan to take a look. Xu Mo Huan leaned over, took a glance, and said: "It's a deer, probably escaped from the nearby zoo."

  "Will we freeze to death?"

  "No way," said Xu Muhuang, "I'll make a call to the nearby animal protection association."

  Yang Mu Xiao sat in the car, watching as Xu Mo Huan took out his phone and dialed a number. With just a few brief words, he had already informed them of the situation.

  However, both of them ignored one problem - Yang Fu Xiao is now pregnant and cannot participate in wrestling at all. Skiing is actually a very dangerous sport, including dog sledding which she can't even ride.

  Yang Mo Xiao felt a little regretful, one hand supporting her own abdomen.

  The staff at the front of the ski resort asked: "Do you want to sit down or not?"

  Xu Mu-huang waved his hand: "I won't skate anymore."

  Yang Mu interrupted Xu Mochen's words: "Silly, why don't you just go with the flow? You're not even pregnant."

  Xu Muhuang: "......"

  Finally, under Yang's persistence, the staff still put snowboard on Xu Muhuang.

  Yang Mo stood against the railing on one side, exhaling a white misty air, with snowflakes swirling around.

  Xu Muhuang put on his gloves and looked at Yang Fuxiao: "Are you just going to watch me make a fool of myself?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and hastily waved his hand, "How is that possible? I want to see your elegant skiing posture."

  In fact, she really wanted to see Xu Muhuang make a fool of himself.

  However, it was clear that when Xu Muhuang held the ski poles in both hands and slid ten meters away, stopping steadily to turn around, his eyes looking at Yang Fuxiao from behind the ski goggles, Yang Fuxiao knew that he had gotten it, and what followed would be Xu Muhuang's personal show time.

  Xu Muhuang was wearing a deep blue ski suit, with a pair of the same color ski goggles on his face. With a swing of his ski pole, he swooped down from a distant slope, making Yang Fuxiao sweat for him. However, this high-difficulty move was completed perfectly by him, spinning in mid-air before landing smoothly.

  Just now, Xu Muhuang handed over a casual bag he was carrying before going skiing to Yang Fuxiao.

  Yang Fuxiao took out her phone from her bag, adjusted the angle, and took many photos while Xu Muhuang was skiing down.

  She suddenly felt like she was taking advantage of him.

  Because neither Xu Muhuang nor Gu Qingcheng likes taking pictures, now they finally got the chance to take enough photos, although wearing this outfit, it's basically impossible to see what the original shape is.

  The wind is very strong, even if Yang Fu Xiao wears thick clothes, he can't help but shiver in this situation.

  The staff on the side asked her to go into the house and wait, have a hot drink. Yang Fuxiao nodded, turned around and entered the house, looked up at the introduction above, there were many drink options, Yang Fuxiao ordered a cup of hot cocoa, took it out, only then remembered that she was pregnant, could she drink hot cocoa?

  It seems like it contains caffeine.

  It's better not to drink it.

  Yang Mu Xiao went out, and Xu Mo Heng was taking off his skiing suit, putting away his ski goggles and walking towards Yang Mu Xiao.

  Yang Mu Xiao handed over a cup of hot chocolate to Xu Mo Huan, "Drink something warm, it's really too cold."

  Xu Muhuang directly put his arm around her shoulder and led her into the house, saying: "Have a cup of hot milk."

  However, Yang Wuxiao smelled this milk flavor and dry heaved once.

  Logically speaking, her morning sickness should have passed a long time ago, how can she still be experiencing it?

  Yang brushed off his hand, indicating that Xu Muxiang didn't need to be in a hurry, it was nothing, "Just a wave of nausea, nothing..."

  Yang Buruo hadn't even finished speaking when he felt a wave of nausea in his stomach, then bent down and vomited everything out, after which he felt bloated.

  Xu Muhuang immediately took Yang Fuxiao down the mountain by cable car and hailed a taxi to go to the hospital.

  Actually, after Yang Fu Xiao vomited earlier, she felt much better, except for some discomfort in her stomach and a lingering feeling of nausea, which made her feel a bit dizzy.

  The gastroenterology department and the obstetrics and gynecology department both checked, and finally came to the conclusion that I had eaten too greasy and unclean food, which caused nausea and vomiting.

  Yang Fuxiao thought for a moment and indeed it was during the day, earlier, when she had takeout.

  "I ate outside this morning, so it should be fine now, I already threw up earlier."

  The doctor said: "All of you are pregnant, if you can't guarantee that the food you eat outside is 100% clean and hygienic, it's better to cook and eat at home. Also, don't be too greasy."

  Yang Mo nodded and looked up at Xu Mochen, his face partially hidden by his hair, casting a shadow.

  Although it was a small county hospital, the obstetrics and gynecology department had all the necessary equipment for ultrasound and color Doppler examinations. Yang Fuxiao had also reached the stage of pregnancy where she needed to undergo regular check-ups, and her fetus was already over three months old. Thinking that it had been long enough since her last prenatal examination, Yang Fuxiao decided to have another one done.

  This time, Xu Muhuang held Yang Fuxiao's hand all the way. The previous series of tests had been done in the hospital, and now they did a color ultrasound as usual. When Xu Muhuang saw the image on the screen, he suddenly tightened his grip on Yang Fuxiao's hand.

  Yang Mu Xiao's gaze fell on Xu Mo Heng's face, and his lips curved up slightly.

  She originally thought that Xu Muhuang would reject this child, but on the contrary, his expression told him that he was very delighted and happy.

  Xu Muhuang took the color ultrasound photo and looked at it for a long time before putting it away in his pocket.

  Before leaving, Xu Muhuang asked the female gynecologist: "Can you hear the fetal movement now?"

  Xu Muhuang looks delicate and fair, with a refined and warm demeanor. When she smiles, it's especially endearing. The doctor says: "Not yet, we have to wait until after eighteen weeks."

  Perhaps it was the look of loss on Xu Muhuang's face that was too obvious, and the doctor couldn't bear it, saying: "You can also put your ear to your abdomen now, and you might be able to hear some movement."

  The doctor was comforting the young man, and even if he used a more cautious tone, he said... possibly.

  After returning from the hospital, Xu Muhuang first sent Yang Fuqiao to the hot spring resort, and then went to a nearby supermarket to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables. He borrowed the kitchen of the owner's house at the hot spring resort, cooked rice, and simmered soup.

  Xu Muhuang walked in with the food when Yang Fuxiao was wearing a white bathrobe, gently bowing his head to wrap his wet hair with a dry towel. Hearing someone coming in, he looked over at him.

  Xu Muhuang put the dishes on the table and happened to see Yang Fuxiao's eyes looking over at him with a moist gaze. He immediately pressed down on his phone's camera, and of course, when flipping through the photos later, he also saw the ones Yang Fuxiao had taken for him at the ski resort. At the moment he flew off the snowy slope, Yang Fuxiao took five shots in quick succession, although the timing was a bit off, but the effect wasn't bad.

  The photo taken in the hot spring resort has good lighting, and with the wooden furniture and orange sliding door behind, Xu Muhuang directly set Yang Fuxiao's photo as his phone wallpaper, then adjusted the font size of his phone.

  Xu Muhuang's cooking skills are unquestionable, Yang Fuxiao ate a lot and swallowed hastily.

  Xu Mu-huang propped up his chin, "Is it really that delicious?" He himself ate a piece of tofu and just thought it was just tofu, far inferior to the delicacies from the mountains and seas. "No need to flatter me like this, right?"

  Yang Fu Xiao gave a thumbs up.

  That day, in the hot spring resort, Xu Muhuang stayed for a day and cooked every meal by himself, and the money was paid to the owner of the hot spring resort.

  The next day, Xu Muhuang took Yang Fuxiao to a farmhouse inn and stayed in the farmer's home.

  Arriving at the farmhouse, in a room upstairs, the bed was a bit hard, but fortunately it was clean, the air was fresh, and there was floor heating. As soon as I entered, I felt a warm air, and Yang Zhaoxiao took off her down jacket.

  A flash of silver light in his pocket, a ring fell to the ground.

  Yang Furong reacted and directly squatted down to pick it up, but Xu Mochen was quicker, pinching the ring with two fingers.

  This diamond-encrusted ring had been safely kept in Yang's pocket for two days.

  Xu Muhuang held it in his hand and looked up at Yang Wuxia.

  Yang Fu Xiao shrugged his shoulders, "Return to its rightful owner, you can keep it for yourself if you want, no big deal."

  Xu Muhuang smiled and took Yang Bufang's right hand, wanting to put it on her finger. "It was originally meant for you, I wanted to give it to you at the time, but now three years have passed, I don't know..."

  As soon as Yang Xiao's fingertips touched the coolness of the ring, she subconsciously curled up her fingers, and Xu Mochen's hand paused for a moment.

  Yang brushed his hand forward and stretched it out, taking advantage of Xu Mochen's slight hesitation to palm the ring.

  In an instant, Xu Mochen's gaze became a bit complicated.

  Yang Mu Xiao also went blank for a moment in her mind, she didn't know why she had that kind of movement just now, "Mu..."

  Xu Muhuang turned around and took off the double-shoulder backpack behind him, bending over to place it on the sofa beside him, rummaging through something.

  Yang Mu's heart ached slightly, and he moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.

  Xu Muhuang took out a velvet necklace box from his backpack, with a gleam in his eyes. He opened the box and inside was a white gold chain without a pendant, simple yet elegant.

  He unfastened the chain, took the ring from Yang Buruoxiao's hand and threaded it onto the chain. Then he wrapped it around Yang Buruoxiao's neck and put it on her neck.

  Yang Mu Xiao raised her head and looked into Xu Mo Huan's eyes, then relaxed her collar and put the necklace with the ring inside her clothes.

  Although there is no word, but can feel each other's friendship.

  ………………

  Before falling asleep at night, Xu Muhuang really learned from the doctor's words and put his ear on Yang Fuxiao's abdomen to listen to the fetal movement.

  Yang Mo Xiao remained still in a posture, his waist was sore, but Xu Mu Huang who was leaning forward didn't make any movement or noise, and he didn't feel numb legs either.

  Suddenly, Xu Muhuang, who had been lying down all along, shouted and Yang Biao, who was drowsy, woke up with a start.

  "He said: 'I heard him move.'"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Did it just move? She herself didn't feel anything in her womb, so how did Xu Mochen hear it?

  What a rare thing indeed.

  Xu Muhuang hugged Yang Fuxiao, "Really heard it."

  He also noticed Yang Fuxiao's tired eyes and a kiss fell on Yang Fuxiao's forehead, "Good night."

  At that moment when she heard the words "good night", she suddenly thought of Gu Qingcheng. She looked into Xu Mochen's eyes, and from his eyes, it seemed as if she could see his shadow.

  After midnight at twelve o'clock, Yang Xiao fell into a deep sleep, while the man beside her kept his eyes open, staring at the ceiling.

  Suddenly, Yang Wu Xiao let out a cry in his sleep. Xu Mu Xiang immediately turned over, "Wu Xiao?"

  Yang Mo Xiao was still in a dream, muttering to himself as if saying something, and a thin layer of sweat seeped out on his forehead.

  Xu Muhuang patted Yang Wenyao's back comfortingly: "It's okay."

  He drew closer to Yang Fu Xiao and heard a name murmured from her mouth.

  After a while, it finally calmed down, as if the murmurs in the sleep just now were just an illusion.

  ………………

  Lin Zi accompanied Yang Fu Xiao's grandmother from a small county town to C City, this is the second time Mrs. Yang has come to C City, the first time was to send her granddaughter here, it has also been over a decade ago.

  At the airport, Yang Lao Tai Tai was met by Shen Jia Yu. When she saw Shen Jia Yu and didn't see Yang Fu Xiao beside him, the doubts in her heart grew a bit heavier.

  Yang Fu Xiao was very filial to Old Lady Yang, and not mentioning the marriage to her would be considered impolite. Even if he went back to his hometown to pick her up, it wouldn't make sense for him to arrive in C City without showing his face.

  Lin Zi is actually quite strange too. Even if Yang Du Xiao was pregnant and her body wasn't good, it wouldn't be to the point where she couldn't even go out at all.

  Moreover, he had already called Yang Xiao two days ago, but each time it was the same voice: The phone is turned off.

  However, Shen Jia-yu assured Lin Zi that nothing would happen.

  However, Lin Zi looked at Shen Jia-yu's expression and thought that there shouldn't be anything major, unless these wealthy families had some special rules that couldn't be seen by outsiders.

  Of course, on the way, Old Lady Yang also asked Linzi some questions, and Linzi naturally answered them without reservation.

  "You also know Gu Qingcheng? He's the president of the MSC Group. If I'm not mistaken, he should be a cousin of Shen Jiayu, his mother is from the Shen family."

  Mrs. Yang furrowed her brow and fell into deep thought.

  "But before that, there was a time when I helped out on the crew and Shen Shao invited me to dinner. During dinner, it could be seen that he had a good impression of Du Xiaohan, not just pretending..."

  In a wealthy family like Shen's, it is also possible to be completely devoured in an instant, leaving no residue.

  Shen Jia-yu received Yang Wei-xiao's grandmother who came to the Shen family, and Shen Zhou had already sent Shen Guan-jia to welcome her. He asked if there was anything he could help with, and then Lin Ma, who followed Yu Ming-xiu, also arrived at the courtyard, bringing some fruit, fully showing respect for Old Lady Yang.

  Mrs. Yang is also getting older, although she has always lived in a small place and hasn't seen many big scenes, but she is steady in her ways.

  After settling down Old Lady Yang, Shen Jia-yu was about to leave when she called him back.

  "Xiao Shen, wait for a moment."

  Shen Jia-yu smiled and turned around, "Grandma."

  "Come sit down," Old Lady Yang patted the sofa beside her, inviting Shen Jia-yu to take a seat. "What exactly happened with Xiao-xiao?"

  She just went to a convalescent home in another place, and she'll be back at most next month. Her mobile phone is at home because the signal there isn't very good as it's on the other side of the mountain where the air is better.

  Old Lady Yang was clearly skeptical.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "If you still don't believe me, in two days I'll give her a call and you can ask her yourself. She's also told me before that she misses you."

  "Good," said Mrs. Yang.

  ………………

  Yang Mu Xiao felt it was strange that in this small town, Xu Mo Xiang had been with her for two days already.

  In the farmhouse, there is a calendar on this side, which is an old-fashioned calendar. As you flip through it page by page, each day has written on it what to do and what not to do, as well as the lunar calendar's solar terms for that day.

  It suddenly dawned on Yang that there were still three days left before this year was over.

  Xu Muhuang went to the kitchen downstairs to cook, Yang Fuxiao looked at the outside where the snowflakes were scattered all over the mountains and fields, feeling that her heart was like this vast snowy plain, pure white and empty, desolate and distant.

  Yang brushed off the dawn and walked to the window, pushed it open, and the biting north wind mixed with snowflakes blew in.

  He caught a lively ringtone from his mobile phone with his ears perked up.

  Yang Fuxiao closed the window and turned around to see the bright screen of his phone on the bedside table.

  It was Su Yan who called.

  This time, Yang Wuxiao really hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the answer button.

  "Let Gu Qingcheng speak, I want to see what he really wants to do."

  "Tina," Yang Fu Xiao said, "it's me."

  ………………

  Su Yan's phone was on speakerphone, and Lu Li, who was driving, could also hear the voice.

  "Oh, dawn, it's you, that makes things easier, I'm asking you, who was with you these past two days?"

  Yang Mu said: "Xu Muhuang."

  Su Yan asked: "Gu Qingcheng has never appeared all along, right?"

  "Yes, there isn't."

  Su Yan furrowed her brow and moved her phone slightly in Lu Li's direction. Lu Li asked, "Has Gu Qingcheng not appeared from start to finish?"

  This time, Yang Wu Xiao did not answer immediately, and after about ten seconds, he replied: "No."

  Su Yan and Lu Li exchanged a glance, having already sensed the severity of the situation.

  Although Gu Qingcheng could have suppressed this derivative of Xu Mochen, he is now deliberately doing so. What does he want to do after all?

  The conversation at this moment is like a routine survey questionnaire, with the other end of the phone asking questions and Yang Xiao answering. This Q&A session gives her a sense of resistance, as if there was an alien next to her who had to accept someone else's investigation.

  Ludie said, "At dawn, you listen now, this situation is very dangerous. In the Shen family, everyone is looking for you everywhere, and unknown dangers are approaching. I know that in Xu Muhuang's world, there is only you, but he is not capable of withstanding external pressures."

  Yang Fuxiao felt a slight blockage in his throat and eyes.

  "You and he are both people in this society, wanting to leave all the people behind and live outside with your belly, unless there is really a utopia," Lu Li said. "However, it's obviously impossible, so you must leave Xu Muhuang."

  After a while, Yang Xiao finally let out an "uh-huh" from her throat.

  "Do you think that whether it's Gu Qingcheng or Xu Mochen, they would just follow you to some small city and hide out, living a mediocre life? Lu Li said, "If so, then he wouldn't be Gu Qingcheng anymore. At dawn, even a domesticated wolf would still have the ferocity to run in the mountains and snowy plains."

  Yang Mu didn't answer.

  "Don't forget, even if you and Shen Jia-yu don't have a real husband-and-wife relationship, you still have the name of one," Lu Li said. "Even if Xu Mu-huang comes back now, you'll still have to take responsibility for the decisions you made before."

  Listening to Lu Li say such words, Su Yan furrowed her brow.

  She didn't know why Lu Li wanted to say such a thing, wasn't this just pushing Yang Fu Xiao into Shen Jia Yu's arms?

  Inside the receiver, Yang Xiao said slowly: "...... I know."

  This is her choice, no matter whether the initial choice was right or wrong, she must firmly move forward.

  What Lu Li said is right, it's her responsibility and her choice.

  Su Yan said: "Tell me your current exact location."

  Yang Fuxiao reported the location of Nongjiale, Su Yan said: "I'll go pick you up tonight, you come up with an excuse to get out, I'll take you away, then Lu Li will go talk to Gu Qingcheng."

  There is no sound in the receiver.

  Su Yan spoke into the microphone, calling out twice: "Dawn, are you still listening?"

  "Ah, I'm here."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, his eyes fell on the calendar on the wall, "Tina sister, in two days, I'll use his phone to call you... He's coming up, I'll hang up the phone first."

  "Eh, dawn..."

  Not even finished speaking, there's already a busy tone left.

  Su Yan put down her phone and turned to Lu Li: "What are you going to do now?"

  "Go to that farmhouse music place Yang Wu Xiao told you about." Lu Li has already started the car and said, "Wait until we arrive and see Yang Wu Xiao before talking."

  The car drove smoothly for a distance and stopped at an intersection waiting for the traffic light. Lu Li turned around, "So what do you think she will choose?"

  Su Yan shook her head: "I'm not Yang Fu Xiao, how would I know what choice to make."

  "What if you were Yang Mu Xiao? A has only you in his heart, and there's only one person in his world, whereas B is actually living in this society with a web of interpersonal relationships. Who would you choose?"

  Su Yan said: "If it's for myself, I would choose A. If it's for the other person, I would choose B and give up A."

  This answer should also be Yang Mu Xiao's innermost thoughts.

  Su Yan looked out of the window at the scenery, "However, people all have their own private thoughts."

  If I could make it so that there was only one person in this world for someone, I would choose that person.

  "But also look at her inner balance, who is she inclined towards."