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He was worried about them, too.

But he could tell them nothing.

The sound of the heavy rain came through the small window. The air was cold and still.

Lu Yiyao's expression became more and more solemn.

Clang! Clang!

The iron door opened from the outside and Chu Tian, who was dressed in black, walked in.

The air in the room flowed slightly, but the temperature dropped even further.

"Third Young Master Lu, your phone."

Chu Tian walked in and handed the phone to Lu Yiyao.

Lu Yiyao didn't extend his hand to receive it and just looked at him coldly.

Chu Tian did not like to talk too much. Since Lu Yiyao did not say anything, he also stopped talking. Ye Zichen gently put Lu Yiyao's phone on the desk, then turned around and left.

The door slammed shut again.

Locked.

Lu Yiyao Jun's face was tense. His dark, narrow eyes seemed to shrink, and a cold light overflowed from his cold pupils. His hands could not help but clench into fists.

Jun Moshang was so brazen that he locked him up here and forced him to hand over the 'A.I. Chip'.

Wasn't this person Jun Moyuan or Jun Linchuan?

Heh …

He pursed his cold lips, and the corner of his mouth curled into an indifferent sneer.

"Jun Moshang, do you know that it would be easy to send someone to hell?"

The screen of his phone lit up. He lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

New news came in.

Slide away.

"Little Uncle, Little Aunt asked if you're coming over for dinner?"

Gong Nanling sent it over.

Lu Yiyao carefully tried to figure out the true meaning of this sentence.

After a few minutes, he deleted it and did not reply. He slowly placed the phone back on the table and leaned his back against it. He folded his hands and closed his eyes. He looked calm and composed as he closed his eyes.

The camera at the corner of the room immediately transmitted his messages into the computer in Jun Moshang's study.

"Lu Yiyao, you really have a lot of patience."

Jun Moshang looked at the computer screen and his eyes narrowed. At the tip of his finger, there was an extra cigarette.

The smoke slowly spread out.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette and exhaled the smoke from his mouth. His eyes became increasingly cold.

"I want to see who can resist until the end!"

"..."

Yunjing.

At the villa by the lake.

Gu Mengmeng accompanied Lin Yanyan to watch the TV and then called him upstairs to wash up.

Downstairs, only Gong Nanling and Tang Yi were left.

"Young Master, who are you waiting for?"

Seeing that Gong Nanling was a bit uneasy, Tang Yi kept glancing at the phone on the tea table from time to time.

"Fuck you …"

Gong Nanling glared at him and snappily said.

Tang Yi took the initiative to sit over, reached out his hand and caught him off guard by the wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Gong Nanling struggled to answer.

"Young master, your heart rate is a bit too fast?"

Tang Yi's finger rested on the pulse on his wrist.

"There must be something on your mind."

He slowly let go and turned his head to look at him, saying with absolute certainty.

"…"

Gong Nanling took the TV remote control and changed the television station. Seeing that it was an advertisement, he pressed it again.

Back and forth, jumping up and down, the television station's logo constantly switching back and forth.

"My young master, if you keep on talking like this, the TV will go crazy because of you …"

Tang Yi couldn't stand it any longer, so he 'grabbed' the remote control in his hands.

"Give me …"

Gong Nanling snatched it back.

"You …"

Tang Yi felt a headache coming on, so he just ignored them. He grabbed a magazine on the tea table and started flipping through it.

After two pages, it felt even more boring.

"Forget it, I'll just go and rest."

He had asked Sister Zhou earlier and said that Lin Ange had already arranged a room for him on the first floor.

"…"

Gong Nanling was still focused on tuning the station and ignored him.

Tang Yi stood up and put the magazine back. He walked around a lounge and headed to the guest room on the first floor.

After being with Lu Yiyao for so many years, he knew that this mansion used to have no guest rooms. Now, perhaps because of Lin Ange's suggestion, there were only two guest rooms.

"Which one should I choose?"

He hesitated and then chose the innermost guest room.

He walked in and closed the door. Suddenly, he wanted to ask a very 'serious' question.

"There are only two rooms in this villa, but there are three of them now? Hm? I don't want to live with the young master, that... "Haha …"

As he thought about it, he let out a very unkind laugh.

"Young Master Gong, you have to thank me for this great opportunity. It's great to be in the same room with my beloved one. "

He decisively locked the door. Then, humming, he walked into the washroom.

In the living room.

Gong Nanling kept pressing the remote control on the TV. It was either an advertisement, a soap opera, or a variety show. He didn't even like it.

Suddenly, a wanted poster appeared on the television.

Gong Nanling's gaze froze for a moment. The remote control finally got a short 'rest'.

"This person is the one that harmed Hee Shen?"

The announcement was repeated three times.

Gong Nanling memorized every word inside. At the same time, the suspect's face appeared clearly in his mind.

Although he had a cold in the hospital for the past few days, he was still quite concerned about the Central Factory.

After which, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and the anger in his heart was unable to be quelled.

The supervisor clearly hanged himself, but his family was tied to the factory. Not only did it cause trouble, but it also caused the factory to shut down. And he was also committing violence and wounding Hee Shen maliciously.

After the announcement was broadcast, it was once again a live television shopping show.

Gong Nanling was a bit noisy when he heard it, so he just turned quiet and let the TV screen roll.

After sitting for a while, Gu Mengmeng slowly walked down the stairs. Seeing that he was alone, she asked.

"Where's Doctor Tang?"

"He went to rest."

Gong Nanling restrained his emotions and replied warmly.

"Then rest early."

Gu Mengmeng walked over, tidied up the tea table and sat on the sofa.

"It's still early."

Gong Nanling replied with a smile.0

Gu Mengmeng finished tidying up. She saw that the TV was on, but there was no sound. He took the remote control and pressed it.

Gong Nanling casually moved closer to her.

"There's actually a replay today."

Gu Mengmeng suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"What?"

Gong Nanling was stunned for a moment before he raised his eyebrows and looked at the TV screen.

"'Traveling with Dad'. This is the latest episode."

As a loyal fan, Gu Mengmeng understood the program very well.

"Does it look good?"

Gong Nanling had always been uninterested in variety shows. Seeing that Gu Mengmeng liked it, he had an inexplicable amount of interest in this program.

"It's pretty good, I like to watch it too."

"Mengmeng, sit here and watch …"

Gong Nanling patted the sofa beside him.

"Hmm?"

Gu Mengmeng turned around and glanced at him, her face slightly flushed.

"I don't have any other intentions. I just feel more comfortable sitting here and watching …"

Gong Nanling's Adam's apple rolled and he softly explained.

"I feel quite comfortable sitting here."

Gu Mengmeng turned around and refused his suggestion.

Gong Nanling pursed his lips. Seeing that she didn't want to come over, he put his hands on the edge of the sofa and moved once again.

Even so, the two of them still could not be intimate.

He gathered his courage and stood up, pushing his way into Gu Mengmeng's seat.

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