Intermittent moaning sounds, mixed with an ambiguous breath, floated slowly from the room and could not be heard without interruption.
Xiang Yimo shed tears silently, silently, as if this was the last time she shed tears for him, completely washing him from her heart.
After going through so much, I should have given up on him completely!
She is no longer his Mo'er.
And he is not the Su Yisheng he was before.
Their life trajectories will never intersect again from now on.
"What are you doing here? Room 5012 needs wine!" the foreman scolded sternly.
"Yes! I'll go right away!" Xiang Yimo wiped away the tears on her face and immediately got back to work. She paused for a moment. Isn't room 5012 the room at the end of the corridor? Isn't that where they first met?
Had sex for the first time!
That room is exclusive to Nangong Han, and no one can enter except him.
Why did he come back here suddenly? Has Xiang Yimo been discovered?
Xiang Yimo suddenly became frightened and cautiously asked the foreman, "Why do you want me to deliver the wine?"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Everyone is busy. Forget it if you don't want to go. Those customers tipped you quite a lot."
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From the tone and demeanor of the foreman, it didn't sound like there was a trap.
But Xiang Yimo still increased her vigilance. She walked to the familiar room tremblingly, "Knock! Knock!" and gently knocked on the door twice.
"Come in!"
The deep, cold voice made Xiang Yimo's heartbeat suddenly accelerate, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
They were from two different worlds. They originally thought that by escaping from his clutches, they could completely get rid of Xiang Rumo's identity and never have any interaction with him again. However, they had not seen each other for just a few days, and the road was as narrow as enemies.
, bumped into him again.
The bracelet was hidden in a black wristband, flesh-colored tape was stuck on the scar on the thigh, and stockings were put on to cover it up perfectly. It would not be visible at all unless you look closely.
Xiang Yimo took a deep breath, raised his breath, opened the door and walked in, "Sir, your wine." He put on a big smile, bowed respectfully at ninety degrees, and a large spring light suddenly appeared on his chest.
This is a perverted rule of the "Ye-Se" bar. The head waiter is right behind Xiang Yimo, so she can only salute in a standard way.
She specially showed her two big black teeth of ecstasy, letting him take a look, and promised that he would not tarnish his eyes by looking at her a second time, and sent her away immediately.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Han didn't bother to look at her at all, and drank one glass after another in silence. It had only been a few days since they last met, and his seemingly cold and stinking temper had not changed at all, and it had become even worse. There was no trace on his tense face.
There was a trace of expression on his face, as if frost had frozen all his nerves. It was as dark as midnight with a dangerous light shining on it, and his whole body was covered with a layer of gloom and coldness, like the coldness emanating from hell.
"Alas! It's just that your wife has run away from home. Do you need to be so depressed?" Teng Yue sighed and teased.
Ren Sichen also joined in the comfort, "That's right! If you keep drinking like this, you will almost become a resentful husband!"
"Little Momo is like a kitten or puppy. If she is locked up for a long time, she will lose her temper. Actually, you don't have to worry, she will just go out and walk around a few times, and she will come back in a few days."
Xiang Yimo calmly put down the bottles of wine. Teng Yue actually dared to compare her to a kitten and a puppy. Well, she remembered it! If you don't take revenge, it's not Yimo!
"Besides, she is not a three-year-old child anymore. Is it possible that she will get lost?"
"Master Si Chen, you don't know that my wife is a road addict, and she often gets lost in her own home." Butler He had a drooped face, worry written all over his face.
"There is someone who can be such a crazy person. How she survives to this day is simply a miracle for mankind!"
Can Xiang Yimo be blamed for this? Her sister didn’t draw her a map, and the house was so big. How could she know where it was as soon as she entered? So she shamelessly asked the servants often, and then her reputation as a wanderlust spread.
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Teng Yue glared at Ren Sichen, asking him to comfort people, not to cause trouble, "It doesn't matter if you get lost, you can ask the police uncle!"
The corner of Xiang Yimo's mouth twitched. They thought she was a preschooler. She was still mentally retarded. She was lost and wanted to find the police uncle. It was shameful for him to think of it.
"We have sent so many people and hired a large number of private detectives. So many days have passed and there is still no news. Do you think she will..." Ren Sichen really couldn't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth.
Then he was stepped on by Teng Yue.
He immediately changed his words and said, "Will she hide?"
Teng Yue nodded, "Do you want to post a missing person notice? If you provide clues, you will be rewarded with a large reward. As long as she is still in this area, she will definitely be unable to fly!"
It sounds like a missing person notice! In fact, it is different from a wanted notice.
"How are you going to write a missing person notice? The wife of the CEO of Bonanna Group has run away from home? Tomorrow the stock price will definitely be volatile, and the young master will become a joke. Or should you write that the wife has Alzheimer's disease and has lost her way? Or should you write that you have to travel thousands of miles to find your relatives?
Lost sister?" Butler He poured cold water on him.
Nangong Han drank a glass of wine, narrowed his blurred black eyes slightly, and said quietly: "I feel that she is not far away!"
This dear friend has already become a blockbuster without saying anything, which really makes Xiang Yimo startled and his hands tremble——
"Bang -" A wine bottle rolled down and made a crisp sound, which immediately attracted the attention of these people.
Xiang Yimo lowered her head tightly and felt eight scorching eyes directed at her. She squeezed her throat and apologized repeatedly in a high-pitched baby voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"It's okay. Go get some more wine. There's a wine barrel here. It's definitely not enough!" Teng Yue gave her a big note as a tip.
Xiang Yimo's hands couldn't stop trembling slightly, because she knew that Nangong Hanying's eyes were fixed on her, so she immediately took the tip and turned around to leave.
"Stop!" When she walked to the door, a cold and deep voice suddenly called her.
Xiang Yimo paused and almost stumbled to the ground. She took a deep breath, her heart beating like thunder. She immediately forced out a stiff smile, turned around, and asked dryly: "Mr.