Taking out her mobile phone from her bag, Meng Xi saw Yang Mo Xiao flipping through the phone numbers and leaned over from behind, "Who are you going to call?"

  "Ask Mu Hang about it..."

  Yang Buruo was stunned after he finished speaking.

  Xu Muhuang is already dead, and now she's calling him, is it to connect a call to heaven?

  Thinking so, Yang Fuxiao smiled.

  Meng Xi patted Yang Wu Xiao's shoulder, heard someone knocking on the door, comforted her for a moment, and then got up to open the door.

  Yang Brushed Dawn was stunned for a while, and Meng Xi had not returned yet.

  At this time, it still had to rely on the all-powerful internet. Yang Fu Xiao searched for it on Baidu and roughly looked at it, finding that they were mostly similar to the previous rumors and gossip, which was what Meng Xi, a small woman, liked to read. However, how much of the information was true was unknown, and Yang Fu Xiao wasn't particularly interested in this.

  Besides, Xu Muhuang is already dead. Three years ago, it was she who pieced together his incomplete body and pushed him into the crematorium. Now, in the Eastern District Cemetery, lies his ashes.

  The most unbearable thing about the night shift is the inverted time difference, especially for someone like Yang Guofang who has already suffered two days of torture at the Yang's house. After enduring another sleepless night until early morning, she looks like a completely different person - pale and haggard, clearly on the verge of collapse from exhaustion, yet her cerebral cortex remains strangely excited. All her brain cells seem to be magnifying glasses that enlarge Gu Qingcheng's face in her mind and heart, over and over again.

  Meng Xi was in high spirits and chatted with someone online for an entire night, the sound of her fingers flying across the keyboard never stopping.

  "Where are you going?"

  Yang Fuxiao took her bag and went out, "I'm going to the pharmacy to buy a box of sleeping pills."

  She must ensure her own mental state and have a good sleep. She doesn't need to be depressed for someone who suddenly intrudes into her world.

  However, this intruder did not appear in front of her for a whole week.

  But living under the same roof, it's inevitable to hear news about this person from people around.

  "Mom, Gu Qingcheng gave me a skirt."

  Yang Sosu has been getting more and more arrogant these days, all because of that one time when she had dinner at the Yang's house, and then Gu Qingcheng took her out to eat twice, go shopping, buy things, and give her clothes. This made Yang Duliang very happy, as the company's project was short of funds, and this was being negotiated with the bank for a loan. With Gu Qingcheng as a big backer, there was no need to worry about money anymore.

  Yang brushed past her mother silently from the doorway, "Mom, I'm going to work."

  The Yang family is just a temporary residence for Yang Fu Xiao, anyway she will be married out in three months.

  To put it in Meng Xi's words, except for topics related to Xu Mu Xiang, she has lost all interest and desire, even the wedding is not on her mind.

  As she walked to the door, Yang Suxin suddenly called out behind her, "Feng Xiao, wait for me, I'll go out with you."

  Yang Fuxiao waited at the door for half a minute before Yang Susu came out with her bag.

  Yang Su asked: "How's this skirt of mine?"

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled: "Good-looking."

  What she said is 100% true, it's a really beautiful skirt.

  With Yang Suxin around, going out is of course a car picking up and dropping off, Yang Fuchao also basked in the glory of Yang Suxin and took the family car once.

  "Go to Ya Wan Hotel," Yang SuSu smiled and explained to Yang DuXiao, "I heard that Gu QingCheng is at Ya Wan today."

  Yang Fu Xiao did not express approval or disapproval.

  She didn't feel anything when she heard the name, and only felt a slight palpitation in her heart when she saw his face, feeling suffocated by the oppressive atmosphere, so the only way was to avoid him from afar.

  However, Yang Suxin insisted on telling Yang Fuxiao about Gu Qingcheng's affairs, or which restaurant he went to, or which golf course he went to, and even took her to a banquet.

  Yang Xiaoxiao finally knew why Yang Suxin deliberately called her to walk together, probably just two words: show off.

  "And I've seen Qin Shuang too!"

  Yang's gaze finally had a ripple of movement, "Qin Shuang?"

  "Yes, it's that sliver of white moonlight in Gu Qingcheng's heart," Yang Susu said. "However, alas, the beauty has another attachment."

  Yang Mu Xiao raised an eyebrow: "Then you clearly know that Gu Qing Cheng doesn't like you, but you still..."

  "Ah," Yang Suxu glared at Yang Fuxiao, "it's fine if she doesn't care about her heart, as long as she's by my side."

  Yang Fu Xiao laughed twice.

  She turned to the window and suddenly remembered the girl with a smile in the cemetery that night, it has to be said that Gu Qingcheng's eyes were still good.

  …………

  In the general manager's office of Ya Huan, Gu Qingcheng was looking at the stock market trend chart that had just opened, shaking his mouse and his face was somewhat solemn.

  The office phone rang, and Gu Qingcheng pressed the internal line.

  Miss Yang has arrived.

  Gu Qingcheng slightly furrowed his brow: "Which Miss Yang?"

  "Yang's eldest miss Yang Susu."

  Gu Qingcheng rubbed his brow, slightly closing his eyes, looking somewhat tired. The person on the other end of the line asked: "Mr. Gu, do you want to let her in?"

  A moment later, Gu Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Let her in."