After calling several times and getting no response, the maid's face turned ugly, and she hurriedly opened the door and ran into the house:

"Miss Yun?!"

There was no one in the room, only a wet piece of clothing hanging on the screen, dripping.

The window is open.

Outside, the night was falling. It was pitch black and so quiet that the only sounds were the sounds of insects and frogs.

She hurriedly ran to the study, "Oh no, oh no, sir! Miss Yun... is missing..."

Behind the desk.

Ling Che was writing a secret letter. Upon hearing this, he paused his pen and slowly raised his gloomy eyes. There was no sadness or joy, happiness or anger in them, but they were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

run?

Oh!

No one has ever escaped from him.

"Someone come."

Within a quarter of an hour, the guards gave a specific location and left someone behind to follow closely throughout the process, reporting the latest information at all times.

"Heh!" Ling Che pulled the corner of his lips apart, dipped a little ink, and continued writing the letter, "No wonder you were so obedient and cooperative in the evening, it turns out you were just pretending."

Deception and betrayal were nothing more than the things he hated most in his life.

I haven't seen him for ten years, why did you make him unhappy just by showing up?

Really naughty.

"Master, do you want to invite Miss Yun back?" asked the trusted guard Zhang Nian in a low voice.

"No need." He raised the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly, "Let her run, it's better to run far away. I'll let her run for an hour first. If she is caught by me, the consequences will not be good!"

As the words fell and the pen was put down, a drop of ink smudged the handwriting, and a rough stroke directly ruined the entire letter.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the study became gloomy, cold, and solemn, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on it, making people dare not even breathe hard...

.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Yun Jiao climbed over the wall and left Ling Mansion. After asking a few passers-by and determining the general direction, he wandered around for about half an hour before he got out of this wealthy residential area and arrived in the urban area.

As night falls and the Yang family's marriage proposal is approaching, many outsiders come here to join in the fun. The crowd is huge, and it is a mixed bag, with all kinds of people, and it is very noisy and bustling.

Yun Jiao wanted to go back to the inn, but happened to meet Yang Wei on the street.

She naturally couldn't say that she had just escaped from Ling's house, and talked to him in a normal tone, "It's so late, are you still busy?"

Yang Wei nodded and said, "Tomorrow is the marriage proposal. I came out to check the progress of the stage construction and confirm the process. Now that I'm done, are you...free?"

The last few words were asked somewhat tentatively.

When Yun Jiao looked at him, his ears had inexplicably turned red.

"When did you become so polite?" They were playmates who grew up together. They were cheerful and free-spirited. She was not used to his sudden politeness.

"I……"

He just felt that he had grown up and she was no longer the little girl she was back then, and now they were both of marriageable age.

"I... Yun Jiao, I..."

"Why are you still hesitating?"

"I……"

"Your ears are red." Yun Jiao's eyes were sharp. "When you were a kid, you would blush when you were nervous. Why are you so nervous in front of me? Do you like me?"

"!"

Hit the nail on the head!

Yang Wei's face immediately turned red to his neck, and he was so shy that he had nowhere to hide. Facing her bright gaze, he clenched his hands and mustered his courage:

"I've liked you for a long time..."

Yun Jiao heard this and nodded solemnly: "I like you, too."

"Really?" Yang Wei was overjoyed and even held Yun Jiao's wrist excitedly.

Little did they know that not far away, a pair of sinister eyes saw the entire scene...