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At that moment, Nie Yiyun was completely unaware of the earth-shattering changes that had occurred since he left.

After he had dealt with all the matters concerning Jiang Xinping, he slowly dragged his tired body home. Looking at the silence that filled the room, he couldn't help but feel somewhat frustrated in his heart.

It felt like a lifetime had passed.

"Young Master, come and drink some soup!" Dingbo, who had been waiting all this time, came out with a cup of fragrant soup of tea tree mushroom stew and ribs.

"Soup?!" He closed his eyes and sniffed the rich aroma, remembering that he hadn't been in the rice water for a whole day.

No wonder his stomach kept growling. It turned out he was hungry.

He smiled sadly and walked slowly to the table and sat down.

The spoon unconsciously stirred in the soup before finally asking indifferently, "Has Miss Su ever eaten?"

"Yes. But he didn't go downstairs! It was all sent in by Young Master Xiao Chuan. It must be because I woke up too early in the morning and was so tired! " Tinker sat down beside him and looked at him with a pained expression.

"Xiao Chuan?!" Nie Yiyun asked in confusion.

Since when did Xiao Chuan care about her so much?

Is it true?

Did this mean that he would be completely at ease in the future?

"Yes." Yes. I saw him send it in with my own eyes, so I came out right away! " Uncle Ding thought he was mistaken, so he hurriedly explained.

"Oh. "That's good!" He nodded reassuringly and let out a long breath.

To be honest, he really didn't want to see her today. He needed to be alone and stay in peace for a while.

After drinking some soup randomly, he couldn't drink anymore. He pushed his bowl to the side and stood up, then said to Dingbo, "I'm going up to rest." You should get some rest as well. "

"Young Master, you have to be good!" His heart ached as he watched his back grow dull and lonely.

"Yes." I'll be fine. "Don't worry." Nie Yiyun turned around and gave a pitiful stiff smile.

Then he turned and slowly climbed the stairs.

Every step was slow and powerless, as if his feet were being weighed down by a thousand pounds.

It was deathly silent that night. The entire Nie clan mansion was devoid of any light or movement, as if it were a ghost house with no one living inside.

The next day, around ten o'clock in the morning, Nie Yiyun slowly opened his eyes.

Although he did not look in the mirror, he knew that his eyes were red and swollen.

This was because last night, Jiang Xinping had once again appeared in front of him.

But this time, it was not the cold and elegant figure that had mercilessly left him.

It was a purplish-blue face, its facial features distorted by the car.

Terrible and pathetic.

Last night, he had been caught up in that terrible nightmare.

He still remembered how he had cried in his dream, holding Jiang Xinping's cold body.

He regretted not listening to Su Rui's words. He would forgive Jiang Xinping and bring her back to him!

He had used the same cruelty and coldness to take revenge on Jiang Xinping for her mistakes when she was young!

Now, he deeply despised himself, because he was also a cold-blooded and heartless person!

He had no right to blame Jiang Xinping!

Unfortunately, there was no longer any chance for regret or redemption.

Jiang Xinping left in this manner and didn't give the two of them another chance to meet again. It was as if he had coldly rejected his offer!

The cemetery he had bought for her was right next to his grandparents' cemetery.

That was the only thing he could do as a son.