Yun Qiqi furrowed her brow, intending to recall carefully.
But a stabbing pain like needle pricks burst in her mind, turning her face slightly pale.
She buried her head into the pillow and said, "Forget it, I won’t tell you."
Shi Yunshen looked at her lying on the bed, feeling a bit pained, and said earnestly, "Don’t overthink it. If anything happens, don’t keep it from me. I’ll be on your side."
Yun Qiqi lightly responded, "Mm."
"Then I’ll leave first. You have a good sleep. Tell me if you have nightmares."
After saying this, Shi Yunshen tucked her in before getting up and leaving.
After gently closing the door, the gentle smile he wore in front of Yun Qiqi faded.
He glanced in the direction of the servants’ quarters.
A meaningful, cold smile curled at his lips, and a hint of chilling menace showed in his eyes.
But soon, he collected all his emotions.
He turned around and returned to his room as if nothing had happened.
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Due to the rare New Year’s Eve gathering, the group was in high spirits, drinking until three in the morning. Most were already sprawled on the sofa, unable to move.
The only ones still moving were the tipsy ones, each behaving more flamboyantly than the last.
Excited over finding Yun Qiluo again, though they only exchanged glances without speaking, they all kept calling "Little Sister-in-law."
Some even wanted to dash downstairs to the bar to find her, but the manager had to talk them out of causing trouble.
Under these circumstances, going home on their own was impossible.
Fortunately, ’Hepburn’s’ general manager was experienced with such situations and quickly pulled out his phone contact list to find the numbers of the young masters’ family drivers, having them come to pick them up and take them home.
Then he called over the bartender, and one by one, they were carried down.
Yan Yan was still fairly sober, grabbing his coat and heading out.
The driver had already been waiting downstairs.
Yan Yan sat in the back seat of the car, opened the window, and the cold wind sobered him up quite a bit.
He instinctively glanced at the seat beside him, where Yun Qiqi had sat not long ago.
Suddenly, he missed her a little.
He pulled out his phone, looked at that number, and his finger hovered over it.
Just a second before dialing, he saw the time, already three in the morning, and gave up on the idea.
Because he wasn’t spending New Year’s at the villa, the servants there were given a holiday.
Only Wang Ma and Housekeeper Chen stayed with their families, intending to keep him company.
Who knew Yan Yan would take Miss Yun’s coat and be gone for the whole night.
At this point, the two still seemed spirited, standing by the door waiting, while Wang Ma said worriedly, "It’s really not easy for him. He must be missing Miss Yun..."
Housekeeper Chen also sighed, "Sigh, taking a coat out, isn’t that clearly missing her?"
"Then why doesn’t he stay at home? At least we’re here with him."
Housekeeper Chen thought for a moment then said, "Maybe he’s afraid of being reminded of sad memories? Remember back then, the villa was bustling with joy, and look at it this year, all dark... Going out is good, at least it’s lively, he won’t be alone."
"That’s true," Wang Ma wiped her tears, "I just feel too heartbroken."
"But recently, haven’t you felt that the sir seems a bit strange? He goes out every night, who knows what he’s doing." Housekeeper Chen frowned, "Last year at this time, he was always shutting himself in his room, but this year, he’s out everywhere."