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Lin Ange walked slowly to the French window.

After a while, it started drizzling outside the window. Threads of rain twined unwillingly and unceasingly.

The wind was much stronger than before.

Green trees by the roadside flew everywhere. The ground was once again covered with leaves and red light.

The air pressure was somewhat low.

"It's raining again? "The weather is really changing at will …"

Lin Ange frowned and sighed silently.

"..."

Yunxi Courtyard.

Ding Mo sat on the armchair in the side hall and waited for Lu Yiyao to come out of the main building.

His handsome face was extremely solemn.

He never would have thought that the owner of this courtyard wasn't Jun Moyuan or Jun Moshang. It was actually Young Master, Ye Xiaochen, from the Dark Night.

This mysterious person had actually arrived at the Yunjing right under their noses.

Yunxi Courtyard was an ancient courtyard house.

The security was extremely tight.

From the time of the Qing River Crossroads, it had been a private territory. No one is allowed to enter unless the owner of the courtyard invites them.

There was no need to even mention the courtyard.

Even Ding Mo was only assigned to the side hall and was not allowed to enter the main building.

There was no restriction on his phone.

But it was very difficult for him to get out of this side room.

At the door stood two Man in black. Around them, there were also quite a few black guards.

These people all had extraordinary skills.

Even with his skill, it would still be difficult for him to get out safely.

Right now, he could only patiently, Lu Yiyao, come out from the main building.

Ye Lingyuan sent a message with his palms numb.

"Ah Mi, what's the situation now?"

"Everything is normal."

Ding Mo returned to his seat.

On the rosewood table in front of him, a teapot was steaming.

Perhaps Ye Xiaochen felt that it was a bit boring for him to be here alone. Not only had she prepared special pastries for him, but she had also prepared kung fu tea for him.

The tea leaves came from the Weihai.

This type of tea was very light and did not have any fragrance.

The tea was boiling, and he turned the fire down a little. The red flames were like poisonous snakes spitting out red letters.

The air wasn't warmer because of the fire.

The rain outside the window occasionally fell on the carved windows. Although the sound was light, it was like the beat of a drum, causing one to feel slightly annoyed.

"Ah Mi, contact me at any time."

Ye Lingyuan replied.

"Understood."

Ding Mo replied immediately.

Ye Lingyuan didn't say anything more.

The screen on his phone gradually dimmed. Ding Mo put down his phone, picked up the teapot and poured himself a small cup of tea.

Lightly.

The light golden tea entered his throat.

Faint and tasteless.

There was even a hint of bitterness.

Ding Mo couldn't help but frown.

He really could not understand, how could such a light, tasteless and slightly bitter tea be called Weihai Tender Tea.

Compared to the tea, the mountain cloud and mist surrounding the Yunjing were like heaven and earth.

This may have something to do with the island's environment.

Time trickled by.

He put down his teacup, picked up his cell phone again, and got down to business.

The small side chamber was frighteningly quiet.

The sound of a falling needle could be heard.

There was also the main building that was as silent as the rest.

Lu Yiyao sat in the ancient living room, his unfathomable pupils were completely silent. His demeanor was haughty as he cast a cold glance at the devilish man in front of him.

"Director Lu, we have known each other for a long time. I wanted to visit you a long time ago, but didn't expect that you would come here first. "

Ye Xiaochen had a charming smile, and his voice sounded charming and flirtatious.

Lu Yiyao didn't have any feelings for this person and even abandoned him.

"Young Master Xiao, don't say too many polite words. After all, our time is precious. "

He raised his eyebrows, his voice cold and straight.

"Director Lu is straightforward indeed …"

Ye Xiaochen smirked as he replied quietly. There was even a trace of flattery in his voice.

"…"

Lu Yiyao looked at him, his dark eyes narrowed, and his stern face was covered in a thin layer of ice.

"Director Lu, did you come over for Gu Mengmeng?"

Ye Xiaochen's mouth twitched as he asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao's expression was cold. He pursed his lips and forced out a word.

"She's gone home."

Ye Xiaochen blinked his dark blue eyes and lifted his lips, the curve of his lips slightly rising.

"Young Master Xiao is wise."

Lu Yiyao's face was expressionless, and a hint of an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What he said was obviously alerting Ye Xiaochen.

If he didn't put Gu Mengmeng back, he probably wouldn't have a good ending.

"She's my sister."

Ye Xiaochen took a sip from the blue and white porcelain tea bowl in front of him.

After saying this sentence, it was like a stone had smashed into Lu Yiyao's heart, the light in his body rippled. The deep gaze in his eyes tightened as his brows slightly creased, as if he was trying to determine whether these words were real or fake.

Gu Mengmeng was Ye Xiaochen's sister.

Gu Mengmeng's father is Ye Tian?

"You don't believe me?"

Ye Xiaochen looked at him and smiled faintly.

That smile was like a Mandala's soundless opening in the night.

It was coquettish and somewhat seductive.

This man's appearance was truly indescribable.

Lu Yiyao was unable to determine whether his seductive face was actually his "real" skin or not because he had mastered the art of disguise.

"Young Master Xiao, this joke isn't funny."

Lu Yiyao did not answer directly. He only pursed his lips and made a cold and proud arc with his chin.

"It's not a joke, it's true. She is my half-sister. "

The tea was scalding hot and he blew on it lightly.

His slender and pale fingers sent chills down everyone's spines.

"Young Master Xiao, since she is your sister, then this matter is a lot easier to deal with."1

Lu Yiyao said calmly.

"Director Lu, to be honest, I'm not interested in 'N9'."

Ye Xiaochen drank a mouthful of tea, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Yiyao.

"Is that so?"

Lu Yi slightly raised his brows, a faint mocking smile appearing on his face.

"The person who is truly interested is actually your wife's father."

Ye Xiaochen's charming gaze fell on Lu Yiyao's clearly defined and grave face.

He didn't know what his purpose was, but he actually leaked so much 'news' to Lu Yiyao all at once.

"Him?"

Lu Yiyao let out a cold laugh. The coldness on his face became a lot more severe as cold air surrounded his body.

"Director Lu, actually, I've always wanted to be friends with you …"

Ye Xiaochen put down the tea bowl and leaned back lazily. His dark blue eyes were like a pure sapphire, transparent to the extreme.

Even Lu Yiyao, who had seen countless people, could not see him clearly.

"Friends?"

Lu Yiyao paused. Can you and I still be friends? "

"As long as you are willing, I am willing."

Ye Xiaochen replied with a smile.

If it weren't for the unique magnetism and coldness in his voice, people would have thought that his words carried a peculiar meaning.

"Young Master Xiao, there is a deep grudge between the two of us. In this life, you can only be an enemy. "

Lu Yiyao Ying's sharp eyebrows were creased with wind and frost, and his eyes were glinting with a cold light.

"Director Lu, maybe there's a misunderstanding?"

Ye Xiaochen's blue eyes narrowed as he pursed his red lips. The line of his lips was very alluring.

"Misunderstanding?"

Lu Yiyao frowned and said coldly.

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