"Of course I want to go!" Tang Suiyu smiled sweetly, "I want to share the joys and sorrows with Uncle Ye!"
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In the morning, orange sunlight streamed through the window. The girl on the bed turned over, her slender white hand moving across the bedding.
Where is everyone?
"Ye Gushen!"
Tang Suiyu suddenly woke up. Not only was Ye Gushen nowhere to be seen, but this place wasn't even where they stayed last night!
She glanced at the sky, hastily putting on her clothes. When she finished dressing and saw the note paper on the table beside her, she suddenly understood.
Ye Gushen had left, leaving her alone.
Uncle Ye still thought she was a burden and didn't want to take her along.
She slowly walked over, sat down, and looked at the flowing, elegant handwriting on the white paper.
[Ruannuan, I'll come to pick you up in five days.]
No extra words, too simple—just like Ye Gushen's style.
