Chapter 855 Stop! Who?

Chapter 855 Stop! who?

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

"..." Nian Xiaomu paused, raised his head in surprise, and looked around.

In the empty courtyard, except for the four of them, no one else could be seen at all. Why did he suddenly ask this?

As Yu Yuehan's voice fell, the assistant and driver immediately looked around with vigilance.

Soon, I really heard footsteps coming from the corner.

Listening to the voice, he is preparing to run...

"Stop!" The assistant chased after him without saying a word.

He rushed to the corner of the courtyard in one breath and was suddenly stunned when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Yu Yuehan held Nian Xiaomu's hand and followed him slowly.

What I saw hiding in the corner was not Tan Bengbeng or anyone from the Tan family, but a few homeless people.

It seems that I have lived here for a while.

There are some shabby quilts and uneaten food in the corner.

Seeing them, they all showed panicked eyes.

"We are not thieves, we are just staying here for a few days..."

"Did you break the lock on the door?" Yu Yuehan saw the person in front of him, his black eyes flashed and his thin lips parted slightly.

His noble and upright body stood forward, and the aristocratic aura emanating from his body would make people unconsciously afraid.

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, "It wasn't us. We sneaked in when we saw the lock on the door was broken. We thought it would be a waste to leave such a big yard empty, so we stayed here. We haven’t gone anywhere but here!”

"Master Han, do you want to call the police? I don't think they will tell the truth until they see the police." The driver suggested.

When several homeless people heard that they wanted to call the police, they stood up in a hurry.

Before they could speak, Yu Yuehan slowly opened his lips, "They didn't lie. They didn't pick the lock. Although the door lock was rusty,

But the pry marks were very smooth, and it looked like professional tools were used. "

After Yu Yuehan finished speaking, everyone looked at the corner where a few homeless people lived.

There were no professional lockpicking tools in sight.

"You two watch them here, don't let them go." Yu Yuehan ordered, holding Nian Xiaomu's hand, and walked towards the old house together.

Nian Xiaomu has been very quiet since entering the Tan family's ancestral home.

She would go wherever Yu Yuehan led her.

She listened to whatever he said.

Everyone's attention was on the mysterious old house of the Tan family, and no one noticed her gradually turning pale.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yuehan noticed that the hands in his palms were getting colder and colder. He paused and lowered his eyes to look at the person beside him.

Hearing his voice, Nian Xiaomu jumped up without saying a word and threw herself into his arms.

Her legs clamped around his waist and hugged his neck tightly.

"It's so dark here, I'm scared!"

Yu Yuehan: "..."

Yu Yuehan: "Tell the truth."

Nian Xiaomu: "Afraid of ghosts."

"Are you sure it's not a ghost that's afraid of you?" Yu Yuehan said with disdain, knowing that she wasn't really afraid, he still reached out and hugged her tightly.

"..."

Mr. Han, you may not want a fiancée.

Nian Xiaomu cursed in his heart and bickered with him. His mood became less tense and he spoke in a muffled voice.

"This place gives me a very familiar feeling, but I can't remember it at all..."

The feeling that you should remember something but you can't remember it makes you feel panicked.