The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 681 Things are right and people are wrong ([-])

Thinking of this, Tang's mother inevitably felt a little sad.

She took Yiran upstairs, and she was very obedient, she didn't need to be coaxed to sleep or anything, and she wasn't afraid of the dark, she was very courageous, she started to fall asleep after covering the quilt.

Tang Ma turned off the light and quietly exited the room.

Back in the hall, I saw Yan Nuo sitting on the sofa, holding a glass filled with clear water in both hands, his eyes lost sight of somewhere.

Tang Ma sighed softly and walked over.

"Miss Yan, it's so late, why don't you go to rest?"

"Oh, it's okay...I can't sleep now anyway."

She has the habit of insomnia now, all night and all night, but she just can't close her eyes. She would rather survive one night after another with her eyes open, rather than being full of nightmares as soon as she falls asleep.

"Master... still no news?"

Tang Ma hesitated, but couldn't help asking the question.

How could a person disappear for four years without any reason?
What's more, that person was still Lu Qiancheng.

"Mother Tang, tell me, does he want me or Yiran anymore?" There was a wry smile on the corner of her lips, and she tightened her grip on the water glass.

"How could it be? The young master loves you the most and loves you the most, Miss Yan. How could you not want you?"

"But, it's been four years, why hasn't he come to me?"

She didn't know what happened to make him disappear. Si Shaoqian and Lu Qianyuan tried their best to help her find him, but they couldn't find him.

If he is still alive in this world, then there is only one possibility, he is not willing to see her.

If he wanted to, he could find her anytime, anywhere. If he didn't want to, even if the world was turned upside down, he would not be able to find her.

Tang Ma still wanted to say a few words of comfort, but Yan Nuo went to stand up.

Holding on to the railing, she walked upstairs step by step.

Turning on the light in the master bedroom, the furnishings inside were still exactly the same as four years ago. She stood at the door, looking at those familiar things and scenes, her eyes were sore.

She seemed to see his figure. He propped his head with one hand, lay on his side on the bed, and called her name.

Yan Nuo, come here.

His tone sounded impatient.

Yan Nuo took a step forward, approached the bed, and lay down on the bed.

With her thin body tightly hugging the soft blanket, she tried hard to feel a little more of his breath, a little more, a little more...

It's just that things are different, and her mood cannot be described as despair.

……

Early the next morning, I felt a small movement in my ear.

Yan Nuo opened his eyes, looked at the crystal chandelier above his head, and didn't recover for three seconds.

Last night, on this familiar bed, she miraculously fell asleep, and slept soundly.

"Mum, it's time for you to send me to school." Yiran said calmly from the side.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yan Nuo got up from the bed in a panic, and glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed. At [-]:[-], Yiran was already late for school.

Damn, why did she oversleep?

"Don't worry, take your time." Yiran sat down on the sofa with a book in his hands, occasionally looked up at Yan Nuo who was running up and down in the room, and couldn't help shaking his head repeatedly.

Yan Nuo hurriedly changed her clothes and finished washing.

"Yiran, let's go to school." She picked up her schoolbag and said anxiously to Yiran.

"You should have breakfast first."

"Ah?" Yan Nuo glanced at his watch, "You're already late!"

How could she be in the mood for breakfast?
(End of this chapter)