The sun sets over the western mountains, dyeing the sky deep red.

The autumn wind blew and messed up the long hair of the person next to the window, tangled up one strand after another and couldn't be untangled.

She stood there until sunset, until night fell—

The person she was eager to find had truly surfaced, but at this moment, she was deep in thought and at a loss.

The things that I had been trying to think about and try to prove, I finally understood, but my heart became numb.

Why does it feel so bad?

This room seemed empty, unpopular, and not suitable for her.

Suddenly, I feel confused.

Her legs were numb as she stood, but she didn't realize it.

As my mind became more and more confused, it seemed that only two people's names were left, and they kept wandering around.

Shangguan Linghao.

Third Young Master Han.

... kept appearing in her mind.

Gradually, Han Sanshao's figure became more and more blurred unconsciously; Shangguan Linghao's figure became clearer and clearer unconsciously.

She thought it was because she hadn't seen Mr. Han for so long!

Actually, she just wanted to know how he was doing?

What happened in the first place?

Why does everyone think he is dead even though he is clearly alive?

Shangguan Linghao said that he was the one who should leave, and she stayed.

However, she felt that she was the one who should leave, and this was his home.

After thinking about it, I felt so tired, so I slowly turned around and walked towards the huge bed——

A person's night is sometimes very long, sometimes very short——

She had been alone at night before, so she was used to it.

Now, why can't I fall asleep even though I'm tossing and turning? Is that because I'm used to it?

Habits...are a terrible thing!

————

The clouds of time are floating, drifting farther and farther with the wind.

The next day, Shangguan Linghao really didn't go home.

On the third day, I still didn’t go home.

On the third day, I still didn’t see him... The fifth day...

Early in the morning on the seventh day.

Bai Hanxin packed up her things again, and after finishing preparations, she went out.

She is used to being on her own, but there is no need to be in such a luxurious cage.

There is no point in continuing like this.

When she got married for Third Young Master Han, he did not die, but he never thought of telling her when he was alive. Everything she wanted to do became very ridiculous.

I got married for Third Young Master Han, but since then, it is no longer needed, so the marriage has no value.

She can't stay here.

If she leaves, Shangguan Linghao will naturally come back.

She didn't take anything that wasn't hers, and just kept it in a bag, just like when she came.

"Young mistress, where are you going?" Tony ran in in a hurry, only to see Bai Hanxin carrying a bag and pretending to be away.

Bai Hanxin glanced at him with a calm expression, "Where is Shangguan Linghao?" She still had one thing that she had not settled with him.

Everyone in the family saw the quarrel between the young master and the young mistress.

Tony even knew some inside information.

"Ouch! I'm telling you young people, how can any couple not quarrel about big things? Why do they need to quarrel to the point of separation?" As Tony said, he stretched out his hand to pull Bai Hanxin's hand away.

Grab the bag.

It's just that Bai Hanxin has always been agile, so how can he get what he wants?

She can't beat Shangguan Linghao, but let alone Tony, even the bodyguards at home are no match for her.

"You just need to tell me where he is." She stood up to the side, her eyes cold.

Tony sighed deeply, "I came here to tell you where the young master is."

When Bai Hanxin heard this, her eyes flashed slightly, knowing that Tony had something more to say.
Chapter completed!