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From Gong Wan’er's point of view, it was not that she had saved his life, but that he had helped her pass a boring night. It turned out that when one was alone, no matter how terrible the situation, it was good to have someone by one's side.

"Baby, are you scared?" Gong Wan’er rubbed his lower abdomen and asked gently. The scene tonight was indeed a little 'bloody'.

Then, Gong Wan’er said softly, "If you're afraid, then pretend you didn't see it, like a fish's memories." Only seven seconds.

That's right!

Gong Wan’er suddenly thought of something, he walked to the side of the window and sealed them, preventing his enemies from coming to him.

The TV show was still going on, and Gong Wan’er was no longer in the mood to watch it. He hadn't thought that he would encounter such a thing on the first night he came here. What she did not know was that, for a moment, she felt that the man's overbearing tone was extremely similar to Mo Zhaoyun's. Perhaps there was a reason why she was willing to save him.

Life was really filled with uncertainty, just like how Gong Wan’er did not know that he would meet such a man with a gunshot wound, nor did he know what kind of story would happen between the two of them.

After sitting in the living room for an unknown period of time, Gong Wan’er finally started to get tired. She turned out the light and went into the bedroom, where the world seemed to be silent, ready for the next dawn.

… ….

And in another city, Mo Zhaoyun was madly thinking about Gong Wan’er. With his coat in hand, he walked in the parking lot of the residential complex in a dejected manner, ready to head upstairs.

For the entire day, so many people were unable to find Gong Wan’er, but she seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth.

Just as he was about to take out his key to open the door, he heard a voice calling from behind him, "Uncle!"

It was Xuan Xuan, and he even called him "Uncle".

Mo Zhaoyun paused and turned his head slightly, seeing Xuan Xuan standing at the side uneasily.

"Uncle, is Auntie home? I haven't seen her for a long time. " Xuan Xuan asked with his young and tender voice, while dodging as he looked at Mo Zhaoyun.

I hadn't seen her for a long time. It felt like a century.

"Not home." Mo Zhaoyun replied indifferently. He opened the door and was just about to take a step when he turned and said to Xuan Xuan: "Go home quickly." He went into the apartment and closed the door.

What he did not see was that at first, Xuan Xuan was shocked, but after a few seconds, he revealed a happy smile. Even though he was still young, he understood that his most beloved "father" rarely cared for him and wanted him to return home early.

After closing the door, Mo Zhaoyun turned on the light, put down his clothes and changed his shoes. What he saw was an empty house.

He didn't know why he said "Hurry up and go home" to Xuan Xuan. Perhaps at that moment, he felt that he and Xuan Xuan were on the same side, that they were both thinking of Gong Wan’er.

He smiled bitterly and walked in, sitting on the sofa that Gong Wan’er loved the most, as if he was hugging her.

With so many people by his side in the day, it was not easy to express his feelings. At night, when he was alone, he thought about Gong Wan’er more and more.

Night, if you were to see me like this, you would definitely not say that I love Chu Ning anymore.

After sitting on the sofa for a long time, Mo Zhaoyun finally stood up after his legs became numb. He went to the study room, but Gong Wan’er was probably nowhere to be seen.

He took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet and poured it into a goblet. Then, he drank it all in one gulp. The entire process was completed in one go. One glass after another, until the bottle ran out, he threw the bottle, and the glass shattered to pieces on the floor, just like he was now in a very bad mood.

How could he not find it?

Mo Zhaoyun picked up his phone, dialed Mo Zhi's number, and said: "Mo Zhi, I'll give you guys another day. If you still can't find Yue'er, scram!" With that, he hung up and left his phone on the table.

His eyes were shining. Although he had drank a lot, he knew that he was very clear-headed, to the point where he couldn't help but miss Gong Wan’er. This was the most painful thing.

He took his phone, called Gong Wan’er's number, and called him. The voice that transmitted over was still that cold mechanical female voice.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been shut down."

Throughout the day, he made numerous phone calls. He held onto a sliver of hope, but it all turned into disappointment.

He threw the phone aside and it rolled to the side, dying. The next second, the screen was already dark.

Later, when I find you.

Wait for me.

Find you.

Mo Zhaoyun said silently in his heart, and Gong Wan’er's appearance slowly surfaced in his mind. Not only that, Gong Wan’er who was smiling, was crying, sleeping, and running, all of them were so vivid.

He laughed, closed his eyes, and tried to catch Gong Wan’er, but failed to do so. Even though he knew it was an illusion, he was still immersed in it.

The night outside the window was still bustling with noise and noise. All kinds of lights were being lit incessantly, as if it was a city that never sleeps. And at Mo Zhaoyun's place, the world slowly darkened and he also fell asleep. This way, he could temporarily forget the fact that Gong Wan’er was not around.

What he didn't know was what would happen if he broke his phone.

The next day, when Mo Zhaoyun woke up from his stupor, he found that he was actually sleeping in the study room.

What time is it?

He scanned the room and saw the phone lying silently at the side. He walked closer, picked it up, found that he couldn't turn it on, and tossed it aside.

He went to his bedroom, washed his face, changed his clothes, and then went downstairs with his briefcase.

Just as he was about to drive, he heard the sound of someone knocking on his window. He looked outside and saw that it was Chu Ning. He rolled down the window with an impatient look on his face.

"Boss Mo." Chu Ning laughed and continued to speak, "I heard that Miss Gong left." How could she not know that the company was in an uproar.

"Anything else?" Mo Zhaoyun asked indifferently.

Chu Ning was still smiling, and said: "Aunt wants us to go home for dinner."

Since when did you need her to tell you to come home for dinner?

Mo Zhaoyun snorted coldly, as he looked towards Chu Ning.

Chu Ning thought that Mo Zhaoyun would say "okay", and looked at him with anticipation. However, she didn't expect him to say, "Miss Chu, have you heard of something?"

"What do you mean?"

Mo Zhaoyun's mouth revealed a ridiculing smile, he stared at Chu Ning and said: "The people here know their own worth."

Seeing Chu Ning's embarrassed expression, he continued: "Forget about me having a wife now, even if I don't, you won't be able to enter my Mo Clan's gate."

After saying that, Mo Zhaoyun drove away, and did not see Chu Ning who was slumped on the ground, nor her angry look.

Very quickly, Mo Zhaoyun arrived at the company and followed him into the office.

Without waiting for Mo Zhaoyun to ask, Mo Zhi spoke first, "Boss Mo, I've found Madam."

Mo Zhaoyun was startled for a second, and asked: "Where is she?"

"We checked all the airlines yesterday and found that one of the employees was a friend of the lady. She bought a plane ticket for Madame, and she lost the record. "

Mo Zhi still wanted to continue explaining, but he was interrupted by him, "Just tell me where she is."

"In the neighboring city." Mo Zhi replied.

Without thinking, Mo Zhaoyun immediately said: "Hurry up and book a plane ticket, it's the earliest." With a face that did not conceal his joy, Gong Wan’er finally returned to his line of sight.

Mo Zhi was in a difficult situation, "Boss Mo, I've booked a plane ticket for you, but ten minutes ago, we took off, the next plane will be in two hours."

"Why didn't you call me?" Mo Zhaoyun was a little angry, and knocked on the table with his fingers.

"Yes, his phone is off." Mo Zhi replied.

Only now did Mo Zhaoyun remember that he broke his phone last night. He slapped his head in frustration and said, "Get me a plane."

"Yes." Mo Zhi immediately said, and went out to get the plane.

There was only Mo Zhaoyun in the office, he was extremely excited. At the same time, he was also worried about what kind of expression Gong Wan’er would have when she saw him, whether she was happy or disliked him. That's right, she did hate him. If she left, would she already hate him? So, she didn't want to see him again?

Evening, I'm coming. But would you be unhappy? However, I clearly knew that if I didn't go, the two of us would have no future. I want to have you around, and I don't want to be in a city without you.

At this time, Mo Zhaoyun's feelings were extremely complicated. Twenty minutes later, he was on a plane to the next city, looking for his beauty.

Evening, wait for me.

… ….

When Gong Wan’er woke up, the sky was already bright. She stretched and got out of bed. He looked out the window and saw that the weather was very good.

"Good morning, baby." Gong Wan’er said gently. She hadn't realized yet that she was already used to having babies.

She went downstairs. The person on the sofa was gone. Could he have gone to the bathroom? She searched for him but couldn't find him. She walked to the side of the tea table and saw that there was a piece of paper on it, with the words "Liang Zixuan" written on it.

"Liang Zixuan?" Gong Wan’er muttered, and continued, "Why does it look like the name of a child?"

She smiled and threw the note aside. It seemed that the person had left. Then she went into the kitchen and made herself breakfast.

The current her, thought that he was only a passerby. She didn't know what the three words Liang Zixuan signified, nor did she know what kind of story existed between them.

After finishing his breakfast, Gong Wan’er had nothing to do. In the past, she could still invite Liu Beibei out for a meal and stroll around the streets.

"I wonder if Bebe came looking for me." Gong Wan’er sighed, thinking whether he should give Liu Beibei a call. If she did, she would definitely be very worried. She might not even know that she had already left.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it later."

At this time, she finally realized what it felt like to be bored to the extreme. He had to find something to do, and in the end, Gong Wan’er still carried his bag out of the house.

She strolled along the street and unknowingly arrived in front of a hospital.

Why don't we go and have a checkup?