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"Alright, why are you so depressed this early in the morning? Hurry up and eat, the porridge is about to turn cold! " She raised her head and smiled at him, but in Han Xin's eyes, she felt that her smile was forced.

But he didn't want to spoil her mood any longer, so he nodded.

"By the way, Ah Xin, do you know that city in the backyard … "Greenhouse?"

"Greenhouse? The one that was abandoned in the back garden for a long time? "I know, what's wrong …"

She suddenly approached him with a mysterious look and asked in a low voice, "Then do you know who is in charge right now? "Also, are there any particularly skilled people in this family?"

Han Xin blinked his eyes and thought, then shook his head: "I didn't notice. When I was young, I often went there with my big brother, but after that, I didn't know why, so I went less. If you didn't say so, I would have forgotten. It should have been abandoned a long time ago, right? Why are you suddenly interested in this? And the person you are talking about, other than me and my brother, there's only Han Yang in this family right? What? Did he do something bad? "

"Han Yang?" The name seemed familiar.

That's right, the man in black who brought her out from the wedding that day, wasn't he Han Yang?

"Can he draw?"

"Painting? I don't know. If you want to know, I'll help you ask. However, sister-in-law, why are you suddenly so concerned about him? "Could it be …"

Seeing Han Xin's mischievous smile, which was becoming more and more outrageous, she immediately glared at him.

But is Han Yang really the figure inside the castle?

If so, why was he always avoiding her? Could it be that it was because she was Han Mo's wife that he didn't dare approach her?

But he didn't look like such a shy person. But if that figure was not Han Yang, who else could it be?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He felt that even that figure had started to become indistinct.

Han Xin drank his porridge absentmindedly as he glanced at her from time to time. Suddenly, he had a plan in his mind, "You said earlier that you wanted to find the whereabouts of your brother, that's why you married my brother. If you find your brother, will you leave him?"

"Of course!" Qiao Xinran answered without thinking.

If not for her brother, how could she have married the demon Han Mo?

When Han Xin heard her words, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile, and his expression became a lot more relaxed.

"Let me help you find your brother!"

"Ah?" Really? Are you serious? " Qiao Xinran asked a few questions in a row, afraid that she heard wrongly.

"Yes, I'll help you find your little brother." You tell me everything you know, and then I'll send someone to look for it. " He nodded seriously.

Qiao Xinran was so happy that she wanted to jump up, "Alright, I'll go organize all of his information, and then send it to your phone."

As he spoke, he rushed up the stairs like the wind.

He was as happy as a child as he watched her happy back.

Han Xin couldn't help but laugh along.

At the very least, he could still help her. How wonderful …

Sitting in his room, writing and painting. Unknowingly, afternoon had arrived. He stretched lazily and looked at the things that he had written down in great detail. Suddenly, he felt somewhat worried.

The only image she had of her brother was that of a child.

He did not know if this information was useful, but what if Han Xin said that it was not? But other than that, she really couldn't think of anything else.

It was all because he was too weak that he couldn't protect his little brother.

She felt even more depressed, so she decided to take a walk downstairs to clear her mind.

Han Xin was once again dragged out by his friend to spend time with him, but he did not know when he would return.

After walking for a while, she had finally reached the front of the castle, causing her to feel uneasy.

If that figure was really Han Yang, what would she do? You want to greet him with a smile? Or did he just turn around and leave?

As he thought about this, he took a step forward. The fragrance of the flowers assaulted her nostrils, causing her originally stifled mood to be swept away.

As before, the flowers were in bloom and well tended. It could be seen that the mysterious person was very attentive towards these flowers.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she saw a piece of white paper placed on the sofa. She quickly walked over to take a look and could not help but smile.

The person on the white paper was still her, but it was different from the sketches from before. This time, it actually had a clear color!

Her black hair, clean eyes, tender red lips, and bashful cheeks …

It was drawn with the colored pencil she had given him! He did indeed receive it!

She was indescribably satisfied in her heart. Although she had never seen him before and didn't know who he was, she suddenly felt that those matters weren't important in the first place!

The important thing was that she had something in common with him. She had secrets.

Thank you," he said, glancing casually behind the sheet of paper.

Was he the one who said thank you? Thank her for the gift?

"I should be the one thanking you, right? You drew me so beautifully, thank you …" she said to the flowers.

She knew he would hear her.

"Although they say this place is just an abandoned greenhouse, but in my eyes, this place is a castle of fairy tales! I believe you like it here, too, right? "

"I asked a lot of people, but they don't know who you are? There are still people who call you Han Yang, is that true? "

"Why did you never show up? Was he afraid of something? Or was there a special reason? "Don't worry, I won't hurt you …"

Sitting on the sofa, she talked to the flowers beside her for a long time, but she felt very happy.

Even if she couldn't see her, she could feel that he was there, right by her side …

When he came out of the backyard, he saw Uncle Chang standing in the yard weeding, so he went over to greet him.

When Uncle Chang saw that she came out from the backyard, he could not help but shake his head, "Young Mistress, it's best if you don't go there too often in the future. If Young Master finds out …"

"Alright, I'll remember that." She interrupted Uncle Chang in time and asked, "Uncle Chang, why isn't Young Master going there anymore? Had something happened there? "Tell me about his childhood, okay …"

Uncle Chang put down the work in his hands and slightly nodded his head, "That's good too, this old man has nothing better to do at the moment. In this house right now, only Young Mistress is still willing to listen to what I have to say … "In the past, when young master and young master were walking around me, they would always circle around me. Now that I've grown up, aiya …"

"Actually, young master was also a lively and cheerful child when he was young. He was even more mischievous than ordinary children and always caused trouble. At that time, the old master's demands were exceptionally strict. He was always going against the old master … "