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Chapter 279

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The robbery incident at the auction caused the Liu family's banquet to come to an abrupt end at the climax. The guests fled in all directions.

Liu Kangbai was in an extremely bad mood. He even scolded his son, Liu Yun. He thought that Liu Yun neglected his duty and didn't supervise his subordinates properly.

The person who was especially angry after the incident was Choi Yeon. As the chief of the police station, such a thing happened under her watch. What was even more depressing was that the robbers were nowhere to be found even though it was a huge robbery.

However, after the incident, the sudden disappearance of her sister and Yang Cheng's abrupt departure made Choi Yeon feel a trace of abnormality. However, she kept it in her heart.

At the entrance of the resort, under a few evergreen pine and cypress trees, the dim light shone on two black sedans.

Beside the flowerbed by the road, Lin Ruoxi, who was still wearing her black silk evening dress, looked at the venue from afar. In the silent and cold night, she felt a little disappointed.

Yang Cheng left suddenly without saying anything else. He only said that he was going to check on the situation. However, almost an hour had passed, yet there was no movement from him. This made Lin Ruoxi worry that he might have encountered an accident.

Lin Ruoxi didn't think that she cared about him that much. However, since she had been with him for a long time and they were husband and wife, Lin Ruoxi believed that even animals should have deep feelings for each other, let alone a living person. It was normal for her to be worried.

Therefore, with a little anxiety, Lin Ruoxi decided to wait at the entrance of the resort. However, she waited for almost an hour.

After all, it was winter. Although it wasn't the coldest season in the southern cities, Lin Ruoxi's nose was already red from the cold. She couldn't help but hug her arms and keep rubbing them.

At this time, Yang Jieyu, who was wearing a mink coat, got out of the purple Cadillac that was parked in front of them. She gracefully walked to Lin Ruoxi's side with a white velvet vintage coat in her hand and gently draped it over Lin Ruoxi.

Lin Ruoxi didn't refuse. Although she was surprised that the Yuan couple wanted to stay with her to wait for Yang Cheng, she was too embarrassed to ask.

"You child, just let the driver wait for Yang Cheng. Why do you have to wait for him? It's too cold outside. "Yang Jieyu said, her heart aching.

Lin Ruoxi pursed her lips and smiled, but because she had been frozen for a long time, her face was a little stiff, and her smile was very forced. "I feel cold myself. How can I let others suffer for me? Who asked me to bring him here? Now that he's nowhere to be seen, if something really happens, it'll be my fault. "

"He's a living person, what could possibly happen to him? But you, a girl, if you keep freezing like this, you'll definitely get sick. " Yang Jieyu said with pity, "Yang Cheng is also immature. How can he leave you alone and make you suffer while waiting for him?"

Lin Ruoxi didn't reply to this topic. She took the opportunity to ask, "Mrs. Yuan, how did you and Patriarch Yuan get to know Yang Cheng? I only know that he got to know your sons through games, but I didn't expect him to know you two as well."

After all, they were from the number one family in Zhonghai, so Lin Ruoxi's tone was relatively polite.

Yang Jieyu seemed to have expected Lin Ruoxi to ask this question. She smiled and said, "Little Ye introduced us to him. I think he's a good young man, so we've interacted a few times. But we haven't known each other for a long time, so he didn't tell you, right? "

Lin Ruoxi believed about seventy to eighty percent, but she was a little unhappy that Yang Cheng kept it a secret from her. But when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't help but feel sad that she didn't care about his daily life at all.

"Miss Lin, when did you meet Yang Cheng, and when did you get married? My husband and I are very curious. Miss Yang Cheng is not bad, but he doesn't seem to be the type that Miss Lin likes. He looks very ordinary, doesn't have a career, and usually doesn't do proper work. What do you like about him, Miss Lin? "Yang Jieyu asked with concern.

Lin Ruoxi was suddenly speechless. What did she like about him?

If she asked this question in reverse, she might be able to say one or two things about him that she didn't dislike, but liking him … was really a headache.

After holding it in for a while, Lin Ruoxi said, "Maybe he's more open-minded and doesn't care about every little thing."

To put it bluntly, he was heartless. Just like tonight, he just left!

Yang Jieyu nodded with a strange expression and didn't ask anymore.

At this time, Yuan Hewei got out of the car and complained, "Jieyu, Miss Lin, quickly get in the car. I'll wait for Yang Cheng. Did he take the wrong medicine? Why didn't he inform us when he went out on such a cold day?"

"He left his phone in the car," Lin Ruoxi said with a frown.

"I really have to give it to him," Yuan Hewei was a little annoyed. He walked to Yang Jieyu's side and whispered into her ear, "This nephew of mine is really worrisome."

Yang Jieyu rolled her eyes at her husband, but she felt it deeply. Ever since she met Yang Cheng, all kinds of exciting things had happened. If it wasn't for the fact that she was born in a prestigious family and had been through a lot, she really couldn't take it.

Seeing the intimate little actions of Yang Jieyu and her husband, Lin Ruoxi was a little envious. They were a well-matched couple who had lived together for more than 20 years and could still be so close to each other. They must be very happy …

When she thought of the guy in her family who left her alone after the explosion and robbery, Lin Ruoxi was annoyed. What am I doing? Why am I waiting for him here?

In the midst of her annoyance, she heard someone shouting in front of her.

"You haven't left yet? I told you to go back first."

Lin Ruoxi raised her head and saw Yang Cheng running over with a smile on his face.

Yang Jieyu and Yuan Hewei heaved a sigh of relief when they saw Yang Chen return safely.

Lin Ruoxi said unhappily, "Go back first? Do you want to spend the night here? "

"It's fine as long as I call." Yang Cheng said.

"It's at least forty minutes' walk from here to the nearest place where I can take a taxi. If the newspaper reports that you've frozen to death tomorrow morning, and they blame it on me, wouldn't I feel wronged?" Lin Ruoxi said.

Yang Cheng thought that it would take him less than five minutes to get there, but he knew that he couldn't say it at the moment. He also felt grateful and warm for Lin Ruoxi's willingness to wait for him in the cold. No matter what the reason was, there were still feelings between the two.

"It's my fault. I walked for a while and forgot the time. I apologize to my wife. Let's go back to the car. Don't freeze." Yang Cheng said with a smile.

"I don't need you to say it." Lin Ruoxi got in the car without looking back and slammed the door.

Yang Jieyu glared at Yang Cheng and said, "You're too much. How can you run around at this time? Go back and comfort your wife."

Yang Cheng felt a little strange for Yang Jieyu's concern as an elder. He already knew the relationship between the two, but they didn't point it out for some reason. At this moment, receiving Yang Jieyu's intimate expression, Yang Cheng smiled unnaturally, "I know. Thank you for accompanying Ruoxi. You guys should go back."

Yuan Hewei patted Yang Cheng's shoulder and hugged Yang Jieyu as they got in the car. The Cadillac drove away.

Yang Cheng returned to the back seat of the Rolls-Royce. Lin Ruoxi, who was beside him, looked out the window without saying a word and ignored Yang Cheng.

The driver, Li Ming, didn't dare to breathe. He felt that his boss's mood wasn't right, so he drove quietly and didn't say anything.

Yang Cheng thought about it and finally felt that he should express his apology. Otherwise, he would probably be in a cold war for a few days. Therefore, he organized his words and was ready to admit his mistake.

But before Yang Cheng opened his mouth, Yang Cheng's phone vibrated.

Yang Cheng picked up the phone in the car and was surprised to see that an unknown number had called his phone more than ten times. He didn't pick up because he didn't bring his phone to the party.

Yang Cheng picked up the phone and asked, "Who is this?"

"Is this Mr. Yang?"

"Yes." Yang Cheng heard the unknown man's voice and was a little anxious.

"I'm from Zhonghai Mental Hospital. The patient you placed here, Lin Kun. Do you still remember him?"

"Of course." Yang Cheng glanced at Lin Ruoxi who was beside him. He hadn't paid attention to Lin Kun who had gone crazy for a long time. As far as he knew, Lin Ruoxi didn't visit him even once. It was obvious how much of a failure this guy was.

"Something happened to him. A few hours ago, his condition suddenly worsened and he jumped down from a high place. In the end … in the end, he had a cerebral hemorrhage and the resuscitation didn't work …" the man said.

Yang Cheng's expression froze. He wasn't happy or worried. He just didn't expect this guy to leave the world so suddenly.

"We called Mr. Zhang Hu, but Mr. Zhang Hu said that it's up to you to decide how to deal with this matter, so we called you."

Yang Cheng sighed, "I understand, I'll go to your place tomorrow to deal with it. Do what you have to do now, money isn't a problem."

"Alright, call this number if you need anything," the man said and hung up.

After about an hour, the two of them returned to the villa at Dragon Garden after a long journey in silence.

Before they entered the house, Yang Cheng called out to Lin Ruoxi, "I have something to tell you."

Lin Ruoxi frowned, "If it's about what happened just now, you don't have to say anymore. I'm not interested in listening to your explanation."

"It's about your father," Yang Cheng said with a straight face.

Lin Ruoxi was stunned. She seemed to be unfamiliar with the word 'father'. She looked at Yang Cheng coldly and gestured for him to continue.

"I told you before that he's crazy. You didn't ask me which hospital he was in, so I'm sure you haven't visited him. I know you hate him. The hurt he caused you can't be explained in a few words. I understand how you feel, so I didn't tell you before.

But just now, someone from the mental hospital called and told me that his condition suddenly worsened. He jumped down from a building and had a cerebral hemorrhage. In the end, the resuscitation didn't work and he passed away. "

When she heard the words' passed away ', Lin Ruoxi took half a step back. Her body trembled and her eyes were slightly watery.

Yang Cheng sighed, "No matter what, go to the hospital with me tomorrow. Legally speaking, he's still your father. It's better for you to sign off on the cremation of his body. "

Lin Ruoxi stood at the door for a long time before she asked in a clear voice, "Actually, I've thought about asking you where he is. I'll bring him back to the old house and send someone to take care of him for the rest of his life."

"Is it the house you said he wasn't willing to give you?" Yang Chen asked.

"That's right. After he went crazy, I took back the house, but I've never gone back. I realized that I'm still afraid of going back there. I'm afraid of thinking about my grandmother, my mother, and the past." Lin Ruoxi wiped the corner of her eyes and took a breath of cold air to hold back her tears.

"It's just that I never expected that he would leave before I made up my mind." Lin Ruoxi bitterly smiled. She turned around and opened the door, "It's Saturday tomorrow. Let's go in the morning."

Yang Chen replied. He looked at the graceful yet lonely back view as she walked into the house. His heart felt heavy.

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