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Without waiting for him to turn to look at her, she met his deep eyes, and the feeling of unease in her heart grew stronger and stronger.

He wasn't like this before, and the way he looked at her was pure and without any impurities. But now, there was something different in his eyes, making her think that perhaps she really should move back to that house.

In the end, before her thoughts could take shape in her mind, there was a knock on the door. From the peephole, she saw that it was actually a few robust men.

He stood there trembling in fear, not daring to open the door for a long time. Noticing the atmosphere, Jin walked out of the room with difficulty, holding his gun in her hand.

The two of them nervously looked at each other. Seeing Jin moved closer to the peephole to look at the people outside, then shook her head. It meant that these people weren't here to target her, so she was puzzled for a moment.

So I had to bite the bullet and ask,

"May I ask who you are looking for?"

A respectful and confident voice came from outside.

"Miss Mu, we were sent by the second young master. He said he wanted to move things for you!"

"What?"

She heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, clenched her fists tightly in anger. This man was truly tyrannical!

"Miss Mu, are you done cleaning up?" When can we move? "

The person outside continued to ask respectfully, but she angrily turned her head and sat down on the sofa. In fact, she really wanted to loudly tell him: Move your sister!

Actually, the situation now couldn't be left to her. Since he had already been sent to her home, would it be okay if she didn't move? If she said no now, the man would send someone to tear down her house.

However, she also felt that living with Jin in this manner wasn't really appropriate, especially after she was stared at by his deep gaze. So after being depressed for a long time, she still got up to pack her things.

Jin leaned against the door and looked at her. After a long time, she suddenly opened her mouth and asked,

"Dye, you … "Do you love that man?"

She was in the middle of packing her clothes when she felt a stab of pain in her heart. Her eyes frantically avoided the sharp gaze of the brocade.

"What do you mean love or not? We're going to get a divorce sooner or later anyway …"

She was not a person who was willing to reveal the secret in her heart to an outsider, let alone face off against this foreign country.

"If you don't, let go!"

Seeing that Jin Yu had given her this sentence, Li Jun turned around and walked into the bedroom. It was rare for him to utter such a long sentence.

Looking at his back, which was clearly showing that he had walked with great difficulty, yet with some confidence and elegance, he suddenly had the urge to ask him.

"What if you can't catch her even though you love her very much?"

However, she forcefully swallowed her words back down. Why was she chatting and hating with a man she didn't know? At this point, she didn't think that the question she wanted to ask one day would appear on him.

He had everything except a few things to pack and his daily toiletries, and he didn't know what he was thinking about making her move back. She only knew that she didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

But, if I fall in love with someone, I should be hoping that I can get along with them, right? Why didn't she look forward to it at all? Instead, there was a deep fear?

Was it because he knew the outcome was going to happen that he was so scared? Afraid of sinking deeper and deeper, afraid of being unable to extricate oneself, afraid of not having the courage to face the heartbreak of being separated!

After she was done packing, she went to the bedroom to bid farewell to Jin. Jin was sitting on the bed, looking at the books she had bought for him to learn Chinese. He calmed down and let the hostility from his body dissipate.

Even though she hadn't asked him about it, she could tell that he must have been carrying a lot of burdens. Who in this world would be chased down and sent to another place?

As she thought about this, she could not help but feel some heartache for him. Thus, she urged him,

"You better take care of your rest. I will have A'Kai come and change your medicine every day at regular intervals. Once your injuries have healed, you should hurry up and leave!"

He did not raise his head to look at the book.

"If you don't come, then I won't trade!"

It was clearly a sentence filled with threat, yet he said it so calmly and casually that no one could reject it.

Mu Yurou stood there staring at him as if he had seen a ghost for a long time, while he continued to read the book with a calm expression, allowing her to size him up. After being together for so many days, although it could be seen that her young master's temper was quite unbearable, he still didn't make things difficult for her.

Today … What was going on?

"Do you like it or not? Your body is yours anyway!"

She glared at him for a moment, then turned and left. She was about to leave but didn't want to argue with him. The man definitely wouldn't allow her to change his medicine.

She had only two suitcases, and as soon as she opened the door, the big men waiting outside eagerly took them, and she followed them back to the house.

Steward Gu was so happy to see her back that his eyes were almost popping out of their sockets. She felt like her head was about to explode. How could a man be so talkative?

Shouldn't the stewards of rich families, as described in the novels on television, be indifferent and extremely sarcastic towards their mistresses as well as making things difficult for them? Why is he like this?

Or was this his disguised benevolence? Thinking like this, she couldn't help but stop her steps and turn back to glare at the chattering butler. Old Gu was frightened by her sudden sharp gaze, causing him to tremble all over.

"Ma'am, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with me? "

His eyes were full of innocence and sincerity, without a trace of malice. Mu Ran could only rub his forehead.

"That... I just wanted to say that... I want to be alone for a while... "

"Oh, oh, okay!"

The butler saw her impatience and stopped laughing to follow her. Just as she turned to leave, he called out to her from behind.

"Madam, would you like to wait for Young Master to come back for dinner tonight?"

Mu Ran was about to go crazy. He felt a splitting headache as he spat out two words.

"Whatever!"

The steward continued to blabber on.

"That lady, do you want to call me first? I'll get the kitchen ready!"

"…"

After taking several deep breaths to calm himself down, he turned around and rushed into his bedroom.

Later on, she thought that Steward Gu was right. She should ask him if he wanted to come back for dinner. It was only during the two years they had been married that she was able to lead a normal couple for the first time.

Hehe! She laughed at herself as she took out her cell phone to call him. However, there was a cold tone coming from the phone: The phone you dialed is turned off …

Then she called it a few more times, all the way down the line, and when she thought of the call she'd heard from him in the morning, his face changed at the sound of the word suicide. That's why he cared so much about it?

In the end, she had to send him a text: Would you like to come back for dinner tonight?

What she didn't know was that when she decided to live here and send him this text message, it meant that she was intentionally or unintentionally trying to salvage the marriage.

Even at dinner, when he still did not reply, she was a little disheartened and decided not to wait for him any longer. After that, it was very late and there was no news of him. Her heart ached even more.

Would he have to face such torturous waiting every day in the future? With his identity and status, there should be more than enough social interaction, right? And all kinds of rumors about him and those women outside …

Before, when they weren't together, she didn't care too much about what his daily life was like. After all, he didn't look at her with his eyes, so she didn't feel annoyed. But now …

As she thought of this, she felt her chest feel a little stuffy. She nestled into her bed and clutched her chest as she asked herself: "Mu Ran, come to his side. These …" Can you stand it?

Love was like poison. Once it was infected, it was very difficult to avoid it. If she were to give up, some areas would definitely be torn into bloody pieces. Just thinking about the pain made her somewhat fearful.

However, from the bottom of his heart, another voice hooted, "Mu Liuyan, if you love her, then so be it!" Admit that love a person is not scary, as long as you pay precious, even if one day really separate, will not leave a regret for oneself!

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, Mo Wenwei suddenly thought of a song that was a bit old. Mo Wenwei softly said in her soft voice:

If I didn't love you, how could I not sleep at night, every thought about you, I miss you, miss you, miss you...

If not for loving you, how could I have such an uneasy feeling? Every day, I miss you, miss you, miss you so much …

Her voice was not so sharp, nor was it so rough. It sounded very comfortable, especially on such a quiet night.

After an unknown amount of time, the sharp ringing of her cell phone broke the silence in the room. She picked up the phone and her hand trembled.

he asked in a low voice.

"You called me during the day?"