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At this moment, the small storage room was filled with a complicated atmosphere.

Han Yi'er's doubts, Butler Li's unwillingness to accept this and Yun Ao Tian's anger.

Looking around, the ground was filled with moldy food, the damp and cold was accompanied by a burst of stench, it was simply suffocating.

This was Yun Ao Tian's first time coming to this kind of place, and he had never thought that the environment would be this bad. If he did not keep Han Yi'er's wound on his hand, he would never know how cruel he was!

"Butler Li!" As Yun Ao Tian spoke, Han Yi'er, who was sitting on the ground, Housekeeper Li, who was standing not far away, looked at him in unison.

Han Yi'er's eyes were filled with anticipation …

How would Yun AoTian deal with Housekeeper Li? Did he just turn a blind eye? Or righteous?

Housekeeper Li also wanted to see if Yun AoTian would really kill his 30 years of hard work in the Yun Family for this substitute.

However, what kind of verdict would Yun AoTian make in the end?

The atmosphere in the storage room seemed to have frozen. "Zizi, zizi" Following a burst of noise from little mice, the frozen atmosphere was finally broken …

"Go back to your work!" Yun AoTian's words were so plain …

It seemed clear which way the sky was falling...

The corners of Housekeeper Li's mouth curled up in a satisfied smile as he bent his waist slightly. He glanced complacently at the desolate Han Yi'er at the foot of the wall before turning and leaving …

In the face of such an outcome, one shouldn't be surprised...

No one would even care if a steward of an ancient mansion killed a maid. Even though modern times were a legal era, didn't that mean he himself was still alive? Of course, it was just like nothing had happened.

Yun AoTian must have only acted because he was afraid that Butler Li would actually kill him and cause trouble for the Yun Family, right?

Heh, it was just a fantasy, an unceasing fantasy! As long as he had even the slightest bit of goodness, he would let his imagination run wild. When would he be able to completely shake off all the expectations he had of him? Han Yi'er hated herself, hated herself, and couldn't let go of his position in her heart. It was as if the more she tried to erase his position, the more she cared …

Standing in the middle of that suffocating space, Yun AoTian turned his body slowly to face Han Yi'er. Looking at her pale white face and empty gaze, it was as if he had just met her for the first time.

However, it was all because of him!

Should he go over and comfort her? Or just leave like that?

Yun AoTian's heart began to linger around. He could only ask himself not to use her to vent his hatred towards Li Yi'er, but seeing her like this, he was unable to restrain himself from caring and pampering her.

His hand unconsciously felt for the pocket of his suit jacket. Inside his pocket, he found a bottle of ointment …

This was the scalding ointment that he had unknowingly bought when he passed by the pharmacy on his way to work in the morning. The purpose of coming back early was also to give the ointment to her.

His sluggish steps finally moved towards Han Yi'er's desolate, curled up body …

Squatting in front of her, her cold gaze melted as a warm hand extended towards her cold face …

At the moment of contact, a chill invaded his palm …

Cold...

She couldn't feel any of her body temperature, but the sensation was really nostalgic …

Who was it that he missed? Li Yi'er? Could it be her?

"Is it cold?"

Yun AoTian's palm felt so warm, as if it was going to melt her little face. His low and gentle voice was intoxicating. In this dark and secluded space, his gentle actions caused her to yearn for him …

But...

Too late...

He was the one who had crushed his hand until it was rotten. What was the unconcealable look of anticipation in his heart? But what was waiting for?

It was the moldy food that he had asked Butler Li to send over!

When he wanted to go out, he once again issued a ruthless order: Clean the icy water covered swimming pool! It wasn't his fault. Who told him to sign the contract with him? Who told him to be a lowly servant, who told him to be a woman who could sell everything "for money"?

What was Steward Li's verdict when he was about to be killed?

What did each expectation bring?

Why was he showing such an expression now? Why repeat the words and actions of the first encounter? That big hand had given him warmth before, but at the same time, it was also a deadly weapon that tore off his heart!

Actually, even if Yun AoTian had severely punished Housekeeper Li, Han Yi'er would not have been taking pleasure in his misfortune. She merely held onto that last sliver of hope for him! She knew they were going the same way, but she still hoped he was different. However, each time he hoped, he was filled with endless disappointment. At this moment, she even wished she could nod and complain to him about the "pain" for the first time. However, the collapsed fortress in her heart would collapse even more if she were to build it!

Yun AoTian looked at her hands tenderly, the large warm hands slowly leaving her cold face to reach into her rotting hands, his other hand reaching into the pocket with the scalding ointment.

He wanted to apply the medicine for her personally!

However, Han Yi'er's empty eyes gradually turned cold and detached …

"Enough!" He opened his hands, and a stubborn, ice-cold expression appeared on his face. "I don't know what you're up to, but …" With both hands against the wall, he managed to stand up. "You just need to fulfill your promise!"

Commitment? In a split-second, Yun AoTian stopped his movements as he slowly stood up, his gaze gradually turning cold.

What promises does he keep?

'Ao Tian, I want you to love me for the rest of your life. This is our promise.

'Mm '

Li Yi'er's words echoed in his mind. From head to toe, he didn't betray their promise, but what about her? Looking at Han Yi'er, Li Yi'er's figure seemed to overlap with her own …

Hatred filled his eyes. His expression was so gloomy …

That was the way it should be, from beginning to end. Since the wrong encounter had already occurred, it was fine as long as they avoided the wrong again.

There was no hatred in this world for no reason. Since he hated her and she did not want any more mistakes to occur, she would let him hate her enough! There was nothing that could be done about it anyway …

Facing Yun AoTian who had returned to his previous cold and hateful expression, Han Yi'er's heart seemed to have been 'satisfied' with that, because …

She had already gotten used to his ruthlessness and was even more unwilling to accept his occasional good points. It was just as Han Yi'er was thinking; there was really nothing she could do about it now …

"What kind of promise do I have with you?" Yun AoTian's cold words struck at her heart.

Did he want to go back on his word?

Or was he already despicable enough to tell himself to work hard with hope, and end his hard work by saying, "What kind of promise do I have with you"? Han Yi'er frowned and clenched her fists, "I'm going out now!" After saying that, she staggered towards the door …