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Mu Yurou got up from his arms and looked at him as he shook his head.

"Thank you very much, but I don't think the matter is serious enough to leave!"

At this time, she still didn't know that a deep rift had been torn between her and that person.

When she said this, she didn't say anything more. Behind her, Shui Yuehan kept honking his horn. He took out a pen from his pocket, took her hand and wrote a series of phone calls on her palm.

"This is my phone number. If you need anything, just call me. I won't leave this city for the time being!"

Mu Wenwen returned to her small apartment and washed her face with cold water. Suddenly, she recalled the phone that was left in her palm just now. When she opened it, it was already a bit blurry.

She had never thought of taking the initiative to leave unless he gave up first.

There was no change in the world around her. She quietly stood in front of the large glass window and slowly closed her eyes. Although she knew this method wouldn't help her, she still lied to herself, thinking that tears wouldn't come out.

Actually, she wasn't someone who liked to cry, but after following him, her tears never stopped. She would be angered by him to cry, and she would also be moved by his tears.

Afterwards, after sleeping on the soft couch for a while, she was finally able to recover some energy. After cleaning up, she rushed back to his house. She didn't know what she was going to get next, but she didn't want to leave the place where he was.

But that day she waited all night for him to come back. She wanted to call him and ask him, but found that she didn't have a cell phone. She wanted to call him from her home phone, but she couldn't even remember his phone number.

Since she had moved into the house, he rarely stayed up late at night. Even if he was late at the party, he would come back, sometimes sleeping in another bedroom for fear of waking her up, and the next morning would appear at the dining table to eat breakfast with her in a refreshed mood.

So he didn't come home that night, and she didn't sleep at all. The next morning, she got up and rushed into the dining room, but what awaited her was Old Gu's somewhat embarrassed smile. She then turned around and ran upstairs to look at all the bedrooms, but there wasn't a single person around.

He really … He didn't come back.

She sat down on the bed in her bedroom with a cold feeling in her heart. Could it be … They were going to remain in a stalemate like this?

It wasn't that she was against his revenge, but why did she drag everyone who wasn't related to her into it?

Yes, yes, perhaps she had not experienced those things so she did not understand his pain. On the contrary, he was not her … … He would not understand how she cared about those who had given her warmth!

After sighing in her heart, she still asked Lao Gu for his phone number and called him from his landline. However, just as the phone rang, he heard her voice and hung up. She just stood there, holding the phone.

Old Gu hurriedly consoled her.

"Mistress, don't worry about it. Young Master has been angry these past few days. Just wait for a few days to let it go!" "Between the two of them, there's no such thing as stumbling or tripping over each other …"

She put down the phone and didn't say anything. She packed up her things and went to the clinic without eating breakfast, but she knew that this time, she wasn't like before, when she was coaxing him and he teased her once more to get back on track.

However, what she had not expected was that he had not returned for many days. The weather had gradually turned cold, and the house was like a huge icehouse, even with the heating going on.

She also called him many times, but he never answered. Although Lao Gu didn't say it, she also knew that he had secretly called him many times, but he still didn't show himself.

All the words he wanted to say in apology were buried in his stomach. The warmth that remained in his heart also gradually cooled down as he waited like this day after day.

It was the first snow in the city, and when she woke up in the morning she found a cell phone on the headboard. It was the same style, the same low-key, sharp gray, the same complex dragon design, but it was new.

He's back!

She extended her fingers to stroke the slightly protruding mark. Suddenly, her nose felt sore, and she stood up in pleasant surprise. She grabbed her phone and rushed out without even putting on her coat, but when she searched the entire mansion, she couldn't find him.

Old Gu hurriedly dragged her into the fully heated room and sighed.

"Young Master came back in the early morning and stayed for a while …" "He left again …"

Mu Wenwen felt that besides the self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth, there was no other way to dispel the sadness and pain in his heart.

After a busy day in the clinic, the only people who came back to greet her at night were Old Gu and the servants.

Lying in bed in the dead of night, she hesitated for a long time with her phone before finally dialing his number.

As the beep sounded, her heart was thumping. She didn't know if he was still going to hang up, nor did she know what she would say if he picked up the phone.

Just as she was fretting over her thoughts, the sound of a phone being connected came from the other end of the line. Her heart trembled and she opened her mouth to say something, but before she could even utter a sound, there came a vague voice from the other end.

She was not someone who had not done anything before. She could hear what the voice meant. It was as if someone had struck her heart with a heavy, blunt instrument. It was clearly very painful, yet she could not make a single sound.

All the strength that supported her to walk was suddenly withdrawn. Her pale face was frozen where she stood. Her phone trembled as it slipped from her hand and fell onto the bed.

She could hear the woman's seductive voice from the other end of the phone, "Second Young Master, who's so depressing? Why are you calling me at this time?"

After that was his ice-cold voice, which made one's heart turn cold. Word by word, he sent those words into her ears, penetrating her eardrums, directly into her cerebral cortex, destroying all of her self-righteous strength and … Persistence.

He said, "A woman who betrayed me..."

She could not hear what they said and did afterwards.

The sound of her packing caused Old Gu to wake up. He rushed up the stairs and was shocked when he saw how teary her face was as she carried her suitcase and was about to leave.

"Wife, what's going on? Why did you suddenly want to move away? "

Although the two of them had been in the cold war for so long, and the young master didn't want to come home every night, he saw that his wife had no intention of giving up. Every day, she would quietly go to work and live by herself, so calm that he almost forgot that they were in the cold war.

But what happened tonight?

Mu Wenwen didn't know that he had the strength to push Old Gu away, so he carried his luggage and rushed out. Old Gu chased after him, anxious to keep up.

"Ay, ma'am —"

Old Gu's worried shout came from behind him. Mu dyed rushed out without a care. The cold winter night, the bone-piercing cold wind had instantly penetrated her clothes, stabbed into her ice-cold skin and then seeped into her bone marrow.

She had never had the impulse to flee this place like this before. Just being stuck here for a second was the ultimate torment and irony.

A woman who betrayed me! His words were even colder than this bone-chilling wind, and they repeatedly lingered on the tip of her heart. But Gu Mo Cheng, I have betrayed you, but my body has never betrayed you! What's more … I don't think I betrayed you by doing that!

After she resolutely left, Old Gu anxiously made a call to Gu Mo City. On the other end of the phone, a cold voice rang out. He was anxious to the point that he couldn't think of any solution.

In a room that was filled with an enchanting aura.

An ear-piercing phone rang. The man suddenly stood up to get the phone. She was pushed onto the bed by him in a moment of surprise. The man looked at the phone with a cold expression and threw two words towards her.

"Continue!"