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Now, how many chips could he have left to bet on his future, other than the inheritance that he might inherit at the age of eighteen?

From the looks of it, although his parents' deaths were inextricably linked to the Han Family, he didn't want to hate them until he knew the truth.

After three hours of driving from the highway, the car drove into an antique town.

After turning who knows how many times, he stopped his car in a quiet alleyway.

Han Sifeng looked outside and saw a very large bronze door. From outside the tall wall, he couldn't see the scenery inside.

It was unknown what remote control Ouyang Yu had, but he pressed it with his hand, and the bronze door slowly opened.

He had bought a large house in this beautiful little town. He had come to stay for a period of time, so he was able to enjoy the peace of mind.

Ouyang Yu slowly drove the car inside. The interior looked extremely large, both simple and luxurious.

"This is my newest residence. You will enjoy such a quiet environment. There were only four servants, a gardener, a caretaker and bodyguard, and two old mothers in charge of cleaning and cooking. " Ouyang Yu skillfully parked the car in the parking garage. The gentleman opened the car door for Han Xifeng and said, "In the future, when I'm around, you just need to take care of the things I ask of you. Don't do anything else."

Han Sifeng knew that he wouldn't really make her a servant. She came here to be a young miss.

Young Mistress, if her parents hadn't died, she would've been a lady of an illustrious family like Ouyang Qing Xue.

Just as Han Sifeng got off the car, a young man with a stern face came over and took the box. He said respectfully but emotionlessly, "Young Master, you're back?"

Ouyang Yu nodded slightly and tossed the car keys into his hands. "Call them to my study."

"Yes, young master." The young man behind him lowered his head and said.

His face didn't have much expression, but his eyes were very cold. Just a few glances from Han Sifeng made her feel cold, as if his eyes were filled with cold needles.

This was Du Yuan.

Because this little girl, he actually wanted to be a manager here, a profession with no future compared to being a driver!

It was all because of her. She had used her talent to such an extent!

How could Han Sifeng know the resentment in Du Yuan's heart? Standing in the spacious and bright living room, she looked at the luxurious crystal lights with a hint of sadness rising from the bottom of her heart.

Finally, he left. The life with him was over. Whether he wanted to deliberately forget it or to self-anesthetize himself, there was no one by his side.

Occasionally, he would raise his head, but he would no longer be able to see that person.

The three-story duplex, the open-plan living room, and the starlight on the glass roof.

Inside were all European decorations, luxurious and exquisite. The outside was Chinese style, with pavilions, pavilions, and fake mountain gardens.

Ouyang Yu's Taste... How messy.

However, it was just as Ouyang Yu said. It was very quiet and peaceful here.

Han Sifeng took a deep breath, lowered his head to look at the little bear in his hand and tried to force out a smile. Maybe she would stay here for seven hundred days …

However, what she had learned here, she would be able to spend the rest of her life learning.

Although he'd become Ouyang Yu's maid, Han Sifeng had to admit that Ouyang Yu usually had a good temper.

It was at least ten thousand times better than Han Muyun.

The thing that made her the most happy was that Ouyang Yu was very busy. He didn't have much time here, and he didn't have to compare points at every moment, thus reducing the number of conflicts.

She finally recognized this young man in front of her who had a cold expression and was quiet every day.

Du Yuan was around 25 or 26 years old. It was said that he possessed great ability and was Ouyang Yu's trusted aide and bodyguard.

Han Sifeng finally knew where his hostility came from.

Every day, Ouyang Yu flew abroad and kept his mouth shut. He had over a hundred million funds flowing in and out of his mouth, but as one of his trusted aides, he stayed in this small town every day. How could he be in a good mood while facing an old man, two old women, and a young girl who was nothing but a b * tch in his eyes?

Uncle Zhang was a gardener, a person from the small town. He had a good personality and enjoyed singing small songs every day. Ever since Han Xifeng came, he liked to pull her around to play chess and chat.

Mother Lin and Aunt Li would sit in their room after finishing their daily work to watch a long TV show. Uncle Zhang told them that they were Ouyang Yu's wet nurse … Why would the wet nurse be staying in this town? Han Sifeng also felt it was strange.

In the first three days, Ouyang Yu hired a psychiatrist for Han Sifeng.

Although Han Sifeng appeared very normal on the surface, this sort of normalcy was definitely abnormal.

For a simple person like her, to suddenly suffer the greatest blow in her life, to still be able to think normally and eat normally …

This made Ouyang Yu very worried about her emotions. He was worried that if she repressed her emotions for too long, she would collapse one day.

In contrast, Han Sifeng was more worried about his sleepwalking.

Du Yuan was sitting on the sofa downstairs. It was already two in the morning when the door upstairs opened again.

Someone floated out like a ghost, wandering around the large room.

The veins on his forehead throbbed as he looked at the therapist beside him.

She had wasted her money on Young Master Ouyang. For the past three days, she had come out to sleepwalk every night.

"I really can't enlighten her," the psychiatrist sighed, looking at the floating girl, "I can't feel her emotions, so I can't enlighten her."

The young lady walked to the sofa and looked at Du Yuan with an empty gaze.

"Xiao Yun, why are you sitting here …" Han Si Feng mumbled to himself. He looked at the man who was about the same height as Han Mu Yun and reached out his hand to pull him back. "Go back and sleep …"

"Can you wake her up?" Veins popped out on the back of Du Yuan's hand as he glared at the therapist beside him.

"Shh!" "You can't wake her up. If you get too excited, you'll go crazy." The psychiatrist said in embarrassment.

"Then can I kill her?" Du Yuan gritted his teeth. He hadn't done anything wrong recently, so why was the young master punishing him like this?

"Xiao Yun, you're disobedient again …" Han Sifeng couldn't pull away the man on the sofa. He let go of his hand with some grievance and turned to sit on the other end. "Forget it, I'll stay with you …"

With that, she leaned back against the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

"Just who is accompanying whom?" Du Yuan really wanted to throw her into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fishes.

"This' Little Yun '… Is it someone very important to her? " The psychiatrist suddenly said in a low voice.

In the past few days of treatment, she never mentioned her past nor 'Xiao Yun'. This was the first time the psychiatrist heard her use this name.

"Her brother." Du Yuan said exasperatedly.

"If we find this Xiao Yun, she should be fine." The psychiatrist thought for a moment and said firmly.

He turned his head and saw Du Yuan's cold gaze landing on his face. Du Yuan shuddered.

"Doctor Huang, before I do anything …" Before Du Yuan could finish his words, Doctor Huang had already run to the door like a wisp of smoke.

"Be quiet, don't wake her up." Before leaving, Doctor Huang did not forget to give a professional and moral order.

Alright, he came over in place of Doctor Zhou and didn't even look at Han Sifeng's confidential information … Who knows who that Xiao Yun is!

In any case, Doctor Huang only knew that Ouyang Yu's men could not be provoked …

Du Yuan frowned deeply as he looked at the sleeping girl on the sofa.

Han Sifeng's room was on the second floor, on the right side of Ouyang Shuo's main bedroom.

The interior was a light purple, the french windows facing south were bright and warm.

When there was nothing to do, Han Sifeng's favorite place was the big study on the third floor, where he could almost find all the books he wanted to read.

Reading books did not force her to forget, but it filled her lonely life, allowing her to slowly adapt to the days without them.

Today was the fourth day, and it had been two days since she last saw Ouyang Yu. Since he wasn't here, no one had asked her to do anything.

He would read and play chess leisurely, which made him feel more at ease.

But the heart is empty.

Sometimes, the emptiness was unbearable. Han Sifeng would run to the gym next to the big study room and watch Du Yuan beat sandbags.

His punch was fierce and fast, giving her an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. It felt like she was still very happy when compared to the sandbag.

There were many students standing in front of the billboard at the gate of Huiming High School.

The results of all the students were written on it.

"As expected, the first place belongs to Han Muyun."

"Who's in the top three? I can't see …" The shorter student asked, jumping out of sight.

"Second place, Cheng Xuanyin of the eighth class." Everyone whispered around the name list.

"Is there a mistake? I've never heard of this name before." Everyone searched their brains again and again, but none of them had any impression of this person.

A short boy with greasy hair and a pair of thick eyes was standing outside the crowd. He pushed his eyes away from his nose, and when he heard his name, he turned around and left with a disdainful smile.

Well, second place, not bad.

Unfortunately, he didn't surpass Han Muyun …

However, it was still something to be happy about, being above the heads of these mortals.

"And the third?"

"Han Sifeng."

"What?"

"The third place is Han Sifeng!"

"The party's princess, Han Sifeng, is ranked third!" The thing that everyone had the most impression of was the party that had just ended.

She was too stunning, causing everyone to be taken aback.

Unexpectedly … It was the same this time. The top three names were marked in red. Han Sifeng was like a dark horse, charging out of the encirclement and standing proudly on top of it.

"Isn't it Ouyang Qing Xue?"

"How could she not enter the top three?"

"Is it because I just transferred and am not used to the environment here?"

"It's said that the school books of their noble schools are also different, so they're only ranked fifth right? "He's also very powerful."

"Han Sifeng didn't even get into the top 100 of the entire school during the last exam. How could he be third?"

"Is it because Han Muyun helped her with her studies?"

"I am truly blessed to have such an outstanding younger brother …"

As everyone was gossiping, the crowd suddenly parted to form a path. The girls' eyes became infatuated and enchanted as they looked at the tall and handsome youth standing outside the crowd.