Just as Nian Xiaomu was about to walk in, Yu Yuehan suddenly reached out to give her a hand, "Who is it?"
"..." Nian Xiaomu paused, raised her head in surprise, and looked around.
In the empty courtyard, apart from the four of them, no one else could be seen at all. Why did he ask such a question suddenly
As Yu Yuehan's voice fell, the assistant and the driver immediately looked around vigilantly.
Soon, I really heard footsteps coming from the corner.
Listen to the sound, it's ready to run...
"Stop!" The assistant chased after him without saying a word.
He rushed to the corner of the yard in one breath, and was taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.
Yu Yuehan took Nian Xiaomu by the hand and followed slowly.
In the corner, hiding was not Tan Bengbeng, nor members of the Tan family, but a few homeless men.
It looks like I've lived here for a while.
There are still some old quilts and unfinished things in the corner.
Seeing them, they all showed panicked eyes.
"We are not thieves, we just live here for a few days..."
"Did you break the lock of the gate?" Yu Yuehan saw the person in front of him, his black eyes flickered, and his thin lips parted slightly.
His noble and tall body stood forward, and the aristocratic aura exuding from his body would make people unconsciously afraid.
Several people looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, "It wasn't us, we sneaked in when we saw that the lock on the gate was broken, and we just felt that such a large yard would be a waste if it was empty, so we stayed here. We didn't go anywhere but here!"
"Young Master Han, do you want to call the police? I think they won't tell the truth unless they see the police." The driver suggested.
When the homeless men heard that they were going to call the police, they stood up hastily.
Before they could open their mouths, Yu Yuehan slowly opened his lips, "They didn't lie, they didn't pick the lock, although the door lock is rusty, but the prying marks are very smooth, it can be seen that professional tools were used. "
After Yu Yuehan finished speaking, everyone looked from the corner where the homeless men lived.
There were no professional lockpicking tools in sight.
"You two stay here and watch them, don't let them go." Yu Yuehan ordered, and led Nian Xiaomu to the old house together.
Ever since entering the Tan family's ancestral house, Nian Xiaomu has been very quiet.
Wherever Yu Yuehan led her to go, she would go there.
Whatever he said, she listened.
Everyone's attention was on the mysterious old house of the Tan family, and no one noticed her gradually pale face.
"What's the matter?" Yu Yuehan noticed that his palm was getting colder and colder, he paused, and looked down at the person beside him.
Hearing his voice, Nian Xiaomu jumped up without saying a word, and threw herself into his arms.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly.
"It's so gloomy here, I'm scared!"
Yu Yuehan: "..."
Yu Yuehan: "Tell the truth."
Nian Xiaomu: "I'm afraid of ghosts."
"Are you sure it's not ghosts who are afraid of you?" Yu Yuehan said with disgust, knowing that she wasn't really afraid, he still reached out and hugged her tightly.
"..."
Young Master Han, you may not want a fiancee anymore.
Nian Xiaomu slandered in her heart, and after a few words of argument with him, her mood became less tense, and she spoke in a muffled voice.
"This place gives me a very familiar feeling, but I can't remember it at all..."
The feeling that I should remember something, but I can't remember it, makes people panic.