Chapter 1: When the Bright Moon Was

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  It's night again.

  The night sky was shrouded in heavy dark clouds, with only a few strands of moonlight faintly visible through the gloom.

  Lin Yue'er stood on the balcony, looking up at the sky.

  It's going to rain again.

  The recent weather has always been like this, gloomy and humid, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

  Someone behind her said, "Young mistress, it's time for dinner."

  She withdrew her gaze from the night sky, responded faintly, turned around and followed Hua Yi downstairs.

  On the large dining table, several delicious small dishes were arranged, all of which were her favorite southern cuisine. Gu's family had never been stingy with her in this regard, especially Hua Yi, who had been assigned by Old Master to take care of her and thought of ways to make her favorite dishes.

  She sat down, picked up her chopsticks and ate silently.

  Another refreshing dish, with a slightly bitter taste when chewed in the mouth.

  These days of eating alone, Lin Yue had long been accustomed to. At first, she wanted to let Hua Yi accompany her to eat, Hua Yi had been taking care of the family for over a decade, and was considered half a family member, but she refused to do so, and Lin Yue gave up.

  Looking at Mrs. Dai's thinning figure, Hua Yi stood to one side, feeling somewhat unbearable, "Mrs. Dai, I'll go call Young Master Dai for you."

  "Never mind," she said, stopping him, "the company is busy, there's nothing important, don't disturb him."

  "Aunt Hua couldn't help but complain, 'What time is it now? No matter how busy you are, you have to go home for dinner! I think the young master is...'"

  Hua Yi suddenly realized her mistake and anxiously looked at her.

  Lin Yue'er's eyebrows slightly raised, and she said in a light tone, "Dad just handed over the company to him, it's reasonable that he's busy."

  "Oh, young mistress, don't blame me for speaking out of turn. Although this man can't be controlled like a tightly wound spring, he also can't be allowed to do as he pleases! You and the young master have been married for a year now, but the number of days he spends at home is getting fewer and fewer! If things continue like this, it's only a matter of time before someone else gets an opportunity."

  Aunt Hua spoke with a bitter tone, knowing she was doing it for her own good. Lin Yue'er smiled slightly to comfort her and nodded, "I understand."

  His opportunities were never given by her, he wanted to be whatever he wanted, and even didn't bother to greet her.

  These words Lin Yue'er naturally wouldn't tell Hua Yi in detail, the life she chose herself, good or bad, couldn't be blamed on others. Having gotten used to it, she didn't think there was any difference either.

  After simply having dinner, Lin Yueer returned upstairs again.

  Next to her bedroom, there was a separate study room. Most of her time after work was spent here.

  It wasn't until the sound of a car came from downstairs that Lin Yue'er suddenly raised her head, looked at the clock on the wall, and saw two bright headlights flashing past the window.

  2 o'clock in the morning

  Lin Yue rubbed her temples and gathered up the instruments on the experimental table.

  Footsteps came from the stairwell, and a man's voice could be heard on the phone, "I'm home, yeah..." The footsteps passed by her study without even pausing, and directly went into the bedroom next door.

  The door slammed shut.

  Lin Yue'er lowered her eyelids, removed the mask from her face, stood up and stretched her stiff neck, took off her work clothes, and turned to leave the workshop.

  He went back to his bedroom and was taking a bath in the bathroom.

  She picked up his clothes which he had casually thrown on the sofa and put away, then found his pajamas and laid them out.

  At this moment, the mobile phone on the table rang with a "ding ding ding" short message tone.

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