Under the dim light, Shangguan Yao's thin lips raised slightly, as if he was not smiling, but his deep eyes did not have any smiles.

The more he was so calm, Murong Nuan knew that the more angry he was.

Once he gets angry, the consequences will be terrible.

"You know, I can't afford to hire such a lawyer." Faced with his aggressiveness, she was almost suffocating.

"Since you know, I'll think about the word divorce." He turned his face lazily and asked her out lightly, without any love in his eyes.

In anger, she threw the cup in the study and gritted her teeth and left.

The intermittent coughing sound of Shangguan Yao came from behind, which was blurry and depressing, casting a layer of dimness on the entire Shangguan family.

It was dawn, and Murong Nuan packed her luggage and moved it out. While helping, Wu Yun comforted her with worry.

"Or what if you think about it before leaving? You are against Shangguan Yao now, and you will definitely not have any good results."

"Even if you say I'm willful, I have to leave." Her face was determined.

Seeing that she was determined to leave, Wu Yun did not stop him, but just sighed softly and whispered: "Okay. I have asked them to bring you Young Master Shangguan Yi."

Shangguan Yi seemed to know that today was a special day, and she woke up earlier than usual, with her dark eyes dripping around, looking at the two women in ignorance.

"Take care." She reached out and hugged Wu Yun, took the child and got in the car and left.

Wu Yun watched the car disappear into the shade of the green trees, looked up at the luxurious villa. After Murong Nuan walked away, she seemed to have taken away the vitality that belonged to here.

She looked up inadvertently and saw a man standing alone at the corner of a green balcony.

He seemed to have been standing there for a long time, staring quietly in the direction where Murong Nuan left. I wonder if it was her illusion. For a moment, she actually felt that Shangguan Yao was lonely.

In the elegant room, Wu Yun put his hands behind his back and whispered: "Sir, I have thought about it. I want to leave the Shangguan family and take care of my wife."

I originally thought Shangguan Yao would refuse, but he didn't expect that he didn't raise his head and said lightly.

"Go, remember to bring the young master's toys with you."

She was stunned for a moment, stared at her toes, and after a long time, she whispered: "Mr. She is obviously still in love with her wife, why don't you dissuade her?"

He glanced up at her, his eyes slightly cool.

"You're wrong."

Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, said nothing, and gently retreated.

Did she think it was wrong?

Or does he not want to admit it at all?

She shook her head and suppressed her worries. She suddenly felt lighter when she thought of seeing Murong Nuan after packing her luggage.

Murong Nuan stood at the door of a villa and knocked on the door a few times, and soon a servant came out to open the door.

"Miss Two?"

Murong Nuan dragged her luggage into it and said without raising her head, "Call Xiaochun quickly and say I'm living in the same room with her recently."

The servant smiled and leaned closer and whispered: "Miss II, you don't know yet, Xiaochun is not sleeping alone now."

She was stunned, and before she could speak, Xiaochun rushed out like a lark.

"Nannuan, why are you here?"

"You're here just in time. I'm going to stay with my brother for a few days. Where is your room? I'll make do with you for a few days."

Xiaochun blushed and shyly grabbed the corner of her clothes: "I... my brother and I live in the same room now..."

"What?!" Murong Nuan opened her eyes wide and her face was shocked, "Xiaochun, have you conquered my brother's ** and soul so quickly?"

Xiaochun covered her mouth in a hurry, lowered her voice, and looked embarrassed.

"** I've conquered, but my heart is still a little short."

Murong Nuan smiled and gave a thumbs up, with admiration on her face: "Come on, try to make my brother's heart fall under your pomegranate skirt."

"Is Nuannuan coming?" Mu Nanting's light voice came from the inner room. Xiaochun pushed her and the two walked in with a smile.

"What? Are you going to divorce Shangguan Yao?"

Mu Nanting, who had always been calm, couldn't hold back anymore and rarely showed a look of surprise.

"Yes, brother, I've figured it out clearly. I'm going to divorce him." She reiterated firmly.

Although Xiaochun didn't know Shangguan Yao, she sat down with her straightforward nature and patted Murong Nuan on the shoulder.

"Nannuan, I support you! If you can't get through, you will get divorced. Anyway, you have me and your brother here, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"

Mu Nanting's face darkened, and he couldn't help but scolded him in anger: "What do you know?"

"Please, I'm talking to your sister. How can you be so ungrateful?" Xiaochun stood up, his face full of innocentness.

He shook his head, raised his head and glanced at Murong Nuan, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to the study."

Over the years, Mu Nanting has been immersed in his own world. Whether it is career or relationship, it is enough to make him tired. On the contrary, his sister rarely makes him worry.

Now, he has slowly walked out of the past and wants to be a competent brother.

"Tell me, what happened?" he frowned, "What's more, even if you want to leave, Shangguan Yao will not agree, right?"

Murong Nuan forced a smile: "Brother, I have made up my mind and no one can stop my decision this time."

He sighed softly, knowing that she was stubborn, and knew that she could not force her, so he could only take a deep breath.

"Since that's the case, I can only give you my advice. Nuannuan. Although I don't know what happened, there is something that I know very well. Shangguan Yao cares about you very much."

Care? Even if there is, it is just the past.

She shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"I understand, brother, I will solve my own affairs. You and Xiaochun are fine, don't worry too much about me."

No matter how Shangguan Yao wants to deal with her, she will hold on for the sake of Shangguan Yi.

The next day, Murong Nuan went to the hospital to visit Tong Beicheng.

He was not seriously injured, but it only took some time to recover.

Through the glass, he lay on the bed, his face pale, blue and white striped hospital gown was empty, making him look particularly thin.

Zhou Qinghong was accompanying him, reached out and pulled a pillow to put it on his back, and whispered to blame him.

"Didn't you let you lie for a while? Why are you sitting up now?"

Tong Beicheng barely sat down with a hint of embarrassment.

“I’m going to the bathroom.”

Zhou Qinghong was stunned for a while and subconsciously helped him up.

"I'll help you..."

Tong Beicheng pursed his lips, pushed her hand away, and sat down slowly again.

"Forget it, I won't go."

Seeing his resistant look, Zhou Qinghong felt a little sad. She raised her voice. Even if she tried her best to maintain peace, her voice still trembled violently.

"Tong Beicheng, I am a boss of a company. No one except you have ever dared to dislike me like this. If you think I am so easy to bully, then you are wrong. I, Zhou Qinghong, have a temper too!"

She grabbed her bag hard and stood up and left with hatred.

When her figure disappeared into the passage, Murong Nuan thought for a while and turned to call the doctor.

As arrogant as Tong Beicheng, he would never call a nurse to help.

Murong Nuan leaned against the wall in a daze, waiting for the doctor to enter the ward.

A moment later, a man wearing a white coat and a white mask passed by Murong Nuan.

"Doctor, wait!" Murong Nuan suddenly called him.

The man slowly turned around, his hands were inserted into his pocket, and his eyes exposed outside the mask were shining.

She hurried forward and said with a embarrassed look on her face: "When you go in to help later, can you be more gentle, because the patient inside is so proud of his face."

The doctor nodded silently, as if he had agreed to her request.

The red mole between his eyebrows was really special, as dazzling as a red bean. Murong Nuan couldn't help but take a look at it for a few more times, and suddenly was a little stunned.

She turned around and the doctor had already entered.

"Doctor-" She rushed to the glass window and unexpectedly found that the blinds were also pulled up.

Well, according to Tong Beicheng's awkward temperament, it was probably his instructed.

Murong Nuan bowed her head bored and kicked the paper ball on the ground. When she was waiting patiently, she suddenly heard a irritable voice.

"Didn't you say you can't smoke here? Go out!"

Following the sound, a doctor in a white coat kept pushing a man with a arrogant attitude.

She stared at her wide eyes. Wasn't that man the one she just saw in the office?

"The one who just entered is..." She became more and more uneasy. She turned around quickly and slapped the door of the ward.
To be continued...