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"Yes."

Gong Nanling replied in a low voice. He turned around and walked towards the study on the first floor.

"Young master Gong, young master is back. He's in the living room."

Sister Zhou reminded him in a low voice.

"Oh …"

Gong Nanling turned his head and looked towards the living room. His footsteps paused as his body stiffened. He then braced himself and walked over.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hall and saw that Tang Yi was also there, the unease in his heart eased a little.

"Little uncle …"

"Sit."

Lu Yiyao didn't look up as he looked down at his phone.

"Yes."

Gong Nanling sat on the sofa opposite Tang Yi.

The four corners of the huge living room were lit as if it was daytime. The Emperor's Emerald on the Bogu shelf released a quiet glow.

The air pressure inside the room was somewhat low.

Tang Yi drank two mouthfuls of water and whispered to Lu Yiyao.

"Boss, I'm going back to my room. If you need anything, just call me."

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao's cold lips were still pressed down as he coldly squeezed out a deep voice.

Tang Yi stood up, raised his eyebrows at Gong Nanling and left.

"Little uncle, I …"

Gong Nanling swallowed his saliva and slowly said.

What he was most afraid of was being alone with Lu Yiyao. Once Tang Yi left, he also wanted to leave.

"Gong Nanling, the Central Factory has been a bit chaotic lately, do you want to go take a look?"

"Central? "Alright."

Gong Nanling did not dare to refuse and directly agreed.

At this time, it was also good to leave Yunjing and avoid Ning Qianyu's family. However, what should he do with Gu Mengmeng?

"Little uncle, when do we leave?"

Gong Nanling frowned and asked.

"Tomorrow morning."

"Alright …"

Gong Nanling pursed his lips as his heart started racing. He wondered if he should talk to Gu Mengmeng tonight. It didn't matter if she explained or promised, as long as she was at ease.

"Little uncle, if there's nothing else, I'll head back to my room as well?"

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao lowered his head and was still looking at his phone.

The side view of her face was incomparably cold.

Gong Nanling quickly stood up as if he was facing an amnesty. He had gotten up too fast and his vision had turned black. His body could not help but sway a couple of times.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lu Yiyao finally raised his head and glanced at him coldly.

"I'm fine …"

Gong Nanling's back was covered in cold sweat. However, he tried his best to remain calm on the surface so that Lu Yiyao wouldn't notice anything strange.

"Rest early today."

Lu Yiyao glanced at him. His tone was neither light nor heavy. Then, he lowered his head and continued looking at his phone.

"Alright."

Gong Nanling felt a trace of warmth in his heart as he replied in a low voice.

He turned around and walked to the study room on the first floor.

He stopped at the door and looked toward Gu Mengmeng's resting room. He hesitated, wondering if he should go over and explain it to her.

For some things, it was better to say it later than later.

He was going to the middle of the city tomorrow morning, so he didn't know when he would return.

After some thought, Gong Nanling finally mustered up his courage and walked over.

His legs were as heavy as lead.

His heart was beating very fast.

It was a short distance, but he seemed to have walked for a very long time.

He stood at the door of Gu Mengmeng's resting room and took a deep breath. Lifting his hand, his fingers curled up slightly. After pausing in midair for a few minutes, he slowly lowered his body once more.

"Should I wait until I come back from the middle and explain it to her?"

His palms tightened and his joints turned white.

He turned around, unwilling to part. He turned around and raised his hand again.

Creak.

The door to the next room suddenly opened and a figure flashed out.

"Young master …"

Tang Yi had just received a call from the Qingning Hospital Principal, telling him to notify Lu Yiyao that Lu Hengyuan was about to die.

He hurriedly ran out, he didn't expect to see such a scene.

"…"

Gong Nanling felt embarrassed. He put his hand down again. His ears were red, but his expression was serious.

"I'll leave immediately, continue …"

Tang Yi pursed his lips and said softly. When he turned around, he did a cheering action.

"Young Master, all the best!"

"Scram …"

Gong Nanling became more and more embarrassed. He shook his head and said coldly.

Tang Yi was in a hurry to go to the hospital, so he didn't say much to him. He turned around and left quickly.

Seeing that Lu Yiyao was about to go upstairs with his phone, he quickly stopped him.

"Boss, the hospital called to say that Young Master Hengyuan is out of luck …"

The voice was somewhat hurried.

"What's going on?"

Lu Yiyao stopped walking and turned around to look at him.

"I have entered a coma state in the liver …"

Although he had already mentally prepared himself, he was still caught off guard at this moment.

Death and rebirth happened in an instant.

"Let's go."

Lu Yiyao sent a message to Lin Ange as he walked quickly towards the door.

Lin Ange went upstairs to play with Lin Yanyan for a while, then called him to wash up before returning to her room. He took some clothes and was about to change his clothes when he heard a beep from his phone and frowned.

Upon seeing the information on it, he was overwhelmed with shock. His emotions were complicated.

No matter how much Lu Hengyuan had hurt her, at this moment, her heart felt heavy.

"Be careful on your way."

He sat down and replied Lu Yiyao with two words.

"Rest early."

Lu Yiyao replied instantly.

Lin Ange held her cell phone and sat quietly on the sofa for a while.

The bedroom window was open, and the wind blew in unrestrainedly as the curtains danced in disorder.

She got up and went to the window.

He closed the window and stood there.

Moonlight scattered down and the scenery in front of his eyes became hazy. The bright night light hid a tinge of worry that could not be dispelled.2

Suddenly, she saw a lone star. It was especially bright.

Like the bright eyes of a child, they caught her clear gaze.

He couldn't help but open the window to take another look.

While she was enjoying the beautiful scenery of the moonlight, Gong Nanling was standing at the door of Gu Mengmeng's room, raising his hand for the third time.

He took a deep breath, curled his fingers, and tapped lightly on the door.

No one responded.

Knock, knock, knock.

He knocked again.

This time, the strength in his hands increased.

The corridor echoed, but there was no response from the people inside.

He opened his mouth to call to her, but no sound came out.

His raised eyebrows tightened, and at the bottom of his eyes, there was endless loneliness and helplessness.

"Forget it, I'll explain it to her when I get back from the middle."

It took Gong Nanling a long time to figure it out.

The light from the wall lamps in the corridor struck him, drawing him in a long, long line.

One step at a time was extremely heavy.

Walking to the door of the study, he tilted his head and looked over.

His heart felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He was filled with bitterness and was unable to breathe properly.

He stared at it for several minutes before opening the study door.

He closed the door, put his hands in his pockets, and went to the window.

The moon was hazy, clear and cold. Lu Li landed on the ground.

His handsome facial features were covered with a layer of worry.

"..."

Qingning Hospital.

Lu Yiyao and Tang Yi came to Lu Hengyuan's ward.

"Third Brother …"

Lin Zhiyan cried out when she saw him.

His heart was filled with boundless coldness.

At this time, even Lu Yiyao had come over, but where was Lu Hongzhan?

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