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Mo Zhaoyun pressed the answer button and asked: What's the matter?

"Boss Mo, it's already very late." Mo Zhi said.

Mo Zhaoyun gently took out his phone and looked at the time on the screen. It was already 10: 30, and he had originally been able to sleep so soundly by Gong Wan’er's side.

"Boss Mo, are you still there?" Mo Zhi asked.

Mo Zhaoyun suddenly thought of something. Earlier, he asked Mo Zhi to send two people to follow Gong Wan’er, so why would he let her go? Why did she just watch as she left?

"Mo Zhi, I told you to send someone to follow Wu Er previously, did you not do it?" Mo Zhaoyun spoke softly, but he could still feel the anger in his tone.

"Yes."

"Then why is it late now?" Mo Zhaoyun asked angrily, his body emitting the aura that would only appear in a shopping mall.

Mo Zhi paused for a while, and then said: "The two requested leave yesterday." Mo Zhi did not agree with them, but those two were brothers, and there was a happy occasion at home. Coincidentally, the Mo’s Father had called him home to eat, so he did not have the time to look for the other two.

It was as if the heavens had arranged all of this.

"Leave of absence? Working under me, Mo Zhaoyun, and you can even ask for leave? "Go and teach them a lesson. Let them know what happens when they ruin me." Mo Zhaoyun paused for a moment, then continued, "And you, if you can't find Wu Er, then scram as well."

With that said, Mo Zhaoyun hung up and threw his phone.

Mo Zhaoyun walked towards the bedroom and walked to the side of the wardrobe. There was a wardrobe which was split into two parts. One part was the suit and shirt, which belonged to Mo Zhaoyun, and the other part was the clothes made from various colored materials, which belonged to Gong Wan’er. He remembered that when the season changed, he would ask Mo Zhi to bring new clothes to Gong Wan’er, but he didn't wear them, she didn't even take them with his.

He stretched out his hand and touched her, as if Gong Wan’er was right beside him and he was touching her.

After a while, he calmed himself down, took his clothes, and changed into them.

He walked to the side of the bed and wanted to take his wallet, but there was a piece of paper on it. It was obviously Gong Wan’er's handwriting, so he slowly picked it up and sat on the bed, reading it word by word.

Summoning:

I went away, to a far place, and I hope you didn't come looking for me.

These days, I know, neither of us has been happy. So I chose to leave, to free myself and you. It's fine if you say that I'm selfish, that I'm not in charge, but at this point, I don't want to work anymore, and you don't want to come looking for me either.

In the beginning, I thought of Xuan Xuan as my own son, but later on, Lin Wanxiang told me that you fell in love with Chu Ning, so you two were family. Many times, we need a reason. I've thought about it ten thousand times, but I haven't found a reason to stay by your side.

All this time, my heart was in pain, even though I had a baby in my belly. Sometimes when I touched him, I would think, As a parent, we have let him down. But what could he do?

I admit that after we were married, I was happy, happy to the point where a possessive desire came to my heart, to possess you and become mine alone. Later on, I realized that you couldn't belong to me alone. You had to split it into parts for your parents, for the company, for me, for your friends. But later on, I accepted all of these things only to discover that you still have to share the remaining parts of me with Chu Ning and Xuan Xuan. I couldn't take it, so I left.

I had a divorce agreement in the drawer, which I had signed, and my wedding ring in it.

Even so, I hope that you will be happy, forget about me and the baby, goodbye, don't look for me.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at the two words "Night", and couldn't help but tear up. He touched the words on it with his hand. Gong Wan’er might have cried, for some of the words were already smeared. He could imagine Gong Wan’er writing a letter on the table, and could also imagine her crying.

He reached out and opened the drawer. Inside lay a divorce agreement and a ring. He reached for it, reached for it, but closed it anyway.

"Evening, I won't sign the divorce agreement. Turn the world upside down, I want to find you too."

Mo Zhaoyun thought in his heart, then looked at the letter Gong Wan’er left him. So it turns out that she was still mistaken about him liking Chu Ning. In his impression, Gong Wan’er was cheerful and lively, but from the words that were written in the letter, Mo Zhaoyun could feel her pain, his patience, and her despair. After going through all of this, how much more mature had she become, but the Gong Wan’er that Mo Zhaoyun hoped for, was actually a little girl who could be willful at any time.

The strength with which he held the paper gradually increased. Although he had some skill over the mall, he could not even protect his own wife. He rolled the letter into a ball and threw it down hard on the ground.

In the next second, he knelt on the ground and picked up the ball of paper. Carefully opening it up, he took another look at it, it was probably the only tangible object that Gong Wan’er left him. With just a few hundred words, Gong Wan’er actually said three times, "Don't go find her." How could he not look for her?

After that, he carefully folded the letter and gently placed it in his wallet, as if Gong Wan’er had always been there for him.

Not long after, Mo Zhaoyun straightened his clothes and quickly walked out of the apartment. He was going to look for Gong Wan’er. After the door closed, the apartment returned to its previous calm, as if none of this had happened.

Ten thirty in the morning, the neighboring city.

Gong Wan’er pulled a luggage and stood in front of a white house. This was originally Gong Jiande's house, and once, he gave it to Gong Wan’er as a gift. She wanted to leave Mo Zhaoyun and go somewhere else.

She glanced at the house, then pulled her suitcase into the villa. Inside the villa, there wasn't much furniture. It was simple, the colors were all cold, and it didn't have any fancy colors. It was just according to Gong Wan’er's taste. But it was too big. Living alone seemed empty.

With a sigh, she casually entered a room and placed her luggage inside. She remembered that Gong Jiande once said that someone would clean the villa regularly.

"There should be quilts or something like that." Gong Wan’er talked to himself as he walked to the side of the closet. One by one, he opened the door and saw a clean blanket and sheets at the bottom.

After laying down the bed, he comfortably lay down. After running for an entire night, he could finally have a good rest. She touched her belly, gently, gently.

"Baby, we're at a new place." Gong Wan’er spoke softly, as if he was an amiable mother.

As if the baby in her stomach could feel Gong Wan’er's words, her reaction was to let Gong Wan’er feel the pain.

Gong Wan’er frowned, then laughed out, and said: "Baby, you can hear mother's words, right? Now, we are beginning a new life, and we have to be happy. " The current Gong Wan’er didn't think in the slightest that he had made a decision to beat this child to death. Maybe Gong Wan’er would change his mind unknowingly.

She laid down for a while, but Mo Zhaoyun's face unconsciously appeared in her mind.

Mo Zhaoyun, is he looking for me right now? Or could it be that the family of three would happily go to Mo’s Father's house to eat with Chu Ning and her son? She couldn't help but recall what happened last night.

When Mo Zhaoyun fell into a deep sleep, Gong Wan’er slowly opened her eyes. She raised her head and looked at Mo Zhaoyun. Was he dreaming? There was even a smile on his face.

She laughed, too, and after a few seconds her heart was slowly filled with bitterness. She gently removed Mo Zhaoyun's arm from her waist and then carefully sat up. Mo Zhaoyun seemed to have felt Gong Wan’er's actions as his large hand seized Gong Wan’er's waist and hugged it. Gong Wan’er felt helpless. After a few minutes, he once again pulled Mo Zhaoyun's hands and slowly got out of bed to help Mo Zhaoyun cover himself with the blanket.

Gently, she picked up her cell phone and saw the text message. It said, "It's been taken care of for you. The record has been erased." Gong Wan’er laughed, deleted the text, and gently put it down. She opened the drawer and saw the signed divorce agreement. She took off her wedding ring and placed it on top. The whole action was so smooth that she had already imagined it many times in her mind.

Then she took pen and paper and wrote a tearful letter. wrote these few hundred words in an intermittent manner, as if she had vented all of her emotions during this period of time.

But then she laughed, relieved.

Perhaps, she thought, it was time to let go.

Then she packed her clothes and gently zipped up the suitcase. She walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and gently kissed Mo Zhaoyun's lips. However, she felt Mo Zhaoyun was replying to her. She was shocked, could he be awake? She quickly dodged and stood fearfully aside. 's heart only calmed down after his breathing returned to a uniform state.

She smiled, changed her clothes, and left the apartment. This time, she did not look back.

Thinking about this, Gong Wan’er closed her eyes, her heart felt like it was being ripped off, and everything seemed to be over. But Gong Wan’er knew, she still needed a period of time to heal, to get used to her days alone. When she left the apartment, Gong Wan’er felt that the smile on her face contained a force that was assaulting the uncertainty in her heart.

"Gong Wan’er, from today onwards, you are going to grow up." Gong Wan’er encouraged himself in his heart. In the past, she could ignore everything when she had her dad and Mo Zhaoyun by her side, but now she couldn't. Life like this was forcing her to grow up.

She smiled and slowly closed her eyes, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief in her heart.