The next day, at around eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou's new house, the family sat together, discussing countermeasures with worried faces.
Second Aunt Wen Xiaoqing stood in front of the French window, holding the phone in her hand and said to her husband: "Yes, we don't know where the person is being held now. This morning, more than a dozen officers under Old Wen were summoned, and the lowest rank was also a company commander..."
"Lao Li, what are they saying in Anze City?" asked the second uncle.
"They haven't believed it yet!" Wen Xiaoqing was furious when she mentioned this: "From the time the incident happened until now, the Yu family hasn't even shown up! Yu Mingyuan said he was going to talk to my aunt, but he disappeared without even a phone call."
The second uncle was silent for a while. "If Lao Li and Anze City can't help, then we can only accept it. I will use my connections in District 1 to find a way to save my life."
"What are you talking about? Are you going to let my brother go to jail?!" Second Aunt asked angrily.
"Listen to me, Special Intelligence Department..."
"What do you want to hear? I don't care what method you use, you must get my brother out!" Second Aunt said almost in tears.
The second uncle did not lose his temper at this moment, nor did he refute the other party. He just patiently said in a gentle tone: "We are a family, and I feel the same as you. I will do my best for my younger brother's matter, believe me."
Second Aunt had a very bad temper, but fortunately her husband was a sophisticated and graceful man. He comforted his wife softly on the phone and suggested that she go find Li Mingsheng or the Yu family to discuss it again.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Xiaoqing lowered her head and wiped her eyes, then turned to Wen Xiaorou and said, "Go call your fiancé and ask him what's going on. Why haven't you sent any messages?"
"Okay, okay!" Wen Xiaorou, with red eyes, did not refute. She immediately stood up and was about to call Yu Mingyuan.
On the street outside the new house, Yu Mingyuan sat in the car smoking a cigarette, staring blankly at the wedding room that he and Wen Xiaorou had decorated, his heart aching.
In the car, Yu Mingyuan was extremely conflicted. He slowly took out his mobile phone and placed his thumb on the screen, appearing very hesitant.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
The phone rang. It was Wen Xiaorou calling.
"Hello?" Yu Mingyuan pressed the answer button expressionlessly.
"Mingyuan, where are you? Second Aunt is here..."
"I'm at the door, please come out for a moment. Come out on your own," Yu Mingyuan replied in a hoarse voice, "I have something to tell you."
"Okay, okay, wait for me!" Wen Xiaorou answered Yu Mingyuan's call. She felt inexplicably more at ease and walked out in a hurry.
…
A few minutes later.
Wen Xiaorou rushed out of the house with her hair standing up and a haggard face. Seeing Yu Mingyuan's car parked on the street, she immediately ran over as fast as she could.
“Bang!”
Wen Xiaorou opened the driver's door and looked at Yu Mingyuan's face. She collapsed instantly and hugged him unconsciously with both hands: "Where have you been? Why didn't you send any news all night?... I really don't know what to do...!"
No matter how strong Wen Xiaorou's personality is, she is still a woman after all. Especially when she is about to get married, she has long regarded Yu Mingyuan as her support and backbone.
Yu Mingyuan hugged her and said, "Let's talk in the car."
"Okay, okay!" Wen Xiaorou wiped the tears from her eyes and took a long time before turning around and getting on the passenger seat.
In the car, Wen Xiaorou adjusted her mood and said in a very urgent tone: "Have you talked to your aunt? Have you talked to Mayor Li?! My second aunt means that if they can help, then we are...!"
Yu Mingyuan lowered his head in silence, his ears buzzing, as if he couldn't hear Wen Xiaorou's words at all.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Wen Xiaorou noticed something was wrong with Yu Mingyuan.
Yu Mingyuan turned his head to look at Wen Xiaorou, seeing her anxious expression and hopeful eyes, he clenched his fists and replied: "Xiao... Xiaorou, I have looked for all the connections, but... they can't help."
Wen Xiaorou was stunned for a long while: "Is there no chance of improvement? Even if my second aunt...!"
“Xiao Rou, you… you and Second Aunt should go back to Area 1.” Yu Mingyuan interrupted.
Wen Xiaorou didn't understand Yu Mingyuan's meaning for a moment: "... Go back to Area 1? Did you hear any rumors? Is there anyone who wants to do something to me and my mom?"
Yu Mingyuan looked at her and shook his head slowly: "I mean, you don't have to work in the army anymore, submit your professional application, let your aunt help you with the discharge procedures, and then leave Longcheng."
"You...what do you mean? I'm leaving now, what about you?"
"Xiao Rou, I... let's get a divorce." Yu Mingyuan replied expressionlessly.
When Wen Xiaorou heard this, her face turned pale instantly, as if she had been struck by lightning, and she looked at him in a daze.
"... I thought about it all night, and this is the best way." Yu Mingyuan also sat stiffly in the driver's seat and spoke clearly.
"This... is this your family's idea, or... your own idea?" Wen Xiaorou asked.
"Xiao Rou, I didn't build Tongji Club by myself. I have to be responsible for everyone." Yu Mingyuan replied firmly: "If we continue, we will only...!"
Wen Xiaorou was in tears, and said incredulously: "So... So, in order for your Tongji Association not to be implicated, and for your uncle to enter Longcheng and not be targeted... then you can only cut off ties with our family, right?"
Yu Mingyuan looked at her and replied decisively: "It's good for both of us to separate. If we maintain the marriage, one day in the future..."
"You're so fucking hypocritical!" Wen Xiaorou yelled in despair.
Yu Mingyuan was silent.
Wen Xiaorou bit her lip and turned her head away. After her delicate body trembled for a full half minute, she asked, "OK, OK, when can we go through the formalities?"
"Afternoon!"
"Okay!" Wen Xiaorou was also a strong woman. She wiped her tears with her arm, pushed the door and walked down.
Yu Mingyuan looked at her back, raised his right hand twice, and put it down twice.
"I'll call you in the afternoon." Wen Xiaorou closed the car door and walked away.
Five minutes later.
Wen Xiaorou walked into the house.
"Where are the others?" asked my cousin, who stood up first.
Upon hearing the voice, everyone looked at Wen Xiaorou.
"... He... He won't show up." Wen Xiaorou clenched her fists and lowered her head with great guilt, saying: "We just discussed it and are ready to divorce..."
When the relatives present heard this, they were all stunned.
Second Aunt was stunned for a moment: "That's normal... After all, you two are just in a political marriage."
…
Outside Longcheng, in a government-free area.
Gu Baishun looked at the person Niu Feng called and bowed deeply: "Please!"
Niu Feng waved his hand: "Don't bother with this. My brother is your brother!"