Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

"gone?"

Uncle Ming approached the living room with a hoarse voice: "Yes, Miss Shi Huan just left." He glanced at Gao Zhiman who was sitting expressionlessly on the sofa, and couldn't help but speak for Mu Shihuan, "Young Madam, Shi Huan Miss Huan, she really..."

"What she does has nothing to do with me."

"Young lady..."

Gao Zhiman raised her eyes and looked at him: "I can't care about her, meet her, let alone be alone with her, Uncle Ming, you should know that being able to come back is already my biggest concession. Is it good? She wants to be redeemed, what about me?"

It was a very flat question, and there seemed to be no emotional ups and downs in his tone.

Rather...

Uncle Ming choked.

Gao Zhiman lowered her eyes, pulled her lips, and her voice became more and more indifferent: "The traces will never be erased. This is what she owes to the Mu family, to him, and even to me. Uncle Ming, do you still think it's cruel?"

"Young Madam..." Uncle Ming hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head, "Are you blaming me?"

"What's the point of saying that now?"

"sorry."

The darkness flashed across Gao Zhiman's eyes, Gao Zhiman stood up, restrained the eagerness to move in his heart, and did not answer his words: "I'm leaving."

Uncle Ming was startled, apparently not expecting it.

"Young Madam?!" After reacting, he hurriedly asked to stay, "Aren't you going to stay for a while? The company... and Miss Shi Huan, she left yesterday..."

"I should have left yesterday." Gao Zhiman interrupted him.

If Li Jingyan hadn't stopped her at the airport.

Li Jingyan...

Suddenly, those seemingly random but threatening words reappeared in her mind——

"Mrs. Mu, what you think and do has nothing to do with me, but Mu Shihuan is my wife, and my people are not easy to bully. When you need her, she is your Mu family. If you don't need her, you can't wait to drive her out." The Mu family, Mrs. Mu... how can there be such a good thing in this world?"

He seems to know everything, so he warns her.

Heh, but who would have thought that Li Jingyan avoided Mu Shihuan like a snake and scorpion back then, but now for Mu Shihuan...

"Young lady..."

Uncle Ming's voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

Gao Zhiman regained consciousness: "Needless to say, I have to go back."

There is no home here for her.

Her home...was destroyed long ago.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Uncle Ming knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless, but he couldn't help but try again: "Young Madam, Miss Shi Huan asked me a question before leaving."

He glanced at Gao Zhiman.

"Miss Shi Huan asked, where she...was living before she was found, asked if you knew, and asked you..." He smiled wryly and sighed, "Young Madam, I am afraid that Miss Shi Huan will regain her memory, and I am afraid that she will Not recovered, if she..."

Gao Zhiman twitched her lips slightly, as if laughing at herself, and at the same time mocking Uncle Ming's worry: "Since I did it, what are you afraid of? Isn't it also for her own good?"

"I……"

"Uncle Ming," Gao Zhiman interrupted him, her expression was indifferent and no one could see what she was thinking clearly, "Isn't she taking responsibility for the Mu family what you want to see? Does it make a difference if you restore your memory or not?"

Uncle Ming opened his mouth.

"So be it."

"Young lady!"

Uncle Ming called her to stop, and after hesitating to speak a few times, he cautiously and tentatively brought up another topic: "Young Madam, when you come back next time, can... can you take Master Shen... "

"impossible!"

With a sudden hostility, Gao Zhiman unconsciously raised his voice.

Uncle Ming's eyes were full of bitterness and begging: "Young Madam, no one knows whether the master's illness will recover one day, Master Shen..."

"If I say it's impossible, then it's impossible!" Gao Zhiman's face finally changed, three points angry and seven points mocking, "I don't have a husband anymore, why, you want me to lose my son again?"

The hope was completely annihilated, and Uncle Ming's eyes dimmed. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth, and his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't make a sound.

In the end, he could only watch Gao Zhiman resolutely leave with a cold face.

Not long after, the sound of the engine sounded.

Uncle Ming stood stiffly on the spot. After a long time, he walked towards the second floor with slightly heavy steps.

outside the villa.

A black car parked quietly where no one noticed.

"Boss, Gao Zhiman has already left Mu's old house, and the plane will leave in three hours, do you want to do something?"

……

After leaving the old house, Mu Shihuan did not go back to Nanshan Villa, but went to the suburban cemetery.

The pace of early winter has already quietly approached, and Mu Shihuan felt that the sky in Jiangcheng was quite cold, especially when it was getting dark, the cold wind was raging, blowing the coldness straight into her body.

After ordering Senior One and Senior Two not to approach, she slowly walked to Mu Jingzhou's tomb step by step.

The photo seems to be stained a little gray.

Mu Shihuan stretched out his hand, and carefully wiped it off.

"Dad..." she called softly, her voice trembling slightly.

Inexplicable emotions rushed to her heart quietly, and she felt uncontrollably uncomfortable.

She knelt down.

"Sorry……"

Only this sentence, she has no other words, just kneeling with her back straight, looking at the photo without blinking.

Like atonement, but also like silent companionship.

Cold wind blows.

It was getting darker and colder.

This darkness seemed to give people the illusion of being overwhelmed.

……

When she returned to Nanshan Villa, Mo Shihuan was still in a low mood. She knew it shouldn't be like this, but she just couldn't control it.

Aunt Xu prepared dinner early, she has no appetite, even if Xiaoqi came and played around, she couldn't get any interest.

Aunt Xu was very worried, she was fine tomorrow, she wanted to ask, but she knew that as a servant, she couldn't ask too much, and she shouldn't ask.

She can only be anxious.

In the end, she tentatively persuaded: "Ma'am, you should eat more. Your menstrual period is not over yet. A woman must pay more attention to her body during her menstrual period. If you don't eat, the husband should be worried when he knows."

Mu Shihuan blinked slightly.

Li Jingyan...

There was a voice in her heart bewitching her, she took out her phone, thinking that he should get off the plane by now, after a moment of hesitation, she pressed the string of numbers.

"beep……"

Before I thought about it, it rang a few times and the phone was cut off.

Mu Shihuan was stunned.

With a beating heart, she was inexplicably uneasy, and various thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Buzzing—"

After an unknown amount of time, the phone vibrated in the palm of my hand.

Mu Shihuan lowered her eyes, and the word "husband" flashed clearly on the screen.

She stabilized her mind and answered, "Hello."

"Something happened just now."

A deep and imperceptible soft voice penetrated into his ears, which was an explanation, and Mu Shihuan suddenly felt that the haze in his heart had been dispelled a lot.

She asked, lowering her voice unconsciously: "Did I bother you?"

"No." Li Jingyan seemed to be in a bad mood when she heard her tone, and frowned slightly. He checked the news while maintaining the phone with her, and finally saw the report from Gao Yi.

"What happened?" he asked, a trace of coldness lingering quietly.

Mu Shihuan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the letter that Uncle Ming gave her but she hadn't opened it, he hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head in denial: "It's nothing."

There was no sound.

"It's really okay..." she repeated, not knowing whether she was comforting Li Jingyan or herself.

"Are you sure?" Li Jingyan asked patiently.

Mo Shihuan paused for a moment, and then he came to his senses. After he came back, he could clearly see what he looked like in the first and second grades, and he might have reported it to him long ago. Isn't she lying openly when she said she was fine.

Clenching her fingers, she tried to explain: "I..."

"The Mu family is not your responsibility."

A faint sentence interrupted her, and there was no emotional ups and downs, and it could even be said that there was a kind of indifference that had nothing to do with her.

Mu Shihuan was stunned.

"Can……"

Her lips twitched, she almost wanted to say that Mu Jingzhou's death was a psychological obstacle she couldn't overcome, and the Mu family was her responsibility, she had no choice, let alone escape, she was just... sad, feeling helpless.

But in the end, she held back.

Mu Jingzhou died in a "plane crash", and the entire upper class in Jiangcheng knew it. She couldn't say it, at least not until the truth was found out.

Biting her lip, she remained silent.

Li Jingyan could more or less guess what she was thinking, and because of this, the coldness in his eyes gathered even more.

"Then wait for me to come back," he said flatly, "I said before, you are Mrs. Li, and I will support you in everything. Forgot? Huh?"

His words were like warmth, flowing into her body at once, and then spreading to the whole body.

Mu Shihuan acted like a baby unconsciously: "I haven't forgotten..."

Cursing her lips slightly, Li Jingyan snorted and said, "Be good, wait for me to come back."

The haze gradually dissipated, and the corners of Mo Shihuan's lips couldn't help but slightly twitch.

"Oh, that……"

Still wanting to say something, a voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

"Jingyan, you..."

It was not very clear, and the voice stopped suddenly, only the voice of a strange woman could be heard.

Mu Shihuan was stunned for two seconds, thinking that he left in a hurry, and what he said before had something to do, and suddenly felt that he must have disturbed him.

"If you're busy..."

"I'm not busy, I'm fine," Li Jingyan stopped her, very patient, and even didn't want to hang up the phone, "Mrs. Li, is there anything else you want to tell me? Huh?"

Obviously it should be a word of concern, but for some reason, when it comes out of this mature man with a vicious tongue, Mo Shihuan always feels a bit flirtatious and indecent.

"No." She subconsciously blurted out.

In the next second, the deliberately lowered voice came again.

"Mr. Li..."

"Jingyan..."

Mu Shihuan blinked and said in a low voice, "Go ahead, I'm fine."

After all, she didn't wait for the man to say anything, and hung up the phone directly.

When the screen went dark, she realized that she didn't tell him about Li Nianhuai. After all, she didn't ask what Li Nianhuai's last sentence meant, so now that she thought about it, she felt...unreasonable.

……

With a slight "snap", the phone was thrown on the table.

After twisting a cigarette and lighting it, Li Jingyan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

Darkness disappeared in a flash, he raised his eyes, his eyes swept towards the opposite side indifferently like a knife, under the blue and white smoke, his handsome face was slightly blurred, but he couldn't hide the coldness no matter what.