On a snowy night, the lights of the police car flashed in the cold wind.

Murong Nuan and Fu Yujie were sitting in the police car, and Shabang was taken into a police car behind. As the police car bumped, an uncontrollable smile appeared on Murong Nuan's face.

She knew that she would soon leave this ghost place and be deported to the country.

The police routinely asked some questions and let them go.

As for Shabang, he was again imprisoned by the police.

Fu Yujie was injured and lay in the hospital to rest.

Murong Nuan sat next to him and felt relieved as he watched him fall asleep.

When will you not leave now?

She stood up quietly and tried to pull her hand away from his hand. She never thought that he was holding it tightly, so she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she pulled it.

Murong Nuan was a little anxious and bowed her head without hesitation and bit her wrist.

The contraction of the man's muscles made her realize that Fu Yujie was pretending to be asleep.

"I have to leave here immediately." She said anxiously, "Fu Yujie, I saved your life. If you owe me, you have to pay me back!"

Fu Yujie slowly let go of his hands, but still did not open his eyes.

She left without looking back, not even looking at him.

Fu Yujie slowly clenched his fists, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

So what if I let her go back?

Some things that should happen will happen sooner or later.

Murong Nuan stood in the air with dust at the door of Shangguan's mansion, so excited that she was about to cry.

Finally got home.

She rushed in desperately, her voice cheerful.

"I'm back!"

The only one who came out to greet her was the old housekeeper of the Shangguan family. After a few days, the wrinkles on his face looked deeper.

"Mrs……"

When he saw her, the old butler dodged his eyes and kept silent, as if there was something unspeakable.

She noticed something keenly, but tried not to think about it.

"Uncle Zhang, where is A Yao? The hospital said he was discharged."

The old butler wiped his tears and choked a few times: "Madam, where have you been there during this period? We all look for you everywhere. Mr. He..."

"What's wrong with him? Don't hesitate, tell me quickly!" She urged repeatedly.

"Sir, he is gone!" The old butler made a cruel decision, stamped his feet, and blurted out.

What?

Shangguan Yao is gone?

How could such a living person as a living person be gone?

Isn't this a joke?

Murong Nuan pushed him away, speeded up and murmured to himself: "No, you are lying to me, I don't believe it!"

"A Yao! A Yao!" She raised her voice and rushed in quickly.

The huge house was empty without a trace of anger.

The study still retains the decorations before Shangguan Yao was hospitalized, and there was no figure in his bedroom. His shirt was hung a lot in the closet, and even the shirt cufflinks he wore most often were placed in the drawer.

He didn't bring anything, how could he not see him?

Murong Nuan sat on the sofa with her butt, feeling confused.

Heavy footsteps came from behind, and Murong Nuan turned around and saw the haggard Mrs. Shangguan.

Mrs. Shangguan, who has always been graceful and dignified, was wearing a black velvet cheongsam without applying any makeup on her face. At this moment, she lost her former glorious appearance.

"Mom, when did you return to China?" Murong Nuan stood up in surprise.

Mrs. Shangguan waved her hand and signaled her to sit down. She comforted her gently, her voice softly.

"Nannuan, before A Yao left, he left a letter to you, saying that he would wait for you to come back to read. But I couldn't help but read it first. You can take a look too. After reading it, you will understand everything clearly."

She almost trembled and unfolded the letter, turned her back, and under the sun, every word that Shangguan Yao's vigorous appeared before her.

"Nannuan, my wife, I see her words as if she is in the face.

When you see this letter, maybe I have left.

I know you have suffered a lot for me, so are your family.

You always say I am conceited, and this time, I plan to carry out my conceit to the end.

No matter where I am, you will always be my favorite person.

I hope you take care of everything and live a good life for the rest of your life. If you know that you are sad for me, I will be in the bones.

Husband—Shangguan Yao.”

In just a few lines of words, he explained everything, at home, relatives, and the rest of her life?

"Why? Why is he?"

She tore the letter apart and sprinkled it off, and the snowflake-like letter paper flew all over the sky.

Murong Nuan raised her head and cried and laughed out loud.

The pain hit her bones and sent her away?

Why did he leave her alone without even discussing a word of discussion?

What exactly is he?

She hugged her arms tremblingly, crying uncontrollably.

Why do you treat her like this?

Why didn't she even give her a chance to meet?

"Shangguan Yao, don't want me to forgive you, don't want to think about it!" She covered her face and murmured to herself.

Shangguan Yao's departure was a heavy blow to everyone.

Murong Nuan locked herself in the room and refused to come out to see anyone for three days.

It was not until the third day that Wu Yun and Lengmian forced the door to open and told her that Mrs. Shangguan was exhausted and was hospitalized. Mimi caught a cold and Shangguan Yi had a fever. Her dull expression fluctuated slightly.

"I'm sick?" She said hoarsely, looking up at them mechanically, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Wu Yun's nose felt sore, he held back his tears, and hurriedly brought the food in.

Murong Nuan, who had not eaten for three days, immediately lowered her head, ate the food voraciously, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

She raised her hand and tweaked her hair, her cheeks bulged with two small hills. Suddenly, she covered her mouth, retching a few times, and patted her chest desperately.

Seeing that her face was flushed with choking, Wu Yun's tears slowly flowed down. She approached with heartache, gently stroked her back, and whispered: "Eat slowly, no one will snatch you."

Murong Nuan remained silent, lowered her head, and tears fell into the bowl, like a walking corpse who had lost his soul.

"Ayun, I feel pain..." she murmured.

"What? Where does it hurt? I'll take you to the hospital." Wu Yun said anxiously.

She shook her head gently, and tears suddenly gushed out.

"Hey, my heart hurts so much... Ayun, why don't he want me anymore? Did I annoy him? I miss him, I really miss him..." She opened her eyes wide, grabbed Wu Yun's arm hard, and murmured, "Can you help me find him, okay? Go and find him!"

Wu Yun bit her lip tightly and forced herself to swallow her tears. She turned around with red eyes and shouted at the cold face: "Why are you still standing there? Haven't you heard what your wife said? Go and get your husband back!"

Cold man walked out of the room silently, leaned against the wall, listening to the crying sounds from the room, and lit a cigarette with his hands trembling.

He doesn't like smoking, but now he needs to use something to calm down.

The Shangguan family suddenly suffered a major change. If the gentleman is gone in the future, all the burdens of this family will fall on Murong Nuan's shoulders.

If it is an ordinary family, it would be fine, but how should she take care of a woman in the Shangguan Group?

Not sure how long did Wu Yun coax Murong Nuan to fall asleep. She walked out, leaned side by side with Lengmian, and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

Lengman raised her head and looked at her with a serious look: "I promised the old housekeeper that no matter what happened to the Shangguan family, I will stay here to wait for them all my life. Where are you?"

"Am I?" Wu Yun raised his head, and a dazed smile flashed in his bright eyes. "For me, this is the place where I start my life again, and this is my home. I will never allow anyone to destroy it. Cold face, no matter what happens to the Shangguan family in the future, I will stay here and protect them with you."

Cold-faced smiled slightly, suddenly reached out and hugged Wu Yun vigorously.

"Thank you," he said sincerely.

Wu Yun was stunned for a moment and pushed him away with a strange expression: "Hey, you will make me mistakenly think that you are in love with me."

The cold face stiffened for a few seconds, and glared at her disdainfully: "Bao, what are you talking nonsense? How could I fall in love with you?"
To be continued...