And at this moment, she can actually stare at another person as before.

Did she take him as a shadow, or did she take him for reality?

In a trance, a phone call disturbed her sadness.

Ren Haoqian picked up the phone from the table, glanced at the screen, and hesitated, but after ringing a few times, he connected it.

The voice that opened his mouth was cold and detached, "What's the matter?" ”

"You'll pick me up tomorrow."

"That's not part of the contract, is it?" He frowned slightly, a vague sense of unease on his face.

"Of course not. It's not that you are too anxious to return to China, grandpa is not happy, I am afraid of revealing the stuffing, so I ......"

"What time is the plane?" He cut off her words with some impatience, and between the words he glanced down at the person around him, who was quietly eating with her head down.

"Five o'clock."

"Bang", as soon as the words fell, Shen Xia threw the phone aside.

Her honeymoon trip alone, it's really ironic to think about it, the bleak moonlight and the cold beach, blowing the cold wind, and being disgusted by the so-called "husband", she smiled helplessly.

But it's sad how can I be deeply attracted to someone who doesn't like me?

God knows, because of that sudden hug.

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Ren Haoqian, who hung up the phone, was a little heavy-minded, kept twisting his eyebrows, and didn't talk or eat.

After Mu Yushan finished eating, he got up empty, but was pulled into his arms by his sudden force.

She panicked, and naturally tried to break free from his restraints, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it behind her.

He didn't say a word, just looked into her eyes.

His expression suddenly became depressed, and there was a kind of deep and incomprehensible sorrow.

The room was quiet again, and there was still the sound of a heartbeat.

"Mu Yushan."

"What?"

"At this moment, I realized that there are some things that I still regret."

Mu Yushan caught a touch of sadness in his eyes, and that gaze seemed to be infectious, which suddenly pulled her into a trough.

He looked at her, and after a while, Ren Hao let go of her and returned to his previous indifferent and detached look.

Mu Yushan rubbed his wrist that was scratched by him, looked back at him a few times as he walked, and went back to the room to rest with a little thought.

Ren Haoqian heard the sound of the door closing in her bedroom, and only then did he relax the nerves that had been tense for a long time.

He took a cigarette from the mezzanine of his coat, lit it, and slowly walked out of the room.

The rain outside was heavier, and one after another water marks fell to the ground, quite rhythmically. The hazy lines of smoke surrounded him irregularly, delineating his handsome face with great mystery, his slender fingers in his pockets, and his eyes staring at the gray sky in a daze.

If he could turn back time, he might choose a better way to bring down the Gu family than use his own marriage.

His deepest desire in his heart was to be able to tell her all the secrets he had hidden, with delusional thoughts.

However, when he got married, all possibilities were extinguished.

The blame was taken upon himself, and he was willing to bear it.

At this time, Mu Yushan, who was standing in the bedroom on the second floor, was staring intently at the rain outside the window, and also staring intently at Ren Haoqian, who was drenched in the rain.

His back was tall and tall, but he was lonely and lonely.

She had a hunch that this man was infiltrating her life little by little, that his secrets were inexplicably attracting her, and that she was desperately trying to escape the trap he had so painstakingly dug up.

I don't know when it started, something, changed. Let me be like a star