So, Nangong Yu straightened his waist from the edge of the bridge, and a severe headache suddenly came, tearing his brain wildly. Nangong Yu pressed his temple with one hand and held the bridge rail with the other, and his body lost balance and walked towards the parking direction.

Now his back is so embarrassing and down-and-out. It is him who tossed himself like this, and it is also love that tossed him like this.

After walking for a while, he finally calmed down. Then Nangong Yu drove home and rushed away quickly...

Holding the steering wheel tightly, he suddenly had the idea of ​​suicide that he wanted to step on the accelerator, but he would be very sad when Lin Xin thought that it would be, and it would certainly hinder their wedding from going on as scheduled.

Or maybe, fate joked that he was unconscious for ten years, and asked Lin Xin to wait for him for ten years. Don't. This kind of pain cannot happen to Lin Xin. He must live well.

After returning to the Nangong family, Nangong Yu glanced at the time in the car. It was only 7 o'clock. I guess Lin Xin was still sleeping in bed. The maids in the mansion were already busy.

Yes, the richest daughter of Yongcheng is about to marry into a wealthy family.

I hope that the reporters or audiences who were interested in their beautiful screen ten years ago will not attract them. In that case, all his efforts and tolerance will be in vain.

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yu opened the car door and walked out of the car room, then took a big step into the room.

When passing Lin Xin's bedroom, Nangong Yu stopped for a moment and found that there was no movement. As expected, she was still sleeping. This silly girl always makes people so worried.

Today is her happy day. Since she can get up later than everyone in the world.

Immediately, Nangong Yu returned to his bedroom, first turned on the computer and sent an email to Lin Xin, because he knew that Lin Xin had the habit of looking at the email address first when he got up. When he wrote it in the email address, she would be the first to see his blessing:

Xin'er, you can finally put on your wedding dress and be the happiest and most beautiful bride. Dad is sincerely happy for you. My fool can finally get married (and then it is a very bloody little face). In the future, you must take good care of yourself in the Ouyang family and be a sensible and virtuous wife.

Dad will never take care of you again. Do you still remember the conditions you promised Dad? You must be happy...

Love your dad, Yu.

...

Nangong Yu moved the mouse and after sending it successfully, he realized that tears had wet his eyes at some point. Recently, he found that he was very cowardly and crying.

After packing up a few clothes, Nangong Yu hurriedly left. His luggage was so simple that he didn't look like a person who was about to travel far. He felt that he would return to Yongcheng, a city full of concerns at any time, because there were the people he cared about the most.

When he passed Lin Xin's bedroom door again with his luggage, Nangong Yu wanted to go in and look at her before leaving, but the hand holding the door handle was still stalemate. He was afraid that he would lose control at the last moment, and even more afraid that he would wake up Lin Xin in his sleep.

So, Nangong Yu gritted his teeth and turned around and left.

...

Sitting in the car and shuttled through this noisy city, Nangong Yu hadn't even decided where to go. He only knew that he was going to escape, otherwise he would really collapse.

Go to Provence? No, it’s so far away. What happened to Lin Xin then? How would he rush back and go to the apartment? Then it was taken back by the landlord ten years ago.

He and Lin Xin had good memories, and there were only these two places he lived with...

Nangong Yu suddenly felt so confused and helpless...

I wonder if Lin Xin got up or saw the email? What reaction was she? At this time, Nangong Yu was still thinking about Lin Xin.

By the way, Yulong Village, mute woman...

Nangong Yu was delighted. Without thinking too much, he turned the steering wheel and turned toward Yulong Village.

I don’t know if everything is going well for the mute lady. Think about it carefully, his last call was already a month ago. I remember that at that time, the nanny who was hired by him to take care of the mute lady said: Fortunately, it’s just that his hands and feet are getting more and more inconvenient.

Nangong Yu suddenly missed the mute lady very much, and he wanted to sit by her bed immediately to tell her about Lin Xin, how outstanding Hengheng's piano learning is, and how great Niannian's grades are, which makes her happy.

Then he helped her make up for the household use, helped her make chicken soup, and porridge... He also had to feed her with his own mouth.

In his heart, he had already regarded her as Lin Xin's mother-in-law, but... he was not a qualified son-in-law at all. Otherwise, how could he remember her aging one month later?

The more Nangong Yu thought about it, the more he felt confused, but Xin Hao's mind had shifted from Lin Xin to the mute lady.

...

After three and a half hours of rapid speed, Nangong Yu's car finally stopped at the place where the mute woman lived. He raised his eyes and glanced at the small tile house. It was a house he had climbed up to have leaked and repaired and leaked many times. The location he repaired a few months ago is now stained by the wind and rain.

After not seeing each other for a few months, another corner has collapsed. Nangong Yu looked at it with a burst of sorrow. He should have come to see the mute lady long ago.

After getting off the car, Nangong Yu raised his hand and knocked on the small wooden door. The nanny was naturally the one who opened the door. There was a little oil standing beside her mouth and holding bowls and chopsticks. Seeing that Nangong Yu was standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment and said with an unnatural smile: "Yes... it's the young master! Come in quickly..."

The nanny's nervous look made Nangong Yu feel a little puzzled. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the fish head soup with a piece of fish head in her bowl. Then, Nangong Yu glanced at the room, but the figure of the mute woman could be found on the small wooden table.

Nangong Yu seemed to know what was going on. The fish head soup was very nourishing to the old man, so Nangong Yu specially found a fisherman in the same village and asked him to send two fresh fish every Saturday, and told the nanny to make soup for the mute to drink.

However, today is Saturday, but the fish soup I made is in the bowl of a nanny. Nangong Yu clearly stated on the first day she came to work that she would not include food, but only house, just to prevent this from happening.

So, Nangong Yu asked indifferently: "Have you eaten by my mother-in-law?"

The nanny's eyes were glaring, pointing to the room where the mute woman was, and said in panic: "Ah? Oh...she is still sleeping."

"So you'll eat this soup first?" Nangong Yu stared at the nanny angrily and asked in a slightly mocking tone.
Chapter completed!