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C1393

Ding Mo picked it up and looked.

A call from Yunjing.

And it was his family.

"Xiao Pei …"

"Brother, all flights to Yunjing have stopped today. You?"

"We're in the airport lounge."

Ding Mo's tired face was filled with worry.

This typhoon had come at an inopportune time?

"Mm …"

Ding Pei's voice was still cold and emotionless.

"Xiao Pei, take note of Gu Anhe's arrival on Yunjing side, Madam."

Ding Mo pinched his nose and frowned. Her voice was slightly hoarse.

"I know."

Ding Pei paused, then suddenly lowered her voice and called out.

"Brother …"

Ding Pei's mood rose up in a rare moment.

She rarely hesitated to speak.

Ding Mo's eyes glazed over as he faintly guessed what was going on.

"What's wrong?"

he asked, his voice hoarse with concern.

"…"

Ding Pei was silent for two seconds before she spoke.

"Jiang Zhaowu, he …" Is he all right? "

Sure enough, other than Jiang Zhaowu, there was no one else that could make her mood fluctuate.

Ding Pei had a cold personality, which was related to the environment she had lived in since she was young.

When they were young, they lost their parents and grew up in an orphanage. They lived with Jiang Zhaowu and Lu Yiyao for a long time. Out of the four of them, other than Jiang Zhaowu, the other three had cold personalities.

Later, with the aid of Lu Jinhui, they went to college. Then he went to the 'Heavenly Eagle' with Lu Yiyao.

In her world, there were only a few people coming and going.

"He's fine."

Ding Mo pursed his lips and replied slowly.

"Mm …"

Ding Pei answered in a low voice.

"Xiao Pei, actually, you can call him. The number on his phone hasn't changed …"

Just as Ding Pei was about to hang up, Ding Mo suddenly said softly.

Ding Pei's eardrums shook and her gaze wavered. The sound of her heart shattering could actually be heard.

Rong Lan's warning was still fresh in his mind.

After all, she and Jiang Zhaowu belonged to two different worlds.

She had no right to contact him again.

Even this kind of concern shouldn't be possible, right?

"Brother, let's do this first."

Ding Pei hung up the phone in frustration.

Du du du...

The cold mechanical voice beside his ears made Ding Mo frown and shake his head.

Some feelings had already ended before they had even begun.

He didn't know whether to feel sorry for them or to be glad for them.

After hanging up, Ding Mo glanced at Lu Yiyao.

Lu Yiyao, who hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights, seemed to have fallen asleep. The tiredness covered his grave face, and his features became more and more profound. The gray in his eyes hurt Ding Mo's eyes.

The world only knew Lu Yiyao's face was bright and beautiful, but no one knew the hard work and hard work behind him.

And wasn't he?

Ding Mo pulled the thin blanket over his body, leaned back and took another nap.

"..."

Yunjing.

Strong gales arose from all directions, and a torrential downpour wantonly washed away everything within Yunjing City.

A mudslide danger has emerged in the suburbs.

The city government gave the order.

Shutdown. Class was suspended. Try not to go out.

This was the first time this year that the weather was so harsh.

Lin Ange stood in front of the french window in the living room, watching the chaotic scene outside. Her delicate eyebrows were knitted very tightly.

If not for this sudden typhoon, Lu Yiyao would have boarded the plane.

She would see him in a few hours.

Sister Zhou came over with a steaming cup of scented tea in her hand.

"Young mistress …"

"…"

Lin Ange turned around to see the teacup that she'd brought over to receive it.

"Young Mistress, I wonder how long this rain will last?" "Sigh …"

Bad weather not only affected people's travel, but also caused many accidents.

Flood, Mudflow, Breakwater...

"How is Northern City?"

Lin Ange was worried about Nanny Wang and Fang Qingchuan who were trapped inside the Qingyi Garden.

"I just talked to my cousin on the phone. There's nothing going on over there. Everything's fine."

"Tell them to be careful. Call me if anything happens."

Lin Ange said after thinking for a moment.

"Forget it, I'll tell Nanny Wang later …"

"Alright, Young Mistress."

Sister Zhou stood with her for a while before continuing her work.

The wind carried the heavy downpour with it as it heavily smashed against the thick French windows.

No matter how good the soundproofing effect was, the crackling sounds still shook Lin Ange's heart.

The water level on the Yunxi Lake had risen by quite a bit. Dark Guard dealt with it urgently and controlled the water level to be on security alert.

Suddenly, a black SUV entered Lin Ange's line of sight.

The car sped through the wind and rain.

Seeing such a scene in such vile weather truly made him feel hot-blooded and nervous.

Lin Ange was stunned for a moment.

Who's here?

Early in the morning, Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng wanted to come over, but she rejected them.

Anyway, they couldn't go out. They were 'on a honeymoon' together.

The car stopped outside the entrance, and soon, the manor's microphone rang out.

"Young Mistress, it's Assistant Ding."

Sister Zhou walked over to report.

"Let her in."

Lin Ange was stunned. Why would Ding Pei come here at this time?

Thinking about it, there must be something very urgent.

Before long, Ding Pei, who was dressed in stormy clothes, walked in. A black lady in a suit with short black shoes. He felt even colder.

"Chairman …"

Carrying her notebook, Ding Pei walked over to Lin Ange's side.

"Assistant Ding, what is so dangerous that you can't say it on the phone?"

Lin Ange's seemingly reprimanding words were actually filled with deep concern.

From the bottom of her heart, she admired Ding Pei and had long since treated her as her trusted aide.

She would not allow anything to happen to her.

"Chairman, something happened at Pear City?"

Ding Pei lowered her voice.

The two words "Pear City" were like a heavy rain smashing against a glass window. It smashed into Lin Ange's heart and caused her to feel extremely depressed.

"What's wrong?"

she asked faintly.

"Madame Bo is dead …"

"Lady Bo?"

Glimmers danced in Lin Ange's eyes as she felt her heart tearing apart.

If Bo Yuheng hadn't abandoned her mother, the world would have called her that, right?

"Yuwen Nansheng."

Ding Pei thought that she didn't have the time to react, so she continued to speak in a low voice.

"What reason?"

Lin Ange was confused. How could Yuwen Nansheng, who was still in her prime, suddenly pass away?

"Not sure."

Ding Pei didn't dare to speak carelessly about things that hadn't been investigated thoroughly.

"Unknown?"

Lin Ange was lost in thought for a moment, and then she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Would Yuwen Nansheng be like her mother and suddenly suffer a calamity?

"What's the situation with 'Pear City'?"

"The Qingyun Stage Cabinet has just issued an obituary. I estimate that they will be focusing on this matter for the next week."

"Ding Pei, let's do it."

As soon as Ding Pei finished her sentence, Lin Ange gave the order.

"Alright."1

Ding Pei's thoughts were the same as hers. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come out here in the rain.

"To the study?"

Lin Ange took a sip of the tepid tea in her cup and looked out the window with her clear eyes.

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