Yang Nuoxuan, who was looking for Tong Yuxin, searched all the places she could go to in the manor but didn't see anyone. Yang Nuoxuan was anxious and was afraid that Tong Yuxin would do something stupid, so he sent almost all the security guards in the manor to search together.

"Young Master, I know there is a place." Bing Xiao jogged to Yang Nuoxuan, followed by Han Guang.

"Where?" Yang Nuoxuan frowned.

"Next to your wife's room." Bing found Tong Yuxin halfway before he realized that there was another room, which was arranged by himself and Tong Yuxin.

Knowing where Tong Yuxin was going, Yang Nuoxuan quickly walked towards the villa. Bing stayed in place. Han Guang looked at Bing thoughtfully and wondered, "Why not go."

Bingbing turned white and cold, "What are we going with you?" After saying that, Lengbingbing ordered her to go to her post and continue to squat.

When Yang Nuoxuan came to the room, he saw Tong Yuxin sleeping with a bunch of baby clothes. Tears at the corners of her eyes were still hanging around her eyes. Half of the baby clothes were already half wet. Yang Nuoxuan held Tong Yuxin in his arms and walked towards the room with pain. At this moment, Tong Yuxin was as fragile as a newborn baby. Yang Nuoxuan carefully cared for him. The departure of the child made him feel heartbroken, but Tong Yuxin's situation made him feel heartbroken even more. He also wanted her pain to be borne by him alone, but God likes to joke with him so much. Isn't he worthy of happiness in his life?

"Here you." Yang Nuoxuan, who was wiping Tong Yuxin's face, said without raising his head. At some point, there was one more person in the room of Yang Nuoxuan and Tong Yuxin.

"Yes, young master." The man's voice was low and powerful.

"Go to the study." Yang Nuoxuan ignored the man coldly, and the man's straight figure followed behind Yang Nuoxuan.

In the study, Yang Nuoxuan looked at the man with a squint eyes and took out a cigarette from the desk. The man who had been standing in front of Yang Nuoxuan suddenly took out a lighter and lit it for Yang Nuoxuan. After Yang Nuoxuan took a puff of the cigarette, his voice was like Satan, "Did you kill me?"

The man didn't say anything, Yang Nuoxuan chuckled, "Has he missed?"

The man still didn't speak, but his back was trembling slightly. "Young master, although my subordinates did not kill him, I found something more interesting."

"Say." Yang Nuoxuan had already begun to be impatient.

"I originally wanted to kill him, but there was another person around him, and that person seemed to be very important to the young master, so I hesitated."

The man lowered his head and stood aside.

"Are you a woman?"

"Yes." The man looked up. The young master was indeed the young master, and he knew that.

"Then let's solve it together." Yang Nuoxuan said nothing. He should have been cut into pieces by thousands of knives. It doesn't matter who is beside him. What matters is that Tong Yuxin is happy.

"But." The man was a little troubled.

"Say." Yang Nuoxuan clenched his fists. He was enduring his anger. He hated the person who didn't finish a word. This was the patience that challenged him.

"He seems to be sick, I found this from his car." The man put a pill in his palm, and Yang Nuoxuan stepped forward and picked up the pill and watched it.

"I asked you to kill him, but you brought me a pill." Yang Nuoxuan's eyes closed slightly, and the man knelt on the ground with weak legs. He was not unfamiliar with this look. This was a sign of Yang Nuoxuan's murder, so he quickly knelt on the ground. "This is the medicine for treating mental illness. In order not to make him suspicious, his subordinate stole one from his car."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man fell to the ground. The blood hole in his forehead was so bright red. He never thought that Yang Nuoxuan would kill him in the end.
Chapter completed!