An Unfinished Divorce Feast

Chapter 21 I'm starving, the young master will feel distressed

Back in the room, Su Mo sank into the sofa as if he had lost his soul, and looked out of the window. His empty eyes were filled with the same despair and helplessness as when Little Green Ya'er left.

Time flowed away minute by minute, like a black hole, engulfing her, falling into a chaotic world, not knowing what to do.

Who can tell her what she should do.

She couldn't escape, couldn't leave, baked herself into what seemed like hopeless shackles.

Never for a moment, she felt that her life was so gloomy, even when she completely gave up on Gu Shaoyan, who had been in love for five years.

At twelve o'clock, the phone rang, and it was Fang Ziyu calling.

I don't know how to tell Fang Ziyu about my current situation, and I don't want her to worry, so Su Mo can only lie and say that he has something to do and can't go.

Although Fang Ziyu on the other end of the phone was a little disappointed, she didn't mean to blame Su Mo, but at the end she couldn't help asking curiously, "Momo, who is your current husband? Why is everything so mysterious?" of."

Su Mo smiled, unable to hide her panic.

Yes, who is the masked man?Why did he keep hiding his identity and appearance from her?Could it be that it was really just because he was afraid of scaring her?
impossible!She must figure out the identity of the masked man.

"Ziyu, you go to lunch first, I'm hanging up." Niu Tau replied to Fang Ziyu, and Su Mo hung up the phone, and then rushed out of the room.

This is the home of the masked man. You can definitely find information about the masked man here. Su Mo believes that even if the servants here don't say anything, there must be something in this villa that can tell her the masked man's identity.

He rushed into the next room like a headless fly, simple and atmospheric, and he knew it was a man's room at a glance.

Su Mo started to rummage through boxes and cabinets, on the bed, behind the door, in the bathroom, Su Mo took care of every place.

However, apart from expensive clothing and common male household items, nothing is special.

Su Mo rushed into the second room, which turned out to be a studio.

There are various paintings in it, ink paintings, watercolor paintings, charcoal sketches... A girl appears in each picture, different scenery and different girls' figures in the paintings, as if it is a series of stories from childhood to adulthood, Each painting is different, but each painting has one thing in common, that is, the girl in each painting has no face, and her facial features are blank.

Looking at the girl without facial features in each picture, Su Mo shivered all over, and fled out of the room as if.

But she can't give up, can't give up.

Immediately afterwards, she rushed into the third room.

It's a study room, that's great, there are so many books in the study room, there must be something to be found.

Su Mo opened every book like crazy, but she found that all the books were new, so new that no one had touched them at all.

How could this be? !

Su Mo came to the desk and opened all the drawers, but there was nothing, not even a piece of white paper.

It seemed that no one else had entered this study room except her.

Uncle Chen downstairs heard the movement and ran upstairs quickly. Seeing the mess in the study, he immediately understood what was going on, but he didn't say anything, but respectfully said, "Young Madam, lunch When you're ready, please go downstairs for dinner."

At this time, Su Mo huddled in a corner of the desk and buried his face between his knees.

Hearing Uncle Chen's voice, she slowly raised her head, her cheeks were already wet with tears.

"Uncle Chen, what's the name of your young master? Who is he? Why did he marry me?" Su Mo's eyes were full of humble pleas that she didn't even know.

Uncle Chen looked at Su Mo and sighed inaudibly, "Young Madam, go down and eat, the young master will feel sorry for you if you are hungry."

Distressed? !
How could he feel sorry for her? !

Su Mo suddenly laughed, as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, tears came out of the laughter.

"Since he will feel distressed, let him feel distressed."

Getting up, Su Mo slowly walked back to his room, closed the door, walked to the French windows, and sank himself into the sofa in front of the French windows.

She really can't help it, she can only play self-torture stupidly.

Regardless of whether he really cares about her and loves her, she will see it.

(End of this chapter)