The sunshine in the afternoon shone straight on him and also on Murong Nuan's heart.

She stared at him standing up in a daze and calmly took the hot potato.

Professor Yuan glanced at the two of them meaningfully, shook his head with a smile, and sighed slightly.

"Young people are so young nowadays, they can't figure it out when they fall in love..."

Murong Nuan opened her mouth and was anxious to argue. The students around her laughed as if they had known some secret.

Since that day, Murong Nuan was ashamed to see Professor Yuan and never went to take classes again.

But occasionally, when he heard others mention it, Professor Yuan was obsessed with her, and kept joking in class, asking Shangguan Yao when he would bring her to the class.

In an instant, time passed, and memories seemed like quicksand, flashing through my mind.

When she came to her senses, the car had already stopped at the campus gate.

Under the mottled tree shadow, she sat in the car, a little dazed.

Several years have passed, and there seems to be no change here from the past.

Shangguan Yao opened the car, took out the gift he gave to Professor Yuan, and slowly stretched out his hand to her.

"Let's go, Professor Yuan is waiting for us."

She slowly placed her hand in his palm and was quickly tightened by him, as if the drowning man grabbed a piece of driftwood. She pursed her lips and followed him tightly, her eyes slowly falling on his tall back.

Professor Yuan's family lives in the four bedrooms and two living rooms assigned by the school. It is a very spacious house hidden in the Maple Garden, which has the best view on the campus.

Vines crawl on the walls, a few loofahs hung from the windows, and small yellow flowers bloomed, which looked particularly lifelike.

He knocked through the iron door a few times, and after a while, someone walked over quickly and opened the door and took a look.

"You..." Professor Yuan, who had gray hair, narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a few surprises, "Shangguan Yao?"

"Professor Yuan, today is your birthday, I'll see you." Shangguan Yao smiled gently, and in an instant he returned to his former good student appearance.

Professor Yuan looked at Murong Nuan hiding behind him again.

Murong Nuan walked out slowly and was about to introduce herself, Professor Yuan waved his hand and laughed.

"I remember you, are you Shangguan Yao's junior? At that time, I guessed that you would definitely be together."

"Hello Professor Yuan!" She blushed and she quickly lowered her head to say hello.

Professor Yuan smiled and welcomed them into the room, kindly greeted his wife to cook for them. Shangguan Yao accompanied him to play a few games of chess. Murong Nuan was not idle, so he went into the kitchen to help his wife cook together.

The teacher's wife glanced at her and smiled with a pursed lips.

"Shangguan is so arrogant and arrogant that he lacks the simplicity of your life with him. When are you two going to get married?"

"Master's wife, he and I..." Looking at the sincere and caring eyes of the master's wife, Murong Nuan didn't know how to answer.

Professor Yuan’s hearty laughter came from outside, and Murong Nuan lowered her head and silently took out the food.

Shangguan Yao was Professor Yuan’s favorite student. Professor Yuan was so happy that he could be remembered by his students. During the meal, he ignored Master Yuan’s dissuasion and forced to drink a few more drinks.

Seeing that the teacher's wife couldn't persuade her, she was a little anxious: "Old Yuan, you are just in good health, how can you..."

Before he finished speaking, the cup in Professor Yuan's hand suddenly fell to the ground and fell to the dining table.

"Old Yuan!"

"Professor Yuan!"

Everyone rushed forward and helped Professor Yuan up.

"Quick! Send it to the hospital!"

In the hospital, Master Yuan was with her wife in the ward. The doctor had seen the condition and her condition had stabilized a lot. She turned around and comforted Shangguan Yao and Murong Nuan softly.

"It's okay, there's a cerebral hemorrhage, an old problem. You guys go back first, I'll take care of you here."

"Master's wife, you haven't closed your eyes all night, so you'd better go back and rest first. Just have us here." Murong Nuan insisted that she go home first.

Master Yuan hesitated for a moment, and saw Shangguan Yao and Murong Nuan insisting on staying in the hospital, so he had to go home first.

In the quiet ward, Shangguan Yao sat quietly in front of the bed, his expression tense.

Murong Nuan stood behind her, peeling fruits while looking at the nurses who were crowded in the crack of the door and striking at Shangguan Yaohuahua.

The more she looked, the more sour she felt in her heart. She subconsciously tried a little harder, and a stinging pain came. She exclaimed, and a knife cut through her fingers, and red blood rumbled out, and she couldn't stop it.

She panicked for a few seconds and was soon caught by someone.

Shangguan Yao looked down and quickly pulled her to disinfect and stop bleeding.

She stared at his serious and serious face in a daze, and suddenly felt that, in fact, he didn't love her, right?

He bandaged her wound easily, raised his head slightly, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

"Don't get watered in the wound."

"Oh." Murong Nuan agreed softly, silently rubbed the gauze on her fingertips, and her heart felt soft.

He suddenly received a call and glanced at her subconsciously.

That look made Murong Nuan realize that it was Lin Ya's call.

Only she can make Shangguan Yao show such eyes.

He got up and walked out the door to answer the phone.

"What's the matter?" His tone was cold and cold.

"A Yao, I feel so uncomfortable. Come back and see me..." Lin Ya's voice was full of pain on the phone.

"Let Dr. Li go back and see you." He said a few briefly and hung up the phone casually.

The moment he pushed open the door and went in, he was stunned. Except for Professor Yuan lying on the bed, the ward was empty.

Murong Nuan is gone.

There were people coming and going on the streets, and everyone was in a hurry, as if everyone had stories on their faces.

Murong Nuan sat on the steps, hugging her legs with both hands, looking lonely.

On the other side, Shangguan Yao drove the car and looked for her everywhere on the street. The man's face was gloomy, he held the steering wheel tightly, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

It was almost the same time, and at different times and space, and the two of them made up their minds to go home at the same time.

In the evening, Murong Nuan heard the servant's voice and said that the young master was back.

She heard his steady footsteps, and heard him walking through the familiar hall and heading towards her bedroom.

The footsteps reached the door and suddenly stopped.

Murong Nuan held the door handle tightly and waited for him to appear uneasy.

After a long time, the sound of footsteps gradually moved away.

Murong Nuan lowered her head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Where is the young master?" Shangguan Yao walked into the baby room, glanced at the napping nurse, and frowned slightly.

The nurse was awakened and looked around in a daze. When she saw it, she was shocked.

"Little... Where is the young master! The young master was still sleeping just now!"

The young master suddenly disappeared!

The servants in the villa were rushing, looking for the young master who disappeared out of thin air.

Where can a baby go by himself? It’s just being taken away by someone.

Shangguan Yao sat in the study with a cold face. The surveillance checked it. Someone did enter the house and took the young master away, but the man surprised him a little.

After a slight knock on the door, Lin Ya came in with coffee and said softly: "Are you tired? I made coffee for you..."

"Lin Ya, where did you send the child?" He stared at her quietly, his eyes coldly.

Lin Ya's hand trembled and the coffee almost overflowed.

Although he had already made a response, he was still shocked by Shangguan Yao's cold tone.

"Child...I sent him abroad." She glanced at him carefully.

Shangguan Yao's face could be said to be very ugly. If he had the vision to kill people at this moment, Lin Ya would have been dismembered in front of him.

"A Yao, this matter is not all my own idea. Mrs. Shangguan actually means that, she..."

He interrupted her impatiently and went straight to the subject: "Give me the address."

She was stunned and spoke anxiously: "A Yao, my aunt and I are also doing our best for your own good, that woman..."

"That woman is my Shangguan Yao's woman." He could no longer control his anger.

Lin Ya stood up silently, lowered her head and stuttered: "The child was sent out by Mrs. Shangguan. A Yao, maybe you have to find her for this matter."

In the old house of Shangguan’s family, several elegant and luxurious middle-aged wives gathered together, whispering and having afternoon tea leisurely.

If it weren't for Shangguan Yao who pushed the door in anger, this would have been a perfect afternoon.

Mrs. Shangguan frowned slightly, and asked the housekeeper to entertain the guests of the banquet, slowly got up and walked to her son.
To be continued...