I don't know, but it's very important

  "Fu Shang, that dead girl, usually puts on a good show, but when it comes to the real thing, she's always disappointing. I reckon relying solely on her abilities, it'd be hard for her to deal with my little uncle!"

  He and Fu Shang's past, which day wasn't chaotic?

  It can be said that since formally declaring war on Fu Shang, he has been growing up in small increments every day and large increments every two days.

  And she's always coming up with new and varied ways, never repeating herself!

  At this point, thinking back still has a bit of a bitter taste, but after pausing for a moment, I asked the person next to me, "Ya Li, aren't you studying psychology? Can you help her?"

  Did Shang Yang and Fu Shuo get married?

  This sentence fell into Song Yali's ears, especially piercing.

  Is it good?

  Of course not!

  A subconscious answer had reached his lips, but he swallowed it all back. After a moment, with a knowing smile, "Alright, I'll definitely help her!"

  The merchant woke up from his sleep and found it was already dark outside.

  It was quiet all around, and for a moment, I couldn't tell where I was.

  The warm yellow light came on, and I could see that this was in a apartment at dusk on New Year's Eve...

  Did he send her here? Where is he then?

  The strangest thing is that it takes at least over 10 minutes to drive from Muli to Riyue Li, but she was miraculously unconscious throughout the whole process.

  How dead was he sleeping?

  In Yan Mu Yao's eyes, he was no better than a pig!

  With an injury on his foot, Shang couldn't dare to walk too fast. He didn't feel it before, but now he limped and hobbled along, and even walking to the door of the house felt very strenuous.

  Outside the room, one room is bright.

  Businessmen supported the door handle and walked out, looking left and right, somewhat entangled.

  She would rather not take this step of injustice, but she just didn't know which room Yan Mu Yao was in. His bedroom was next door, and his study was downstairs.

  I was just thinking of calling out to him and waiting for his response before saying anything else.

  It seemed like someone downstairs had heard the noise, and a string of rapid footsteps came from the kitchen.

  The merchant's smile didn't hide, just about to speak, but when he saw the figure coming out of the kitchen downstairs, his smile froze.

  "Miss Shang, I was just transferred from the main house this afternoon. Mr. Nian's intention is that from now on, all your expenses for food, clothing and daily necessities will be taken care of by me."

  The people downstairs know each other.

  The servant from the big house next door, Aunt Rong.

  She started working at Nianjia from the beginning of the year. Niang Ma was already working at Nianjia, so Nian Mu Yao must have put a lot of thought into choosing this person.

  While they were talking, Mrs. Rong had already come up from downstairs.

  The merchant's hands were warm, but the cold doorknob was replaced by Rong Ma's arm. "Please hurry in and lie down, Mr. Nian has instructed that you have an injury on your foot and must try to minimize contact with the ground."

  After she finished speaking, she was about to leave.

  "Wait, Aunt Rong." Shang Shang subconsciously reached out to hold her back, his face anxious. "Is...my uncle at home now?"

  "When I came over this afternoon, you were the only one in the apartment sleeping. Mr. Nian wasn't here and he hasn't come back since."

  "Do you know where he will be?"

  "Miss Shang, regarding this matter, as servants, we have no right to inquire about our master's whereabouts."

  "Good..."

  ————

  After Rong's mother left, Shang was the only one left in the room again.

  A heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, inexplicably having a bad premonition.

  Why did he send her here and even called a servant to take care of her?

  It's worth noting that he has been living alone outside for so long, and the apartment on this side of Dayu is only cleaned by someone sent by Shen Tinghe when he is not around.

  Normally, he really dislikes being disturbed when he is at home.

  But at this moment, Rong's mother seemed to be in a deputy-like attitude again.

  He was summoned by him and entrusted with so much, does this mean that he wants to tell her that the house is left empty for her, and from now on he will not live in Dayu anymore?

  The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel.

  I hope it's not what she thought...

  The merchant shook his head and controlled the chaos of thoughts in his mind.

  It's all right, and subconsciously relaxed his mouth.

  Tower without pop-up window

  Anger.

  "Hmm—"

  Only, the long-awaited sound came one after another.

  All that was left in the earpiece was a cold, mechanical voice prompt: "Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later, sorry..."

  Time and time again, I replayed it, but no one answered every single time.

  No one answered!

  At this time, why is nobody answering?

  The merchant's body has fragile nerves, almost crushed by all sorts of bad thoughts.

  Soon, comforting himself with a bitter pleasure, perhaps he was really busy, or maybe his phone was left in the office and not taken away.

  As for calling Rong Ma over, it was just because she was injured and he was too busy to take care of her.

  She comforted herself over and over again, wishing that reality was indeed so.

  Old house.

  At this time, when Yan Mu Yao entered the door, on the large dining table, only Shen Tinghe was quietly having a meal.

  "Who is Yao?"

  Listening quietly, Shen Ting raised his head subconsciously, with a bewildered expression and hadn't collected himself, as if he hadn't expected him to return at this time.

  Even the servants were dismissed by her, and for a moment, it was eerily quiet all around. For the first time, Yan Mu Yao felt that his usually boisterous mother looked very lonely.

  She softly responded and her footsteps had already moved forward, she sat down.

  Take a sip of soup, it's cool.

  Glancing subconsciously at the untouched rice in Shen Ting's bowl, she sighed, "Mom, when Dad was around, it was cute how you'd occasionally sulk and not eat, but now that he's in the hospital, why are you starving yourself? Who are you trying to show?"

  She would smash a bowl and get angry over trivial matters, but she always granted requests.

  As expected, Shen Tinghe revived in a minute, "Nian Muyao, are you accusing your own mother?"

  Seeing this, Yan Mu Yao gave her a faint glance and nodded in agreement.

  Before Shen heard Lotus's outburst again, he got up and walked straight into the kitchen.

  More than ten minutes later, Yan Mu Yao carried out a tray.

  Two bowls of egg noodles with shredded meat had just been served, and Shen Tinghe couldn't wait to pick one up. Without hesitation, she picked all the shredded meat from Nian Muyao's bowl into her own, before starting to eat.

  He has never commented on her behavior of this kind.

  Anyway, she has always been spoiled in this family since she was young.

  Somehow, Fu Shangshang's appearance involuntarily emerged in his mind.

  He paused for a moment, but was again frightened by this idea of his own.

  At this time, I always think of Fu Shang?

  ————

  After dinner, Nian Mu Yao went upstairs to get something.

  During this time, Shang Shang estimated that she would have to stay in Riyue Li, and her mobile phone was still here.

  She brought down her things and Shen Tinghe leaned against the stairs waiting for her.

  Unlike her usual joking tone, she was serious all over her face, and her voice was slightly solemn, "Mu Yao, I want to talk to you."

  Nian Mu Yao nodded and went downstairs.

  Living room.

  "Mu Yao, you and Shang Shang's matter..." Shen Tinghua wanted to speak but stopped, unable to continue, slowed down, with tears in her eyes, "Your father is now in this state, I'm afraid he can't take any more stimulation."

  The scene of Yan Jin's fall was witnessed by Shen Ting and He Lian.

  As for that phone call, Shen Tinghe later found out that it was from S city and seemed to be reporting on Yan Mu Yao taking Shang Shang away at the airport...

  "Mom, I'm a doctor, and I understand Dad's condition very well."

  With these words, Shen Tinghe was basically at ease.

  It's a pity, but I couldn't help asking him, "Shang Shang's feelings towards you, I've seen it in my heart all these years, and I really like her too. Unfortunately, it seems that we don't have the fate of being mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. So, Mu Yao, how do you feel about her?"

  To her?

  Nian Mu Yao's subconscious mind flashed with Fu Shang Shang's appearance, every small detail of her expression seemed to be right in front of her, with curved eyebrows and sparkling eyes that couldn't hide her cunning.

  If he hadn't suddenly remembered, he still wouldn't have known that he would observe someone so meticulously.

  Something seemed to burst out instantly, increasingly uncontrollable, wrapping his heart in a soft touch, making him feel warm and afraid, always fearing the fear of not being able to grasp it...

  "I don't know." He came back to himself, and when he spoke, his eyes had a fleeting moment of confusion, but his tone was serious and firm, "But it's very important."