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His body stuck closely to the cold wall, with a hypocritical smile at the corner of his mouth that could not be faked. It was the same smile he had at that time when he was drinking with a waitress at a nightclub!

Being scolded was just a smile! Smile! Smiling!

To treat Yun Ao Tian like this, he could actually use the method of drinking with a servant?

Heh, if I knew this would happen, wouldn't I have just welcomed his repeated verbal attacks?

Why bother about his words?

But it was different …

It's really different...

Why was there nothing after the hypocritical smile on those drinkers' faces, while their hearts were in such pain after that smile?

Who can explain?

Han Yi'er, who was standing in the corridor, had such a fragile heart …

She had never been happy in twenty years, never been happy, but her heart was as strong as a man's. Relying on her weak body, she forcefully resisted the entire family …

However, every time Yun AoTian said those words that were as sharp as knives, she would smile and treat him like her own heart …

He couldn't hold on any longer …

That fake smile slowly faded as he collapsed powerlessly to the ground. His body stuck to the ice-cold wall as tears rolled down his face like a spring.

Her small body was curled up into a tight ball, making her look even more desolate and sorrowful in this desolate mansion …

She, who had withstood too much pressure, collapsed like a hundred-year-old iceberg …

The graceful and gentle her tightly pursed her lips, afraid that she would make a sound that was not harmonious with the silence.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not stop her low cry. Her trembling hands tightly covered her nose and mouth. The sound of crystal clear tears falling on the floor was very clear.

At this moment, she felt that crying out loud was actually a kind of happiness …

The more he hated her, the more hatred he felt! He was paying more attention to his words! Pay more attention! The more heartbroken he would be! When can I be paralyzed? Even when he was numb to the point of pain, he would chuckle. Even when he was smiling, he would chuckle?

After diluting her tears, her increasingly empty eyes became even more hollow.

Her eyes were the window to her heart. From her eyes, it seemed as if she was hinting that her heart was already tightly shut …

Arriving at Old Master Yun's room, Han Yi'er's expression immediately turned soft and indifferent.

These two people who had hurt each other now revealed the same true feelings towards the Yun Family's Patriarch.

Although she had suffered Yun AoTian's abuse, she still did her best to treat Old Master Yun. Perhaps this was her nature, no matter how much she changed, she would not forcefully vent her hatred on someone else.

Today, when she served Old Master Yun, she had the feeling that a cold gaze was staring at her from outside the room.

Looking back, the door was clearly closed. Why was it open now?

Steward Li was standing outside the door when he arrived!

Had he been monitoring him all along? What? Yun AoTian was afraid that he would torture Old Master Yun?

What a joke. It was his responsibility to do what he had done to Old Master Yun, and it would also stop him from talking!

"Before leaving, Young Master instructed me to change the place you live." Housekeeper Li's expressionless face smirked.

Heh, should they change their living quarters?

It didn't matter!

Nodding coldly, he followed the butler and left the villa to the backyard.

His feet stopped in front of a raised stone staircase, and he pulled open the stone steps to reveal a narrow staircase that led to a dark room.

Storage room? His new house?

Han Yi'er glanced at Butler Li, who signalled for her to enter. When she entered, a musty smell and a cold aura surrounded her.

Steward Li, who was standing outside the stone steps, watched her enter with a cold gaze. The corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile.

Walking down the long staircase, he found that a small, narrow and secluded room could be used for living. The bed was so hard that one could die.

But it didn't matter, it seemed like Yun Ao's weather had turned bad in the morning, that's why he used such a method to deal with him right? It's the same no matter where you live.

Putting down her luggage, Han Yi'er was not at all unaccustomed to this sort of desolation. From the countryside to the city, she had suffered far too much. She could grow in a harsh environment, perhaps this was the appearance of a gentle and beautiful girl.

Add to that the fact that her fragile soul was now empty, there was no longer any difficulty at all.

"Put down your things and come out to work!"

Hearing the urging voice, she quickly left the storage room and returned to the mansion with Butler Li …

The servants and maids in the mansion scoffed at him, while the male servants were puzzled.

Now that he thought about it, it made sense. Which maid would not resign after being treated like that by her master? Or was it a maid who'd made a mistake and wouldn't fire her master? On the other hand, Han Yi'er had fallen into the cold palace.

How ridiculous …

Ignoring the attitude of the maids, Han Yi'er busied herself with lunch.

"Is your throat better now?" Aunt Zhang arrived at her side with concern.

He faintly shook his head, unable to say a single word. He didn't know if it was because he couldn't make a sound in the future.

Sigh, talking wasn't necessary, anyway talking to servants in this villa was bad for them, talking to Yun AoTian was a waste of words.

"Take some medicine." Aunt Zhang stuffed a box of medicine into Han Yi'er's hands and left.

Even though she said it was miserable, but no matter if it was Little Xuan or Aunt Zhang, they still took care of her.

Although she said it was warm, she couldn't get too close to them.

This feeling was as painful as falling in love with someone who didn't love him!

"Little Cold!" Butler Li shouted for Han Yi'er in the kitchen. She put down what she was doing and quickly ran into the kitchen.

Seeing Han Yi'er's appearance, Butler Li's eyes were always filled with fear, "Xiao Han, bring this claypot to the servants' dining room." He pulled on a pair of cotton gloves, picked up the casserole from the gas stove, and walked over to her.

He could clearly see that the thing inside the casserole was still boiling. Did he want to catch it himself?

"Hurry up and hand it over!" Butler Li's words were so sharp and urgent.

Was he doing it unintentionally or intentionally?

Was it Yun AoTian's order or was it his nature for him to correct himself?

Was he still not satisfied with last night's matter? What kind of deep hatred did he have that made him deliberately want to torture himself?

Han Yi'er frowned coldly as she retreated a few steps back. Her eyes showed her rejection.

"You're not answering?"

No! Although she could not utter a word, her firm expression was clearly conveyed to Butler Li!

Butler Li didn't get angry, but smiled strangely. "Little Xuan, come here for a bit." Finishing his words, he turned his gaze towards Han Yi'er.

A bad feeling welled up in his heart!