The man suddenly spoke, and An Yin was startled, "Sure!"
Seeing how timid she was, ng Sihan’s stern and cold face gradually softened, and the original hostility dissipated.
Soon, the car started.
"Just drop off at ’South Lane’," An Yin reported an address.
ng Sihan didn’t ask much and nodded, "Alright."
’South Lane’ was not far from T University, and there would surely be many students passing by the main gate at this ti. An Yin didn’t want to be misunderstood, especially since the man’s car seed rather ostentatious.
The little girl’s thoughts were all written on her face, and ng Sihan didn’t need to guess to understand.
On this special day, the little girl surprised him a lot, and he was willing to accommodate her little thoughts.
ng Sihan’s car was powerful, cruising under the night sky like a dazzling scenery line.
In less than ten minutes, they arrived at ’South Lane’.
After parking by the curb, not far away lay an alley where students ate, drank, and entertained themselves.
"I’m getting off, goodbye!" An Yin looked at the man cautiously, her voice soft and tender.
"Mhm."
The man let out a cold grunt and opened the passenger door.
An Yin looked at the winged door, feeling quite unaccustod.
Upon reaching the roadside, An Yin instinctively glanced around. Seeing no familiar classmates, she almost ran into the neon lights not far away.
ng Sihan found her cautious deanor amusing, almost giving him the mischievous thrill of an ’affair’.
In the car, the man’s sharp brows and starry eyes flashed a deep, unreadable layer of secrets.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
As he leaned back on the seat, ready to close his eyes, a faint sound reached his ears.
ng Sihan picked up his phone and saw the na displayed on it, his surging emotions instantly calming down.
Not his mother.
Nor his father!
Indeed, his presence, in their eyes, was dispensable!
While he was deep in thought, ng Sihan didn’t notice the car that had been following was heading towards the little girl...
Perhaps tonight he was too despondent, allowing his guard to slip, not even noticing the car behind him.
***
An Residence.
When Uncle Ma returned to the hall carrying so items and saw the man seated on the grand armchair, he put down his things and bowed, "Sir, why aren’t you asleep yet?"
At this hour, the sir would have usually retired to his room. Quickly, Uncle Ma recalled sothing.
ng Heming picked up the teacup by his side, now cold, and took a sip. The bitter, astringent taste gradually cleared his mind.
"What was so important that needed buying at this late hour?" ng Heming asked, looking at the heavy bag with a frown.
Uncle Ma glanced at the items beneath him, remaining silent.
These were fresh pig bones; Uncle Ma had noticed the sir had lost so weight recently and thought of making so soup tonight, so the sir could try it in the morning. However, he dared not tell the sir this, knowing his aversion to supplents.
ng Heming didn’t force the matter when Uncle Ma remained silent, his gaze instead drifting from Uncle Ma to the dark courtyard outside.
Only then did Uncle Ma lift his head and cautiously speak, "Sir, I saw the young master’s car at the street corner earlier."
The man on the seat stiffened, a complicated emotion passing through his lancholy eyes.
Uncle Ma, observing his emotions, continued when seeing his deep expression, "There was a girl with the young master."
"If he has soone he likes, I won’t interfere," ng Heming said, the depths of his dark eyes suddenly clear.
Uncle Ma hesitated as he looked at him.
ng Sihan knew exactly what Uncle Ma was calculating in his mind; he sighed, "I know today is his birthday."
"Sir, the young master is thinking of you; otherwise, he wouldn’t have driven here in the middle of the night," Uncle Ma said, a hint of sigh in his tone.
"The connection between us as father and son is shallow; why force it?" ng Heming’s cold face showed no hint of a smile, his brow carrying a faint air of detachnt.
Uncle Ma knew certain things couldn’t be persuaded; over the years, if the sir could have understood, he would have long ago.
Just as he was about to leave with the items, the man who had been sitting rose slowly and walked into the courtyard, eventually standing by the lotus pond in the corner.
"She’s thinner!"
He spoke at a moderate pace, neither hurried nor slow.
Uncle Ma understood the aning behind his words.
Recently, the bank had sent over surveillance footage, and ever since then, whenever the sir had ti, he would watch that blurry video repeatedly.
In the video, Mrs. An was cautiously looking around. Not only that, she was wrapped tightly from head to toe, her face hidden behind a mask. Anyone else would not recognize the woman in the video as An Ying.
Yet, the sir recognized her with just one glance.
He was even obsessively enlarging the video, carefully observing Mrs. An’s changes.
Uncle Ma recalled the day the sir first received the video; only the words "deranged" could fittingly describe it!
Considering the sir’s lifelong stubbornness, still alone, Uncle Ma felt a pang of sorrow.
"Sir, the night is damp; it’s best to return inside," Uncle Ma stepped forward a few steps.
"Cough cough..."
The next mont, ng Heming covered his mouth with a fist, coughing several tis.
Seeing his state, Uncle Ma couldn’t bother with the items he had bought, imdiately reaching out to support him, "Sir, don’t push yourself; go rest."
Uncle Ma’s tone was almost pleading.
ng Heming raised a hand to stop Uncle Ma’s actions, and Uncle Ma, full of concern, retreated.
"In this lifeti, I wonder if I’ll ever see Ying’er!" The man looked up, gazing at the vast night sky, a wail escaping his lips.
A trace of lancholy appeared on Uncle Ma’s slightly gaunt face.
Despite sending people out, they still hadn’t found any information about Mrs. An.
Instead, they had caught wind of other news; the Xu Family had frequently been in the spotlight with scandals recently. Considering the sir’s attitude toward the Xu Family, Uncle Ma didn’t dare casually relay these matters to him.
The Xu sisters, one married into the Su Family,
and the other was once a lady of the ng Family.
Yet in the sir’s eyes, anything concerning the Xu Family seed to evoke palpable detest.
***
’South Lane’.
As night fell, it’s a place where many people, young and old, gathered, shuttling between various storefronts.
With long lines at milk tea shops and hot pot restaurants, people were everywhere. It seed like everyone had boundless energy, eagerly waiting, groups of friends laughing aloud periodically.
An Yin walked along the roadside, watching the bustling lane, quickly drawing her gaze back, nervously walking along the sidewalk.
There were many pedestrians around her; for An Yin, going out alone at night, walking down a busy street, was a rather daunting thing.
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