For half a month, Yin Yumo stayed in the villa without going anywhere, and her husband also had no news at all.
Actually, it's not that she doesn't have it, it's that she doesn't want to know.
There were always reports about him in the magazines on the table, but she didn't want to read them.
Sister-in-law Zhou walked into the room, "Miss, lunch is ready."
"Yeah." Yin Yumo nodded, glanced at the magazine, got up and went downstairs.
She was alone in front of the huge long dining table, and the sumptuous meal became tasteless.
"Miss, I have to go out in the afternoon. I can take the suit jacket I sent for cleaning last time. If you need anything, I will buy it for you." Aunt Zhou knew that the eldest lady didn't like to go out very much, so even if she was alone
When people are at home, they also read in their rooms.
In fact, Yin Yumo liked school very much, but, unfortunately, after the wedding, she took a break from school and stayed at home to be a full-time wife.
However, her husband never lived at home. Is such a home a home? It is just an empty and lonely shell.
Yin Yumo put down her chopsticks before taking a few bites, "Sister-in-law Zhou, give me the laundry list and I'll get it. I just have to go out for a while."
In fact, she was really bored staying at home, especially without him, except for the servants, she was the only one.
The driver drove Yin Yumo to the city. Yin Yumo went to the laundry to get some clothes. Looking at the strange suit, who was the man who saved him?
No matter what, she still needed to say thank you to him.
After putting her bags in the car, she asked the driver to find a place to wait for her. She walked aimlessly on the street, and finally sat on a bench in the park.
Not far away, there was still the black RV. In the back seat of the car, the man stared at the figure with deep eyes.
"Master, don't you go over and take a look?" the nearly fifty-year-old man in the front passenger seat asked.
"She seems to have something on her mind." He continued.
"Uncle Jiang, why should I go see her when I know she's not her?" His voice was helpless and also filled with a sigh.
Uncle Jiang turned to look at him. It seemed that some things could not be erased from the young master's heart. "Master, sometimes no can become yes. If you don't try, how will you know?"
Really? Does he still need to try? That woman knows that even if she has something on her mind, the person she is thinking about is still her husband.
"Let's go! By the way, send someone to keep an eye on her. I don't want her to have another accident." He looked away, no longer attached to her.
Yin Yumo sat there until dark before dialing the driver's phone number and then returned to the villa.
However, as soon as she entered the villa, she discovered that the man who had disappeared for more than half a month was back. "Miss, you are back. Your husband has been waiting for you." Mrs. Zhou took the initiative to take the bag in her hand.
Yin Yumo glanced at Mu Yihan, who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette and reading a magazine. After a long time, he walked over.
"This is for you." Mu Yihan pushed a mobile phone box to her.
Yin Yumo took a look and saw that it was the latest global limited edition mobile phone. She hummed in her heart, "I don't need it, I have my own mobile phone."
He went abroad and fooled around with his secretary for so many days, and when he came back, he gave her a mobile phone. He was so insincere. Did he want to compensate or felt guilty?
"I don't care whether you want it or not, but if you want to go back, go find the old man!" Mu Yihan had long known that Yin Yumo was a stubborn person.
Yin Yumo was stunned for a moment, "Did Dad give it to me?" Ever since she was a child, Mr. Yin had not given her anything, not even birthdays, and she was already used to it.
Unlike Yu Xin, she is outgoing, lively and lovable. No matter where she goes, she stands out, but she is always easily ignored.
She always felt like she was Yu Xin's shadow. She saw that the real Yu Xin was Yu Xin. Only when she was gone or disappeared would she have to be taken care of.
Mu Yihan responded in a low voice. He went to the United States without telling anyone, but Mr. Yin knew about it and even talked to him and asked him to talk to Yumo.
"Have you seen Dad? Is Dad okay? Has he recovered?" Yin Yumo has never contacted Mr. Yin. It's not that she doesn't want to, but that Mr. Yin went to the United States after their wedding.
Leave your contact information.
"Well, that's good." Mu Yihan nodded slightly, then stood up and went upstairs.
Now that she is back, he doesn't need to wait for her here. He was a little tired after flying back for more than ten hours.
Yin Yumo held the phone and looked at it carefully. This was the first time she received something from Mr. Yin. There was an American number in the address book.
She called and was answered by the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, "Miss, I have been waiting for your call." The next second, Mr. Yin's voice came.
"Momo."
"Dad, are you okay?" Yin Yumo heard Mr. Yin's weak voice and asked worriedly, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm fine. I'm fine. What's wrong with you not coming with Yi Han on his business trip this time? Are you two bad?" How could Mr. Yin not see that his eldest daughter has always been a reserved person?
Nor will he take the initiative.
He knew that Mu Yihan had a woman outside, but he had to find a suitable successor for such a large Yin family's property. He only had two daughters and no sons.
Therefore, Mu Yihan is the best candidate, which is why Mr. Yin wants to marry his daughter to him.
"He and I are very good!" What Yin Yumo said was so contrary to her will. However, she was afraid that Mr. Yin would be worried. His body needed to be recuperated. How could she and Mu Yihan just talk about it in a few words?
Clear?
Some things are better left unsaid.
"That's good, then you go and accompany him!" Mr. Yin didn't think much after hearing his daughter's words.
Yin Yumo hung up the phone and walked up to the second floor. She heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. She walked to the bed and looked at the bag.
Before she could put away her clothes, Mu Yihan had already walked out of the bathroom, with a white towel tied around his waist, revealing his strong arms and chest.
"Isn't it too late to put this clothes away now?" His voice was cold and mocking, "I'm really curious about which man's clothes made you look like this?
I was so concerned that I took it to be washed myself."
Just now, as soon as she entered the door, he saw the laundry bag in her hand, but he didn't say anything about it.