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"Family matters? Hahaha, she can't even be considered your girlfriend, and you still have the nerve to say that the matter between you and her is a family matter? This was too ridiculous. But I know you too well. You let her go now, and you'll get her back soon. So, the safest way is for me to protect her safety. " Jin Yihan's gaze slowly turned from Murong Aotian's face to Su Wanbai's.

"Okay, thank you!" Su Wanbai actually agreed so easily.

She quickly ran behind Jin Yihan and stood there. At this moment, Andy could not contact her, she could only seek protection from a stranger. Although Jin Yihan did not look like a good person on the surface, it was clear that he was Murong Aotian's sworn enemy. Since she was their sworn enemy, then she was absolutely safe. She wanted to cut the mess and quickly forget about that unpredictable devil.

This was her second relationship. By the time she said "I love you," she was already facing a breakup.

What a ridiculous and pathetic thing it was!

Murong Aotian's personality was still immature, he needed time to slowly grow up. Perhaps one day, when he knew what true love was, they would have a chance to meet again. However, what she didn't expect was that the moment he left, the devilish man instantly fell into a smiling man's trap.

The man that Murong Aotian called "Big Brother" looked very friendly. His brows looked somewhat similar to Jin Yichen, so she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with him.

"Woman, stop!" Murong Aotian's voice was pale and miserable.

Jin Yihan laughed towards the sky once again, full of ridicule and ridicule.

Mu Rong Ao Tian, you too?! Weren't you always so arrogant? To be despised by a woman, such a scene should really be recorded with a camera, forever staying by one's side as a souvenir. "When people do this, the heavens will see. After killing my sister, she is destined to die in loneliness!

Housekeeper Li who had been standing beside Murong Aotian had just taken a step forward and was about to say something when he was stopped by him.

Unexpectedly, the promise became his curse.

Last time, the Old Master Jin had asked him to release Su Wanbai first. This time, the moment the Young Master Jin opened his mouth, Su Wanbai immediately rushed over.

Jin Family, if you want to hate them, you don't even have the qualifications to!

Murong Aotian watched as Su Wanbai left slowly behind Jin Yihan, feeling as if a knife had pierced through her heart. He clenched her fists and her knuckles cracked from the force of the blow.

Women are truly compassionate creatures. They actually left just like that, not even turning back!

Murong Aotian did not want to stay any longer, so he turned around and left the Jin’s Building.

He had never felt so depressed before. It was like losing a man and losing a soldier. Should he blame fate for making fun of him, or should he blame himself for being careless?

At this time, a light drizzle fell from the sky, enveloping everything within it in a blurry and ethereal haze.

Murong Aotian stood outside the door for a long time, allowing the rain to wet his hair, eyelashes and cheeks.

In the future, he would perhaps never have the chance to see Su Wanbai again. As he thought of this, he suddenly felt a huge hole appearing in his heart that was originally filled to the brim with pain.

Su Wanbai, I love you! I love you! I love you!

Murong Aotian said the most romantic love words in the world lightly to the night sky.

Earlier, why didn't he say it out loud?

Su Wanbai was a cold and proud woman, but why was he unwilling to say it even though he had said it a thousand times in her heart? A deep sense of inferiority began to appear again in his bones. He was afraid that even if he said it out loud, she wouldn't be able to keep that dreamy figure away. If she taunted him, where would he put his face?

Somehow, he had always felt that whoever said it first would lose. Ever since he was young, he had never lost in any way, and this time was no exception.

But did he really win?

He clearly felt that he had lost, lost in a crushing defeat!

Even in his dreams, he wished for Su Wanbai to fall in love with him, but she had clearly fallen in love with him, yet he was unwilling to compromise even a little! Why? If this is really love, why can't you compromise? Even if it was just a lie, it was fine. She knew clearly that she would make a choice between him and Jin Yihan, but he, who had the greatest chance of winning, actually personally pushed her to another man.

Murong Aotian, you really are an idiot!

"Young Master, don't be sad! Miss Su has always been impulsive. She will definitely come back to find you when she has thought it through. " Housekeeper Li comforted her in a low voice.

Murong Aotian turned around and glared at Housekeeper Li. "She doesn't love me, she doesn't love me at all!"

He tried his best to hypnotize himself, to not let his heart ache from too much regret.

"But I see that Miss Su …" The Housekeeper Li said.

"Shut up!" Murong Aotian growled.

At this moment, was crying his heart out, covering the whole house with a layer of sorrow.

"Well, don't cry. Ao Tian is about to arrive. He said that he will give us a reasonable explanation! " Old Master Murong was upset by her crying, these words of comfort came back and forth.

The crying suddenly stopped, Fang Wenlan stared with her red eyes and said: "A reasonable explanation? My son was probably killed by him in secret! "

Fang Wenlan's mind kept replaying scenes from her nightmare: Murong Aotian wielded a white blade and slashed at her own son, she knelt down and hugged his leg, begging him to let her son go, but he did not even look at him, in an instant, his son fell into a pool of blood, his body covered in blood.

"He must have killed my son. That must be it!" Fang Wenlan mumbled, and even her gaze was a little unfocused.

Her son was her heart and soul. In the past, there would always be nights when he would not return home. However, after two days, there was no news at all from him. He didn't answer her call or reply her messages. He had searched every nightclub and private club he frequented, but there was no news at all. At first, she suspected that someone was deliberately abducting her, but the delay in receiving a phone call from the kidnapper also dispelled that suspicion.

"Greetings, Eldest Young Master!" A servant came to greet Murong Aotian at the door.

Murong Aotian still had a cold face, no change in emotions could be seen. His gaze swept across his father and Fang Wenlan's faces in a symbolic manner as he sat down on the sofa with his head turned to the side, minding his own business.

"Where's my son?" Fang Wenlan's voice carried through her mouth.

"I sent him to Canada. The phone number is here." Murong Aotian took out a piece of paper from his pocket and threw it in front of Fang Wenlan.

Words had no basis, so she naturally would not believe it. It would be better to just contact her directly and let the mother and son communicate on their own.

Fang Wenlan stared at the slip of paper for a long time before dialing a number.

"Hey!" Hello! Which beauty? "

Once he heard his son's voice, Fang Wenlan's worry for him finally disappeared. She cried tears of joy, and the reproaches she had been prepared to blame were thrown out of the window. It suddenly occurred to him that nothing mattered as long as his son was alive and well.

"You damned kid, how dare you run to Canada with your mother on your back! Do you know that you are running away from marriage? Hurry up and come back, the time for the wedding is about to come, Nangong Family is not something that can be offended … " Fang Wenlan continued to speak, but halfway through, the line had already hung up.

He called again and shut down the phone.

Fang Wenlan was so angry that her face turned white, she couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Dad, Auntie, tomorrow is a good day. Go get your marriage certificate!" Murong Aotian said lightly.

Murong Aotian stopped drinking his tea and stared at them with wide eyes. Did they hear wrong? After so many years, this was the first time Murong Aotian had called his daddy and her aunty. Furthermore, the thing he wanted them to do was to get a marriage certificate!

"Ao Tian, you …" Old Master Murong did not understand what his son meant.

"Ao Jie is unwilling to marry Hu Xiaodie, so stop making things difficult for him. As for Hu Xiaodie, I will go and talk to her. For Aunt to come to Murong Family, all these years, it was not easy, so it is natural to give her a name. " Although Murong Aotian's tone was harsh, it was out of good intentions.

Murong Ye's eyes flickered with tears. His son had grown up.

That year, when her wife died from her depression, Fang Wenlan took responsibility that she could not shirk. However, thousands of mistakes had already happened. Everyone knew the number of supercilious looks and cold treatment she had gone through in the past few years. She had wanted to give Fang Wenlan a name long ago, but she was afraid that her eldest son wouldn't be happy and so she didn't take action. She really didn't expect that the one who took the initiative to ask for it would actually be him!

It was not that Old Master Murong did not notice Fang Wenlan's movements behind her back, but she had her own reasons. Once he passed away, the mother and son duo would naturally not be able to stay in the Murong Family. But now that she had the title, it was different. She was the mistress. As long as she wanted to, she would always be. Seeing the situation, Murong Aotian thought about his brother's happiness and thought that he would not leave him alone in the future.

Home and prosperity, everything was complete!

When Murong Ye came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, Murong Aotian had already left.

Fang Wenlan stood at the door, looking at Murong Aotian's figure which was getting further and further away. In her eyes, Murong Aotian had always been a detestable cold-blooded beast. He had never once looked at her and his son directly, as if they were nothing. This kind of neglect made her feel both heartache and helplessness. When she thought of the miserable circumstances that would befall them one hundred years from now, she couldn't help but tremble all over. However, his son was nothing, and she was a woman. Even if she did her best to turn things around, she wouldn't be able to stir up even the slightest bit of trouble.

For the future, she had no choice but to take the risk and run all over the place. Even if she could not successfully defeat Murong Aotian, she had to teach him a lesson. On the other hand, the always indecisive her couldn't forget his first love, Zhao Zizhou. The two of them often hung out together. This man respected her, doted on her, and even promised to take her far away when the time was right. He gave her advice and assistance, and she was always at the right place at the right time. It was just that, women were emotional creatures, Zhao Zizhou's true face was hidden extremely well, and was not something that a woman like her could see through.

Murong Aotian was a very efficient person, so on the second day, he made an appointment with Hu Xiaodie.

"The reason I wanted you to come here is to tell you that as long as you want to come here, you can just come at me." Murong Aotian glanced at Hu Xiaodie and said indifferently.

"To you? It's too easy on you! " Hu Xiaodie took out a woman's cigarette and elegantly lit it.