As soon as he reached the second floor, he saw Xiao Liuliu hugging the model, struggling to open the door of the bedroom that was not closed tightly, and then ran in.
Nian Xiaomu stood at the door and reached out to grab the handle, but her movements hesitated.
Some dare not open the door.
She didn't know how he would look at her.
The matter of the video, and the matter of Tan Bengbeng, until now, she has not been able to give him an explanation...
But when she thought that he was not feeling well, she held the door handle tightly again.
She secretly told herself that she would just take a look.
As long as he's okay, just take a look, and she'll leave right away!
Thinking about it this way, my heart skipped a beat, and I pushed open the door forcefully.
As soon as he walked in, instead of being in the big bed, he saw Yu Yuehan dying as he imagined, but in front of the big bed, he saw Xiao Liuliu in a daze.
Blinking his big dark eyes, he looked at the empty room ignorantly.
It's like I didn't expect that I would throw a blank...
Nian Xiaomu didn't expect either.
Seeing that Yu Yuehan was not in the bedroom, she thought about it, pointed to Xiao Liuliu in the direction of the study.
The tacit understanding between mother and daughter came online again.
Xiao Liuliu hugged the model and ran to the study.
Walking to the door of the study, seeing that the door of the study was not closed, Nian Xiaomu frowned.
He is not feeling well and still working
Before she could think too much, Xiao Liuliu had already stretched out her hand to open the door, poked her head, and got in.
Not finding Yu Yuehan in the study, his face collapsed, he opened the door and walked out.
He opened his mouth aggrieved.
"Ma Ma, Papa is gone!"
"..."
Nian Xiaomu was also wondering, Yu Yuehan was not in the company, nor in the villa, where would he be going
She led Xiao Liuliu in disbelief and searched the whole villa.
In the end, both of them were so tired that they collapsed on the sofa in the living room.
Just in time, the butler came out with the freshly stewed pears in rock sugar.
When Nian Xiaomu saw him, she couldn't help asking.
"Isn't Yu Yuehan feeling unwell? Where did he go?"
"Young master is not feeling well? Why didn't I know?" The butler just put down the rock sugar pear, and raised his head in confusion.
Nian Xiaomu: "..."! !
"When the young master woke up in the morning, he did say that his head was a little uncomfortable. It must be that he drank too much yesterday and slept too late. He will be fine after eating breakfast." The housekeeper seemed to have reacted and explained.
Nian Xiaomu was taken aback, "He's fine, so why didn't he go to work?"
"It seems that there is something urgent. I answered the phone and went out. I don't know what to do. The young master's whereabouts have never been explained to us."
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Therefore, there is no misery at all.
It was all imagined by the group of "wife fans" in the company, and she was one of them.
He rushed over nervously, worried that he would be terminally ill and unable to take care of himself.
"Miss Nian, it's getting late, do you want to stay for dinner before leaving?" the housekeeper asked respectfully.
"No, no need."
Knowing that Yu Yuehan was fine, Nian Xiaomu's strong heart, which was still valiant just now, suddenly became as timid as a mouse.
Kissed Xiao Liuliu, made an appointment to see her again at another day, and prepared to leave.
As soon as he stood up from the sofa, he saw a noble figure walking in from the outside.
The long black windbreaker outlined his tall and straight body in an extraordinary and elegant manner.
The light of the setting sun hit his side face with the brilliance of Ru porcelain.
Nian Xiaomu froze!