With hope in his heart, Fu Hanye suddenly became energetic and full of energy.
Asang was called in by Dynasty.
Not knowing what Fu Hanye was looking for, Ah Sang felt a sense of joy in his heart and said, "Sir, you are looking for me."
Fu Hanye took a serious look at the woman in front of him for the first time. The woman's facial features were not beautiful, but she looked like a kind person. "Thank you for taking care of her for so long. Now, can you tell me where she is?"
The man didn't mention his name, but Asang knew who the 'she' in his mouth was referring to, and the light of expectation in his eyes gradually extinguished.
She lowered her head and clasped her fingers together, "Mr. Bai and the others said that Ruanruan is dead."
Fu Hanye was not angry, but was very patient, "Mr. Bai and the others said, what do you think?"
Asang raised his eyes and looked at the handsome and god-like man in front of him, "I... don't know."
Afraid that Fu Hanye wouldn't believe it, Asang added in a panic, "I actually don't believe it either, but this is the truth, sir. Ruanruan is really not the person you are looking for. You'd better leave here."
She couldn't say more.
When Ah Sang was about to exit, Fu Hanye stepped forward quickly and grabbed her hand. Unexpectedly, Fu Hanye would make such a move. Ah Sang quickly turned from fright to surprise. The male god's hands and fingertips were dry, and the heat was there. , invading her heart bit by bit.
"tell me."
The man's voice was gentle and low-pitched, with an indescribable temptation.
All the male aura erupts from his body.
Asang's heart trembled and he took a breath, "Sir, Ruanruan is really gone."
In order to make Fu Hanye believe it, Asang squeezed out two tears, fearing that she would reveal more secrets. Asang tried hard to ignore the throbbing in her heart. She peeled off the man's hand, and then left without looking back.
The difficulty in Asang's eyes made Fu Hanye understand that his Nian Nian was still alive in this world.
My chest was filled with soreness and excitement, but there was also too much helplessness and irritability.
Fu Hanye didn't dare to close his eyes. When he closed his eyes, he only saw the look of deep thoughts covered in blood. In the past three years, every time he recalled the heavy rain, he felt worse than death. He was even a little afraid of the torrential rainy nights, afraid of the loneliness and... Guilt and regret gnaw at my heart.
Wang Chao was ordered by him to go out to inquire about the news. Two hours later, Wang Chao came back dressed in white snow-dyed clothes. "Mr. Fu, some people said that the Bai family fished out a female body from the deep pool under the cliff three days ago. They also said that Bai The family does have a daughter named Bai Ruan, who has been raised in a boudoir since she was a child. No one has ever seen her, so the three Bai brothers protect her closely."
Such rumors also dashed Fu Hanye's hope that Bai Ruan was Shen Nian.
"It's just a rumor."
The rumors are not credible.
Fu Hanye is wise and intelligent, so how could he believe it.
Wang Chao raised his eyebrows, "But, there is no flaw in their words. Are we wasting our efforts?"
If Bai Ruan wasn't Shen Nian, then everything they did and Fu Hanye's heart-rending pain were completely unnecessary.
Knowing what Chao Chao wanted to say, Fu Hanye motioned for him to shut up impatiently.
Before Wang Dynasty left, he finally bravely suggested, "I think there is no need for us to spend time here. Just now, Li Huan called and said that Fu Hanjiang's people in the company treat us as non-existent. If it's later..."
The dynasty was worried that the Fu family and Fu Hanjiang's people would have no scruples in their ambition to replace them while they were around.
Fu Hanye pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Fu Hanjiang and Fu Hanye are not paying attention for the time being. Aren't they just a Fu family?
He has countless assets in his name, and even if the Fu family is gone, he can still live a prosperous life.
However, without Shen Nian, he could no longer live.
"In the past three years, Bu Nian has not been found. Not missing is the best news. Maybe one day, we will be able to find her. She has lost her mother..."
"Shut up."
Speaking of his daughter, Fu Hanye's heart began to hurt again.
Three years ago, he lost his wife and daughter at the same time. He had almost no courage to live. If Bu Nian hadn't been missing and his determination to find the child had not supported him, he might have followed Shen Nian.
Seeing the pain on the man's face, Wang Chao said nothing and turned around and went out.
He put on his coat and took a scarf from the suitcase. The white scarf was a handmade work with fine and dense needlework. It was knitted by Shen Nian three years ago.
It was the second year after their marriage. She arranged his clothes and took this scarf from the cloakroom.
She put it on for him with a face full of joy, and told him in a gentle voice not to take it off because the winter that year was too cold and she was afraid that he would freeze.
What she didn't know was that as soon as he walked out of the door, he took off his scarf because he was not used to wearing scarves.
What Fu Hanye didn't know was that when he took the scarf and walked to drive, Shen Nian saw his figure by the window, and the smile on his face was condensed because there was no scarf around his neck.
Things are changing.
She lost her memory, could not remember him, and there was no place for him in her heart. But when he suddenly looked back, he realized that she had already taken root and sprouted in his heart.
His long fingers gently stroked the scarf. The thin and soft wool resembled the skin on Shen Nian's body, the body that he had missed for three years.
He held it in the palm of his hand and put it against his chest, feeling as if it was tightly pressed against Shen Nian's body.
He had a strong urge to see Shen Nian, thinking crazily.
Wrapping the scarf around his neck, he opened the door and saw the snowy wind blowing in, ruthlessly torturing his face, just like the amnesia of Shen Nian torturing his heart, day and night.
Seeing Fu Hanye coming out, he was surprised again, "Mr. Fu..."
Where is this going?
"Walk."
Fu Hanye vomited a single syllable and strode out of the hotel. Chao Chao did not dare to ask and could only follow him silently.
Bai Gongguan is located next to Huaqing Pool.
There are groups of bodyguards and the security is tight.
Fu Hanye and Chao Chao walked around outside and found that they couldn't sneak in, so they had to come to the front door. The bodyguard had already noticed them.
The eyes he looked at them were eerie, as if he were looking at two dead people.
"Brother, please go in and tell your master that we want to see them."
The bodyguard ignored him.
Wang Chao softened his voice and said, "Please, brother."
One of the icebergs, perhaps moved by compassion, raised his eyelids, went in, and came out after a while, "Mr. Bai said he doesn't know you, so hurry up and leave."
Fu Hanye raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell Bai Laosan that I have the antidote he needs."
The bodyguard went in again, and when he came out, his face looked a little better, "Third Young Master said, leave the antidote and you can leave."
Fu Hanye sneered, "Is there such a good thing in the world?"
"Crazy Fu, what are you doing here?"
Following the man's cold voice, a cold snowy wind blew.
Fu Hanye looked at the man coming out, Bai Hua.
"I have an antidote for the sores on your brother's body."
Bai Hua raised his chin arrogantly, "No need."
Fu Hanye chuckled, "There's only one chance."
After saying that, Fu Hanye turned around to leave when Bai Hua said again, "Wait a minute."
