The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Just as Nian Xiaomu was about to walk in, Yu Yuehan suddenly reached out and pulled her back. "Who is that?"

As Nian Xiaomu paused, she looked up in shock and glanced at her surroundings.

Apart from the four of them standing in the empty, spacious courtyard, no one else could be seen. Why did he pop this question all of a sudden?

The assistant and chauffeur vigilantly glanced around their surroundings the moment Yu Yuehan finished his sentence.

Indeed, they heard footsteps sounding from the corner of the walls.

Judging from the sound, it seemed as though the person was getting ready to run away…

"Stand right there!" The assistant chased after the person without a second thought.

He dashed over to the far corner of the courtyard and was taken aback when he saw the scene before him.

Yu Yuehan held onto Nian Xiaomu's hand and followed closely behind him.

The people who were hiding at the corner were neither Tan Bengbeng nor members of the Tan family. Instead, they were vagrants.

It seemed as though they had been staying there for some time.

Some shabby-looking quilts, as well as unfinished food, were also placed in the corner.

They all revealed terrified gazes when they saw them.

"We are not thieves, we merely stayed here for a few days…"

When Yu Yuehan saw the people in front of them, his dark eyes flickered as he asked,

"Did you guys damage the lock at the main entrance?"

As he inched his tall and royal figure forward, his entire body revealed a hint of an aristocratic aura that had the power to send fear down anyone's spine.

They looked at each other in the eye and all of them shook their heads uniformly. "Not us, we slipped in because we saw that the lock at the main entrance was broken. We simply felt that it was very wasteful for such a huge courtyard to be left empty, and that was why we decided to stay here. We did not venture into anywhere else except for this place!"

"Young Master Han, should we call the police? I don't think that they would speak the truth unless they saw the police." The chauffeur suggested.

The vagrants sprung up hurriedly the moment they heard that the police were about to be called in.

Before they could speak, Yu Yuehan had already opened his mouth slowly and said, "They were not lying, they did not prize open the lock. Even though the lock at the main entrance is rusty, the traces that were left behind look very neat. Professional tools were definitely used."

The moment Yu Yuehan finished speaking, they all shifted their gaze from the vagrants to the corner of the courtyard.

They did not spot any professional unlocking tools.

"Two of you, stay here and keep watch over them. Don't let them run away." After Yu Yuehan instructed them, he held Nian Xiaomu's hand and they both headed towards the old residence.

Nian Xiaomu had been very quiet since they entered the Tan family's ancestral residence.

She followed wherever Yu Yuehan led her to.

She listened to whatever he said too.

Everyone had placed their attention on the mysterious old residence of the Tan family and no one noticed that her face was gradually turning pale.

"What's the matter?" When Yu Yuehan realized that the hand in his palm felt colder and colder, he paused and lowered his gaze to look at the person beside him.

When Nian Xiaomu heard his voice, she sprang up without a second thought and dove into his embrace.

She sandwiched his waist with both her legs and hugged his neck tightly.

"It's so eerie here, I am scared!"

"Get to the point."

Nian Xiaomu replied, "I am afraid of ghosts."

"Are you sure that it isn't the other way round?" Even though Yu Yuehan appeared to be annoyed with his choice of words and knew that she wasn't truly afraid, he still reached out to hug her tightly.

"…"

Young Master Han, perhaps you have given up on having a fiancée.

Nian Xiaomu no longer felt so nervous after cursed him silently in her heart and bickered a little with him.

She murmured, "This place brought about a familiar feeling in me. However, I couldn't recall anything…"

The feeling of being unable to recall something that appeared to be of utmost importance made her panic.