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Three days later.

Warm was about to go out, but she saw a maid being handed over to her by Miss Min. She even warned her to be careful.

Her warm eyes immediately turned bright as she saw Amin give a thousand yuan for the trip back to the maid.

Giving Yi Hao a bowl of food was worth a thousand yuan? *

Heavens, if she sent him the three meals a day, he would have 3000 yuan in one day and earn some money. Although it was a bit far from a million, it would still be faster to gather all of them as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Warm Snow rushed to her sister's side. With a bright smile on her face, she asked, "Ah Min, are you going to ask little You to send us some food?"

Ah Min only glanced at him coldly. She wanted to get angry, but when she thought about it, she realized that Yi Hao hadn't ordered anything recently. As a bystander, she could clearly see what happened to him. As the saying goes, people should not kill themselves. In order to maintain her position as Yi family's butler, she had to act according to the circumstances.

If, one day, Ihao suddenly changed his mind and decided to make her the real Young Mistress of the Yi family, now that she was being too harsh on her, then … She could forget about staying in the Yi family.

The salary that Yi Hao had given her was five times that of the others. If she hadn't done so many good deeds in her previous life, she probably wouldn't have been able to receive such generous treatment in this life.

"Yes, this is for Young Master!" Young Master's company has recently received a few big cases, so you're staying here to work overtime! " Although he couldn't offend her, she didn't look at him with a nice expression on her face.

"Oh!" Warme's eyes were wide open as she looked at Sister Min with a serious expression. How could she not know? She had guessed that he was too busy when he hadn't been home for the past few days. In the past, whenever he was busy, he would stay at the company to work overtime. *

Ah Min glanced at him and was about to leave. "Ah Min, can you let me bring you some food?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Ah Min frowned. She didn't want to agree, but Warmth snatched away the lunch from Little You's hands. Of course, there was also that … A thousand dollars.

"Ah Min, I'm going to school, so I brought some food for the young master as well. I'm going to young master's company." If she wasn't in good health, he wouldn't bother her. Also, if the Young Master does not return home tonight, I will take care of it. Remember to call me, I will definitely deliver it on time! "

Warmth smiled widely at Amin, not allowing her to react. Warmth had already hugged the seat, while holding onto One Thousand Yuan as he ran away like a rabbit.

When Sister Min saw him, she became completely dumbfounded. By the time she recovered, Warmth was gone.

"A woman that opens her eyes when she sees money, what a lousy leg!" She could tell the reason for the warmth with a glance. Sister Min stared in the direction of the warmth as she spoke in disdain.

At the highest floor of the tallest building in the city of Hankang, Ihao pulled open the curtains of his office and sat on the sofa in front of the window, looking down at the view. He had a panoramic view of the whole of Port Han, but he felt as if something was missing.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard a knock on the office door.

Ihao heard it and frowned, but he didn't even move his head. After a moment of silence, he called out in a low voice, "Come in!"

Xu Meng walked in first with a document in his hand, Ming Hao and the other two following behind him.

As soon as he entered, Ming Hao walked forward and patted Yi Hao on the shoulder. "Haozi, why don't Xu Meng take care of those small matters at the company. Why do you stay at the company every day? "Do you like sleeping in the office?"

Feeling Ming Hao's hand on his shoulder, Yi Hao didn't say anything. Instead, he coldly stared at Ming Hao's hand.

Minghao, who had intended to liven up the atmosphere, saw the murderous look in Ihao's eyes and tactfully withdrew his hand. Then, with an embarrassed cough, he coughed twice.

Tang Yuze and Mo Zichao couldn't help but snicker when they saw Ming Hao's appearance, which made them feel like he had been beaten to a pulp. Only Xu Meng walked up to him with a straight face and handed the documents over to Yi Hao. "President, I need you to go through the documents for this purpose. I've already arranged everything!"

He didn't speak, nor did he look at them. Instead, he looked out of the window in silence.

Everyone present was at a loss as to what was going on. There must be something on his mind for this to happen, but they could not figure out what was causing him to become so silent.

Minghao and Xu Meng looked at each other, frowning. They seemed to be thinking of a way to help Yi Hao, but after thinking for a long time, they still couldn't come up with a good idea.

Just when they were about to be driven mad by the deathly silence, someone knocked on the office door once again.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yi Hao frowned. He looked up at Xu Meng, and with that one glance, he knew what Yi Hao was trying to say.

Xu Meng nodded in understanding before turning around to open the office door. Just when everyone thought that the secretary had brought something, they didn't expect that the moment they opened the door, it would be warm and cozy. The small figure immediately appeared in everyone's line of sight.

A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes of the four people present. Ming Hao, who had just recovered his senses, saw that Yi Hao did not turn around to look outside, but instead looked out of the window with a dejected and disheartened expression. He coughed lightly, hinting at Yi Hao.

But Ihao was still staring out the window, his eyes unfocused, as if his soul had been sucked out of him.

The door to the office opened, and the moment Warmth raised his eyes, he was startled by the person inside the office. She had thought that he was alone in the office, but she had not expected there to be so many people in the office.

Were they in a meeting? Or … Yi Hao had something to discuss with them?

Would her appearance here disturb them?

Warmth opened her bright eyes and stared straight at everyone present. Her eyes flashed when she saw the dejected Yi Hao, who was lying on the sofa.

Ihao was now wearing a white shirt and no coat, and perhaps the collar was undone. Chaos, his entire face was clearly exhausted. There were some black stubble growing on the corners of his mouth, and even his hair … It was rather chaotic.

Wasn't he handling matters? Why was he so depressed after not seeing him for three days?

However, she didn't know that during these three days, it wasn't a matter of business that was bothering her. She just didn't know how to face her.

He couldn't be as doting on her as he was before. He couldn't be indifferent to his mother's and Yue Yue's deaths …

It had been a long time since he had been so lost, and the pain of the attack almost made him collapse. He was not a god. He was not someone who could pass any obstacle. He was a man of ordinary flesh and blood.

He also longed for a happy and warm home, with his loving parents, his loving wife, and even the children that he and his wife had given birth to.

All these years, he had never married. It did not mean that he did not want to marry, but rather, he knew that the only woman he would ever love would never become his wife. Even if he did become his wife, he would never be able to live happily with her.

There was no way for him to not avenge his mother, and he couldn't stand by and watch the people he liked being tortured like that …

He had once loved that girl so much that he was even willing to risk his life for her.

Perhaps she would never know that he could be her bodyguard. It wasn't something that she could become just by saying a few words to Leng Xiao.

Leng Xiao had assigned him a mission. Only if he completed it, would he be qualified to be her bodyguard. And that mission was the one that was always hanging on the tip of his tongue: Ruthlessness …

Although he didn't interact much with anyone at the age of fourteen, and although he often treated others coldly, he still couldn't help but feel terrified the first time his hands were stained with blood.

After all, that was his first time killing someone …

However, he felt that it was worth it for her sake.

But why, why had he tried, given, tolerated, loved, believed in … In exchange for a miserable ending?

What did he get in return? It was deceit, betrayal, and loss …

If he had to choose for himself, he would rather have been the one to die under the cold spear than his own mother. Perhaps then, he wouldn't be in such pain.

But now …

What should he do, what should he do, everything... Chaos!

After tidying up for three days and three nights, he still could not come up with any clues. He felt as if he were about to suffocate to death in that airtight space with no way out.

Warmth stood outside the door, looking at the bedraggled Iggy, and felt a sharp pang in his heart. Although she didn't understand why he had such a look on his face now, she knew he must be struggling with himself.

Although they hadn't seen each other for ten years, she still understood him very well.

Inexplicably, looking at his confused eyes, she suddenly had a bold idea. That the confusion must be related to her.

Seeing this scene, Warmth didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Happily, from the beginning to the end, he wasn't completely emotionless towards her. He still had his own existence in his heart. Sadly, she couldn't imagine how he had managed to survive ten years ago, facing such a situation and betrayal.

Her heart ached. It was truly a heartache!

That kind of pain could only be felt after deep love. What's so sad about it? What was a piercing pain? The pain was even more intense, surging, surging …

She couldn't help but think about it as she walked slowly to Ihao's side with red eyes. When the smell of alcohol filled her nose, she couldn't control the emotions in her heart any longer and directly hugged him from behind.

When Yi Hao realized that the person hugging him was warm, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Brother Yi Hao … Sorry... Sorry... Sorry... Don't be sad, okay? "It's my fault, it's all my fault …" Back then, she was wrong, she shouldn't have liked him, shouldn't have provoked him tyrannically, and then announced that he was her "private property." If the two of them hadn't fallen in love at that time, even if Leng Xiao had killed his mother, he wouldn't have become so miserable due to revenge.

She was wrong, she was really wrong! All of this was because of her …

Hearing those warm words, Yi Hao's eyes were still cold. He opened his mouth and ordered in a low voice, "Scram!"