"Yes." The bodyguard responsible for protecting Yang Muya quickly stepped forward and reached out and rang the doorbell.

After pressing it several times, I heard a lazy voice coming from inside.

"Who, I don't give people sleep early in the morning, ring the doorbell randomly, my master and wife are not at home..." The housekeeper opened the door and saw the bodyguard standing outside wearing a black suit, and he was stunned.

"Who are you, who are you? I tell you, the robbery...you!" The butler took a few steps back in fear, and was taken aback when he saw Yang Muya standing behind the bodyguard.

Seeing Yang Muya's dress and her posture today, she guessed that she was not an ordinary person and didn't dare to say much, so she was about to close the door.

"Bang!" Before the door was closed, a bodyguard reached out to block it.

"I'm just here to visit your master, what's your guilty conscience?" Yang Muya calmly stepped forward and motioned to her bodyguards to step aside and let her walk to the housekeeper.

"My master went to travel, and the whole family is not there. You are late. I am just a housekeeper. I don't know anything. If you ask me, I won't say anything!"

The housekeeper is young, but he is greedy for life and fear of death. Before Yang Muya can speak, he wants to run.

"Catch him for me first!" Yang Muya said, and the two bodyguards immediately pinched the butler from left to right.

"Since you don't want to say it, I have to go in and find the answer myself." Yang Muya motioned to the bodyguard to take the housekeeper and accompany her to the villa.

The exterior of the villa is unique, but the interior is completely different from what Yang Muya imagined.

The decorations that can be seen everywhere in the living room are valuable but messy. Compared with the fresh and elegant appearance of the villa, the layout and decoration inside are like a nouveau riche.

Unsightly.

"Have you also seen Wei Qingsi?" Yang Muya walked around in the living room, did not find anything, turned around and looked at the butler who was sitting on the sofa.

"Wh, what Wei Qingsi? I don't know, the original owner of this villa was named Xia, not Wei..." The housekeeper said, indicating that he was talking too much, and quickly gritted his teeth and refused to speak again.

"Then have you seen this person?" Yang Muya's eyes flashed, and she put the sketch she had drawn in front of the housekeeper.

"...Who is this? I don't know!" The housekeeper Zi pupil tightened, and said without thinking.

"Don't rush to answer me, think slowly, I'll accompany you." Yang Muya caught the subtle expression on his face, motioned the bodyguard to let him go, sat on the sofa, and waited quietly for the housekeeper.

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"Buzz—"

Xia Changyue was woken up by the phone early in the morning. He didn't even look at the caller ID. He put the phone to his ear in a daze.

Hearing the sound coming from the other end of the phone, I jumped out of the bed in an instant!

"What are you talking about? My father..." Xia Changyue's eyes were red, and her hand holding the phone trembled violently.

Hanging up, I was dull for several seconds, only to realize that I was in tears.

After regaining her consciousness, she quickly rushed out of the bed and changed her clothes. Without washing her face, she picked up her bag and rushed out of the room.

Along the way, the sudden increase in heartbeat seemed to jump out of his chest in an instant.

She held the phone tightly with both hands, saw the taxi stop at the entrance of the hospital, slammed the car door, and rushed into the hospital...

Seeing the nurse guarding at the door of the ward, he stepped forward in one breath and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

"father……"