C162 He Went Back to France

After Xiao Qinghan left the manor, he did not return for a few days. Ling Muxue only felt her heart becoming more and more depressed day by day, and her face became more and more haggard and ugly.

She called him a few times, but he only told her to rest and not to think about anything. In the end, Ling Muxue did not ask anything and hung up the phone.

It was a dark day, with no light, and the cold wind was sharp and cold, and the distant coast was one with the oppressive sky, rolling and rolling.

Ling Muxue was sitting on the balcony, wrapped in a fur coat, letting the cold wind blow against her face and cut her cheeks. She looked listless and her face was pale.

She had been sitting in the cold wind all morning. Little Fat kept meowing and scratching Ling Muxue with its paw, but Ling Muxue acted as if she did not hear anything.

A few of the women at the side were so cold that their entire bodies were stiff and trembling. However, when they looked at Ling Muxue, they felt as if nothing was wrong with her. However, if they continued to blow like this, there was no guarantee that they would not catch a cold. If the Young Master found out about this, they would be dead for sure.

One of the maids also came forward and whispered respectfully: "Miss Ling, it is cold here. You should go in. If you are sick, it will be hard for us to explain when Young Master comes back."

However, Ling Muxue did not react at all. Her eyes were empty and she did not know where she was looking.

"Miss Ling..." The maid continued to call out to her, but Ling Muxue still did not respond.

The maid looked at each other. What should she do?

Just then, the phone in Ling Muxue's hand rang. Ling Muxue's somewhat empty eyes suddenly trembled. She reacted and picked up the phone. However, when she saw the name on the screen, Ling Muxue's heart sank.

Ling Muxue answered the phone, "Hello, what's wrong? Xiao-Xiao?" The voice in the cold wind sounded tired and weary.

"Muxue, what happened to you?" Yin Xiaoxiao asked excitedly, "Why did you sound so upset when I called you?"

"No, of course not!" She forced a smile.

"You seem to be forcing a smile. I heard from Yiyue that you have been in a bad mood for the past few days. What's wrong with you? If you're in a bad mood, why didn't you call me? Do you still think of me as a friend?"

In the past, if Ling Muxue had anything on her mind, she would confide in Yin Xiaoxiao. But now, she held it in because she didn't know how to begin.

"I'm fine. It's just that I'm bored staying in the manor every day!"

"Really? Why did I hear from Yiyue that you had a conflict with Xiao Qinghan recently, and you two quarreled again?"

A fight? If only they had quarreled, at least she would have known why Xiao Qinghan had ignored her, but now that Xiao Qinghan was so deliberately alienated, and he was telling her all kinds of things, she didn't know what was wrong with him at all, and her heart felt very uncomfortable.

"No quarrel," she whispered, sounding listless.

"You didn't quarrel?" Yin Xiaoxiao paused for a moment before saying, "Muxue, do you really like Xiao Qinghan?"

Ling Muxue was stunned. She had also asked herself this question before, but she did not know how to answer it.

"I've never seen you so upset before when Xiao Qinghan was out flirting. You were so eager for him to go out and find more women, but now you're so lonely because of him."

"I..."

Indeed, she had found that she cared more and more about Xiao Qinghan now that she was used to him by her side. For several days in a row, he disappeared from her side like this, and her heart became a little lonely.

The indifference, the indifference of three years, changed in a matter of a few months, and she could not tell for the time being what it was.

"Didn't you hear a saying that when you care about a person, you can sense his every word and action. If you don't care about a person, everything about him won't affect you. You are affected by his behavior, so Muxue, you have started to care about him. That proves that you really have started to like him."

As she spoke, Yin Jing sighed. "Ai! As expected of the Young Master Xiao. He really knows how to make women happy and even your firm heart is affected. However, I advise Muxue not to give up your heart completely. Although all the rumors about Xiao Qinghan have been removed, who knows if he did it on a whim? Don't forget, he has a serious record of being a criminal. If he really wants to live a peaceful life with you, then you can really try to forget Gu Shaochen and accept your current life."

Ling Muxue thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "Yes! I got it, Xiao-Xiao. Thank you."

After chatting for a while, Ling Muxue's mood improved a little. Sometimes, friends were really important regulators in life. Xiao-Xiao was as important to her as Yiyue and her mother because they would never hurt her.

She called the maid to bring some food over. She had not been eating or drinking for the past few days, so she was not in the mood to eat at all.

Xiao-xiao was right. She might really like Xiao Qinghan now, that was why she cared so much about him, but after all, Xiao Qinghan had had so many women in the past three years. Before she was sure that he really wanted to live with her, she could not get too addicted, or else she would be the only one who would get hurt.

...

All high-tech and electronic. In the wide eggshell-like room, Xiao Qinghan was sitting on a swivel chair, holding a tablet in his hand and looking at the picture on it. Inside was the situation of Ling Muxue in the manor for the past few days.

His heart felt as though it had been cut by a knife, as he watched her growing more and more gaunt, more and more wooden. It had affected her too deeply, he had failed to protect her, had let her suffer irreparable damage, and the cruelty in his deep eyes had grown more and more intense.

At that moment, there was the sound of a machine door opening. A man strode in and felt the strong fear. He had gotten used to the young master's icy cold aura, but he still felt scared every time, and this time it was even stronger.

"Young master, we've found out." Jon stood in front of the pure white desk and said respectfully.

After he finished speaking, a strong blood aura spread out, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qinghan had already left his chair.

Three days ago, which was also the second day after Xiao Qinghan left.

"He went back to France?" Rorai asked in surprise.

...""

As the other side spoke, Rorai's beautiful face tightened, and the light in her eyes became more and more sinister. She should have known that in time those people would all disappear, and with his ability, he would have been able to see through it.