One day three months later, Fang Yiren, who had recovered halfway through the recovery, disappeared from the Shangguan family silently one night.
Shangguan Rui didn't send anyone to find him-
He had long expected that Fang Yiren would leave, and he could probably guess where Fang Yiren would go after he left.
No matter where Fang Yiren goes or what she does, it is her personal wish, and no one is qualified to intervene.
All he can do is to cure the aftermath.
really--
The next day, news came back from Yuanye: Fang Yiren committed suicide in front of Feng Liye’s tombstone.
When I discovered it, I had already died.
Shangguan Rui sent someone to the aftermath and blocked all media, and did not allow any reports on this matter—
After three months, Sikong Lingge's mood has actually calmed down.
But Shangguan Rui was still worried that the news about Feng Liye would cause a burden on Sikong Lingge.
He didn't want the life that had finally calmed down and would cause trouble again.
"Young Master, Miss Fang's affairs have been arranged." The bodyguard replied in his ears.
"Go down." Shangguan Rui waved.
The bodyguard nodded and turned around and left.
"etc."
As soon as he reached the door, he suddenly heard Shangguan Rui speak again, stopped and turned respectfully—
"Big Master."
"Keep your mouth shut."
"Yes." The bodyguard stepped back and brought the door with him.
Shangguan Rui was trapped in the swivel chair, sat silently for a while, got up and left, and went to the garden.
Sikong Lingge was accompanying their daughter, playing on the grass, with Xiaobai.
The little girl rode on Xiaobai, rolling around, giggling happily.
I couldn't stop Sikong Lingge even if I kept shouting.
As soon as Shangguan Rui appeared, the little girl immediately threw Xiaobai away, twisted her short legs, and ran towards him, "Didi...Didi...Didi..."
The little girl has just been learning tooth language these days and her mouth is very unclear.