Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  She was so tired that she fell asleep as she studied the room…


  She saw Tan Bengbeng in her dreams.

  Tan Bengbeng was standing in the huge airport departure hall alone and was holding onto a return ticket in her hands. However, she was looking around at her surroundings with a panic-stricken face.

  Cold sweat that resulted from her nervousness filled her entire forehead.

  She was slightly taken aback when she saw Nian Xiamu. Then, she dashed toward her. As she grabbed her elbows with both her hands, she asked if she was fine.

  Before she could reply, Tan Bengbeng forcefully pressed her into her embrace and said repeatedly, “Good that you are fine, good that you are fine…”


  Nian Xiaomu seemed to be affected by her terrified emotions as she hugged her back and asked anxiously, “Bengbeng, where have you been? I have been looking for you but couldn’t find you no matter what. I was very worried about you…” Before she could finish her words, Tan Bengbeng had already reached out to cover her mouth.

  She turned around with a strained expression and looked at the surroundings. Then, with slightly curled lips, she shot her an appeasing smile.

  “I am fine, don’t be afraid. Quickly leave, don’t bother about me. Remember to protect yourself… Liuliu, you must protect yourself well, wait for me to look for you…”


  “Bengbeng, what nonsense are you saying? How could I leave you alone, we have to go back together!”


  Nian Xiaomu held onto her forcefully and wanted to pull her along to leave with her. However, the Tan Bengbeng before her disappeared just when she took her first step out.

  She stood rooted to the ground as she stared at her empty palm.

  When she lifted her head again, she only saw a vast expanse of whiteness surrounding her without a single person in slight.

  Not a corner of Tan Bengbeng’s clothes could be found anymore when she had been standing before her just now…


  Only the words that she had said just now remained.

  “Liuliu, you must protect yourself well, wait for me to look for you…”


  “Liuliu…


  “Liuliu…


  “Ahhh!” Nian Xiaomu opened her eyes suddenly and sat up in bed with a start.

  Her entire body was drenched in perspiration.

  A drop of liquid rolled from the corner of her eyes. She only realized that she had been crying when she instinctively reached out to feel it.

  She turned around to look at her surroundings. There wasn’t a single shadow around, much less Tan Bengbeng.

  She was the only one in the empty room.

  The sky had just lit up outside the windows.

  The dream felt very real…


  It seemed like she had really conversed with Tan Bengbeng in the dream.

  However, Tan Bengbeng would never call her Liuliu.

  Perhaps too many things had happened during this period in time that her memories had all gotten messed up.

  Nian Xiaomu did not think too much of it. Lifting the blanket; she got off the bed, packed up, and headed to the office.

  This time, when she reached the office she did not see Yu Yuehan downstairs.

  She did not spot him for the entire morning.

  When it was lunchtime, she overheard a discussion by some female employees at the cafeteria —it seemed that Yu Yuehan had not come to the office today because he was sick.

  The moment Nian Xiaomu heard that he was sick, she abruptly stopped in her tracks with the food tray in her hand.

  Turning around, she stared at the few people who were in the middle of the discussion at the dining table.

  “Did you all say that Young Master Han was sick?”


  “Manager Nian.” The few employees at the dining table greeted her first. Seeing that she was simply wanting the gossip and seemed to have no intention of complaining about commenting on the president behind his back, they lowered their voices and explained to her.

  “We are not very surel, we got the news from the secretary department. We heard that Executive Assistant Yang had called in early this morning, telling the secretary department to cancel all the president’s activities for today. Young Master Han is a publicly known workaholic and would never be absent for no good reason. So…”


  And so, Yu Yuehan had most probably fallen sick since he had not appeared for work.