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Chapter 941: Chapter 667: Fu Sheng and Ming Xu (Part 2)_3

Shan Minglang lost his balance and stumbled directly into the room.

Zeng Xiaocheng hurriedly stepped forward to help, meeting Shan Mingxu’s gloomy face, causing him to shiver all over.

Shan Minglang quickly got up, touched his nose, and grinned at Shan Mingxu, asking,

"Bro... Hehe, Sister-in-law Fu Sheng isn’t leaving, right?"

"When did I ever say she was your sister-in-law?!"

Shan Mingxu roared furiously, his voice echoing clearly throughout the entire house!

In the dining room downstairs, the people at the table had yet to disperse.

Upon hearing Shan Mingxu’s angry voice, they exchanged glances...

Ye Han’s face showed worry, but her hand under the table tightly clenched the hem of her skirt. She just knew...

Shan Mingxu going to find Fu Sheng wouldn’t lead to a good result.

Indeed...

Shan Mingxu didn’t go downstairs, instead he went back up to the third floor, slammed the door after entering his room.

Shan Minglang looked baffled, turned to Fu Sheng, Fu Sheng met his gaze, and displayed a faint smile as if everything was just a passing cloud, shrugging her shoulders slightly,

"It’s over."

What does... it’s over... mean?

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Ye Han stayed at the Shan family until evening, had dinner there as well.

The atmosphere at dinner was much better than lunch.

Shan Mingxu and Liang Fusong acted as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing.

Yet not a single word was exchanged between the two.

Ye Han also didn’t talk much, acting even gentler, more cautiously, and more appropriately.

At this moment, in Shan Mingxu’s heart, Ye Han and Liang Fusong formed a stark contrast.

Silently placing dishes on Ye Han’s plate, this small gesture said so much.

After dinner, Shan Mingxu took the initiative to drive Ye Han home.

On the way, neither of them spoke much. Only when they arrived at the Ye family’s door did Ye Han speak up before getting out of the car,

"Are you... using me to upset Sister Fu Sheng?"

"...No."

Shan Mingxu gripped the steering wheel tightly, let out a heavy sigh.

Ye Han smiled,

"Alright, if you say there’s none then there’s none. But..."

"What?"

"If there is, I hope... this is the last time."

Ye Han got out of the car, walked around to the driver’s side, bent down while leaning on her knee, smiled at Shan Mingxu,

"Be careful on your way back."

"...Alright."

Shan Mingxu watched Ye Han enter the Ye family house, only then did he turn the car around to head back.

Beijing at night remained bustling, air quality worsened day by day, the daytime smog formed a thin veil over the night.

Always obscured people’s view, making it hard to see some things clearly...

"Mingxu, I’ve always liked your name, always thought, Fu Sheng as Mingxu, how wonderful it would be..."

"Without hope, with hope. Desolate, no longer desolate."

"..."

Damn it! What does it mean to have no hope, with hope? What does it mean, desolate no longer desolate!

This woman always liked playing these riddles, always liked masking her true self with a veil!

Emotional excitement or perhaps a sense of foreboding quietly brewed, the car sped increasingly fast, treating this main road as a racetrack, fearing missed opportunities...

No reason for the anxious feeling.

The car finally stopped at home, the courtyard in the narrow alley.

Getting out of the car, he entered the front gate, instinctively looking up, the light from the second-floor window was still on, unconsciously releasing a breath of relief.

Entering with a somber face, Shan Munan and Yin Shihua were watching TV in the living room, Yin Meng and Lin Xinhong looked up at him...

Their expressions made one feel uncomfortable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yin Meng and Lin Xinhong averted their gaze, saying nothing, making it hard for Shan Mingxu to read their emotions.

"I’m tired, going back to my room."

With that, Shan Mingxu headed upstairs, and when he reached the second floor, he wanted to pass by the room at the far end, but couldn’t help stopping.

Standing at the door, slightly ajar, letting out a faint yellow light from inside.

He didn’t go in, just stood there, hands and feet heavy and stiff like lead.

Too late for words, yet still wanting to say something...

Can’t we talk things over? Communicate better?

Shan Mingxu... are you really so reluctant to let her go?

She’s just a woman of unknown origin, apart from her beauty, she has no other merits...

Shan Mingxu... if you’re reluctant, you shouldn’t have let her leave... once she leaves, when can you meet again?

It’s better not to meet again, isn’t it? That woman always causes worry, she’s nothing but a big trouble...

Shan Mingxu...

"Squeak——"

The door unexpectedly opened, producing a jarring creak.

Reacting almost instinctively, Shan Mingxu turned and walked away.

"Stop hiding, Fu Sheng... has already left."

Minglang said blandly, his mood wasn’t good, discernible.

Shan Mingxu’s figure froze, as if his heart had dropped with a clang.

Minglang walked past him,

"Bro, you will regret it, due to your impulsiveness and bad temper!"

Mingxu watched Minglang’s figure disappearing upstairs, for the first time realizing the rift starting between them...

He turned back, entering the dimly lit room.

In the empty room, nothing seemed missing...

He thought she’d at least pack her things, at least...

He forgot, she came with nothing.

A letter laid on the table, with four beautifully written characters on it — ’Dreamlike Flute.’

Opening it, nothing inside.

Just like now, Shan Mingxu’s heart, empty.

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Yin Shixiu returned home, and the Yin family elders refused to stay at the Shan family courtyard any longer.

The apartment, though not small, with eight people living there felt somewhat crowded.

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Yin Shixiu, sitting in his wheelchair, about to leave for Anhe Private Hospital, laughed helplessly hearing his mother’s words.

Not too long ago, Zhou Mengqin would never have said such things.

"Mom, it’s really cramped. I’ll find someone to clean the Yin Mansion today, we can move back the fastest by next week, just a week..."

"Yes, just a week, squeeze in a bit it’s fine! Hehe."

Yin Shaohui quickly said.

Yin Shixiu massaged his forehead, glancing at Su Xiaomeng, who was also smiling wryly behind him.

Su Xiaomeng knew the Yin family elders’ thoughts all too well. Emotions are the same, Yin Shixiu finally returned, he was like a lost piece of their heart returning, they wanted to cherish him...

"So... let’s squeeze in, it’s just a week anyway."

Su Xiaomeng smiled.

The Yin elders exhaled in relief hearing their daughter-in-law agree.

Yet Yin Shixiu seemed hesitant,

"What about father-in-law and mother-in-law... won’t they feel uncomfortable?"

Su Xiaomeng leaned down, placing a hand on his shoulder, lightly smiling by his cheek,

"Fourth Young Master, my family used to live in a hundred square meters, this house is large... just seems cramped compared to the Yin Mansion, but for us ordinary folks, it’s quite spacious."

Yin Shixiu chuckled.

Su Xiaomeng looked up at the Yin elders,

"Dad, Mom, it’s alright, my parents enjoy the liveliness, the more the merrier, it’s not cramped, just worried about bothering you, with Shuang’er and Huang’er being so energetic."

"We can’t get enough of Shuangshuang and Huanghuang!"