Uncle Ye searched for Aunt Ye day and night for more than half a month, but ultimately found nothing. He was exhausted, hadn't shaved, and looked much older.

His son was dead, and his wife was gone. Uncle Ye looked at the empty house, utterly devastated. He sat helplessly on the sofa, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost his soul.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Uncle Ye hesitated for a moment before slowly getting up to open the door.

A strange deliveryman stood at the door, holding an envelope. Uncle Ye looked at him suspiciously. The deliveryman handed over the envelope and said, "Please sign for your letter."

Uncle Ye took the envelope, signed for it, and opened it. Inside was a letter and several sheets of paper. The letter read: "I'm sorry, I'm leaving. Don't look for me anymore. This is the divorce agreement I've drafted. I've already signed it. I've taken my share of the property; the rest is yours." The handwriting was Aunt Ye's.

Uncle Ye's hands trembled slightly, tears blurring his vision. He clutched the letter tightly, his heart filled with pain and despair. He knew that Aunt Ye would never return...

He just couldn't understand why she left without saying goodbye and why she wanted to divorce him.

Uncle Ye angrily tore up the letter in his hand, stumbled into the living room, walked to the liquor cabinet, took out several bottles of strong liquor, and then carried them into the bedroom.

Uncle Ye burst into tears like a child, his sobs echoing in the empty room. He drank heavily between sobs, trying to numb himself with alcohol.

After an unknown amount of time, Uncle Ye finally became so drunk that he passed out and collapsed on the bed.

The next day, the maid, Xiao Zhang, found her husband drunk and unconscious again. Helpless, she dialed 120 once more. The doctor who received her was the same one who had performed the gastric lavage last time. The doctor severely criticized the maid: "What are you doing? If you keep getting drunk like this, next time it might be alcohol poisoning, and gastric lavage won't work."

The maid, Xiao Zhang, had no choice but to politely promise to be more careful next time.

When the servants heard that the young master had died and the madam had run away, they said that several of them had already fled. Now, only Xiao Zhang was left at home. She looked at the master, who had already had his stomach pumped and was still lying unconscious in bed. She hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone and dialed the number of the old house. She told them that the second master had been taken to the hospital for a stomach pump due to drunkenness and was still in the hospital. She asked them to send someone to take care of him.

After finishing the call, Xiao Zhang glanced at him again, then pushed open the door and left.

The old man was hospitalized for several days due to a shock, but he recovered and was discharged yesterday to return to the old house.

Early in the morning, a gentle breeze was blowing and golden sunlight was shining into the courtyard. Old Master Ye was helped out of his bedroom by the butler. "Master, the weather is very nice today. Let's go for a walk in the yard. You haven't played with the birds you feed in a long time."

The old man looked at the weather today, which was indeed quite nice; "Alright, let's go for a walk in the yard. I haven't seen those old friends of mine in a long time."

The butler helped him into the courtyard and made him a cup of hot tea. Just as he put the teacup down, his phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. He hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Okay, I understand." The butler hung up the phone with a solemn expression, then glanced at the old man playing with the birds beside him, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong, Hao?"

"master...."

"Ah Hao, just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush."

"The maid just called and said that Young Master Lan Hong got drunk last night and was taken to the hospital for a stomach pump. He is still unconscious in the hospital and asked us to send someone over to take care of him."

"That brat! He's really something, getting drunk and having to be sent to the hospital for a stomach pump! Is he trying to drive me crazy?" Old Master Ye was so angry that he smashed his teacup on the ground and coughed several times.

"Master, please calm down. Taking care of your health is the most important thing," the butler quickly reassured him.

"Get the car ready immediately, I need to go to the hospital." Although Old Master Ye was very angry, he couldn't just ignore him.

The butler nodded and turned to arrange the car.

Shortly after, a luxury car drove out of the old house and sped towards the hospital. Inside the car, Old Master Ye's face was gloomy as he pondered to himself: Lan Hong is always so composed, why is he so drunk?

In the hospital ward, Uncle Ye had already woken up. Smelling the familiar scent, he knew that he had been sent to the hospital once again.

He stared blankly at the white ceiling, his whole being devoid of energy. His beard was unkempt, his hair was unkempt and messy, his face was haggard, and his eyes were sunken. He looked much older than he was.

The ward door was pushed open, and Old Master Ye and the butler walked in. The person on the bed seemed unresponsive, still staring at the ceiling.

Seeing his second uncle's state, Old Master Ye felt both saddened and angry. He slowly walked to the bedside and took his second uncle's hand: "Second brother, what's wrong?"

Uncle Ye silently turned his head, looked at Old Master Ye, and tears streamed down his face: "Dad!"

After saying that, he burst into tears like a child, leaving Old Master Ye at a loss. "What's wrong with you?" Old Master Ye patted the back of Uncle Ye's hand and asked softly, "Don't cry. Tell Dad what's wrong, and Dad will make the decision for you."

Uncle Ye stopped crying, choking back sobs as he said, "Xiao Xuan is dead, Xiao Ya is gone too, Dad, what should I do, what should I do?..."

Old Master Ye was shocked; "Your wife is gone?"

The old man was hospitalized during this period, and others were afraid of upsetting him, so they didn't tell him anything, which is why he was so shocked.

“Yes, she left the day Xiao Xuan died, saying she was going to find a way to save Xiao Xuan, but she never came back. Yesterday I received a letter from her saying she was gone and told me not to look for her anymore. She also signed a divorce agreement. Dad, why is that? I was so good to her, and she left without saying a word. What does she take me for? What does she take our family for?”

Grandpa Ye patted Uncle Ye on the shoulder and comforted him, "Does she have some kind of trouble?"

"What hardship could she possibly have?" Uncle Ye said emotionally. "I don't believe she just abandoned me like that!"

Grandpa Ye was silent for a moment, then said, "In that case, go find her and ask her the reason."

"I've searched, but there's not a single trace of her." Uncle Ye grabbed his hair in anguish.

"Don't worry, I'll send people to look for her," Old Master Ye said firmly. "We will definitely find her."

Uncle Ye raised his head, looked at Old Master Ye, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. "Thank you, Dad."

“Cheer up. This isn’t like my son. Getting himself into this state over a woman.” He patted him on the shoulder after saying that.