For a few days, Xiao Yiru did not see Mo Xia. He did not even get another after-work phone call from her that had become a habit.

If the secretary hadn't told him that the vice president hadn't appeared for many days, he probably wouldn't have noticed her disappearance.

Even if she disappeared, what was he supposed to do?

He wished that this woman would disappear forever so that he would no longer see her ugly face. At the thought of this, he even felt a tinge of joy, and his mood was much better.

Anyway, she was just a nominal wife, a nominal vice president. If she liked that name, then let her be. Anyway, his life was very comfortable now.

He couldn't be be happier without her wandering around in front of him all day.

However, after a month had passed, there were still no news and no one had seen her. This was too abnormal. Although he hated this woman, he knew that Mo Xia was a highly disciplined and organized person who was meticulous in her work and treated him the same way. She would call him every night to greet him. Whether he returned or not, she would always prepare dinner.

Even if she went out to relax, she should come back. Even if she didn't want to talk to him, she couldn't just leave her work like this.

Could it be that something really happened?

Xiao Yiru thought that he wouldn't care, but these messy thoughts kept running through his mind. He had planned to go drinking with his friends, but somehow, he drove to the villa that he hated the most.

He still remembered what happened that night. Maybe she was really angry?

She should have prepared dinner by this time.

Xiao Yiru hesitated to go in. Suddenly, he saw the flowers in the vase on the windowsill curled up. He frowned.

Mo Xia used to nag, if there were flowers at home, the house would be more lively, because flowers represent warmth. She was so obsessed with the things that she would pay attention to them every day. How could she let it wither and did not do anything about it?

When he opened the door, a musty smell came to his nostrils. He waved the air and saw the mess on the ground, just as he had left that day. It's just that the food is rotten and dry and gives off a nasty smell.

Everything here told him that from that day on, that woman had already disappeared.

His heart sank and he quickly walked upstairs. The door of the bedroom that he had never entered was half-open. He wanted to open the door, but there seemed to be a smell of blood inside. It held onto his footsteps tightly, making him unable to move.

Xiao Yiru stood in a daze at the door. He had never been afraid of anything, but at this moment, he was actually afraid.

Could it be that because of what happened that night, that woman couldn't take it anymore?

He suddenly remembered that there was something wrong with her that day, and her eyes seemed to be filled with despair.

Xiao Yiru admitted that this year, he had tried every means to torture her. Let her have a home that she can not go back. Let her feel as if she were widowed. Only in this way could his pain be eased slightly.

Why did she force Si Ling away? Who told her to trick grandpa into forcing him to marry her? All of this was her own fault. He was only trying to make her understand the price she had to pay for doing those things.

However, he also forgot that she was only a woman after all. In his heart, she used to be so pure and lovely.

There were times when she could not bear all this.

Xiao Yiru felt that his breathing was a little difficult. After all, he raised his hand to push the door open and walked in.