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After Xi Muqiao heard this, he thanked his and hung up the phone.

Over here, He Miao and Qiu Ning were stunned. What's going on? What did Xi Muqiao mean by that? It was a fact that he had deceived Mu Mu Mu, but why was he so concerned about her?

The two of them looked at each other and shook their heads. They really did not understand the world of the rich!

Xi Muqiao leaned his forehead against the steering wheel and silently moistened the corners of his eyes. He held his phone with his five fingers and his knuckles were suffused with a ghastly white color. He had once again lost his little wife.

He was powerless against Qiao Mu, unwilling to scold her or to fight her. He had always thought that besides being a schemer, his wife had the ability to act cute and shamelessly. However, he had neglected her arrogance and stubbornness.

The heater in the car was on, but his hands were extremely cold. He was feeling weak, as if something was being drained.

After a long while, he finally raised his head. His eyes were a little red from the tension, and the green veins in his temples were pulsing rapidly with the rhythm of his heartbeat. He gritted his teeth as he started the car, cursing him and hating him.

The first place he thought of was the home of Jomu, in the Old Town, where, at his wife's request, he was not allowed to park except in the morning and evening, for this part of the country was a place of poor household and few cars had ever stopped, not to mention the Bugatevillon.

Sure enough, the moment the car stopped, it attracted quite a few people's attention. A few curious children ran over to touch the car, but they were quickly pulled away by the adults. Ouch! Even if we sold ourselves, we wouldn't be able to afford a wheel.

Especially the man who got out of the car. He was tall and straight, and emitted a noble aura. He was clearly no ordinary person.

Xi Muqiao slammed the car door shut and began running up the stairs. Normally, he would only need to walk five steps before he was able to climb the stairs in three steps.

His hands trembled as he opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, a wave of damp and cold air rushed into his face, telling him that no one had set foot inside during this period of time.

He went to her room and looked in the closet. When he saw that her clothes were still there, he let out a long breath and took out his phone to call her mother's nurse and ask if she was there.

The nurse answered no. He told Qiao Mu to call him immediately if he went to the hospital. The nurse on the other side only agreed.

Xi Muqiao sat down on the bed. The normally tactful man had a dejected look on his face. He couldn't think of anything else besides the school and the hospital. Where else could his wife go?

At first, when his wife said that he was a gangster, he didn't retort, which was the same as admitting it. At that time, he mostly wanted to tease her, but after getting along with her for so many days, his original intention of teasing her gradually changed.

She was used to him being the head of the underworld. He wanted to make things clear to her, but he was afraid to make it clear to her.

He had been laughing at himself. When had he become this timid? He had thought that, but he had been unable to take that step.

He coveted his wife's little pettiness, her little temper, her little reliance, his crisp and naughty uncle, and the bellowing Xi Muqiao who had spoken his name when he was angry.

He had spent a great deal of time and effort to establish a relationship with his wife, and this was all because of a bad thought of his, which collapsed in an instant.

He sat in a daze for a long time, cold to the point where his entire body felt numb. The golden rays of the winter sun passed through the rusty windows and hit the walls, then slowly moved onto his body, leaving behind speckles of light.

He had been poisoned. He had been poisoned by a poison called Qiao Mu. He was sick. He had a lovesick called Qiao Mu.

If he hadn't been on the spur of the moment, wouldn't this be another scene?

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to Linlang Bay. Uncle Li took the car keys from his hand and went to park. He stopped and looked at the bare cherry trees, and his wife's playful, expectant voice seemed to echo in his ears.

"I really want them to blossom now."

His cold, silent face finally changed. His thin lips showed signs of rising, as if he could see his wife shuttling back and forth in the pink rain of flowers.

At the entrance, Aunt Wang took the coat from him. Seeing that he had finished changing into slippers without a word, she shook off the coat and hung it up, then opened her mouth.

"Sir, Madame has returned this morning."

Xi Muqiao's expression was tired, his pinching movement suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned around, scaring Aunt Wang.

He frowned, his black eyes somewhat anxious. "When?"

"It was almost 11 o'clock. I was wondering why she had come back after leaving this morning. It was only three years ago."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I wanted to call you back, but my wife wouldn't let me. She said you were busy, so she just stayed in school and came back for a walk."

Simujo unbuttoned his collar and asked, "What else did Madame say?"

"She said she wanted to eat the golden cod balls I made last night, and I made it for her again. She had a good appetite, and she didn't touch any of the other dishes, only twenty cod balls, which she ate and drank a bowl of corn porridge."

She looked at Xi Muqiao's slightly tired face. "What's wrong with Madame?"

Xi Muqiao shook his head and forced out a smile, "It's fine. I'm just asking, did she say where he went when she left?"

"No, she wouldn't let Little Zhao give it to her. She said that she has money, and she can just take a taxi."

Xi Muqiao nodded and turned to walk upstairs. Aunt Wang asked him what he would like for dinner. He paused and said, "Corn porridge and golden cod balls, right?"

Back in the bedroom, Simuccio rolled up his shirt cuffs to his forearm, pulled out the hem of his shirt from under his trousers, leaned against the bed, and sat cross-legged on the carpet.

He knew that the little lady was shrewd, and had come to Linlang Bay while he was on his way to school, and had eaten her favorite golden cod balls at home while he hurried through the fiery world looking for her.

She knew that if he went to school and couldn't find her, he would first go to her home, or to the hospital. He definitely wouldn't think of her coming back to Linlang Bay, so she just hid there.

That saying that the most dangerous place was the safest place had been brought into reality.

He raised his head to look at the exquisite crystal chandelier above his head and shook his head with a chuckle. "What a clever and clever man!"

After sitting for a while, he got up and put the watch on his wrist on the cabinet. The moment he stood up, he saw a hint of white on the cabinet from the corner of his eyes.