920: C920 Do You Want to Leave with Long Ye

C920 Do You Want to Leave with Long Ye

Chuanxia's face was a little pale, " Actually, I am a monster. I should not have come to this world to be a bastard, right?"

Le Youyou hurriedly shook her head, "Chuanxia, don't think so. You are a very unique existence. "

Chuanxia however waved her hand, "Mom, I want to stay for a while. You can go out. "

Le Youyou looked out the window. "The boat is about to reach the Strait of Malacca. I think they will fix it at the port. I will advise Gong Mingchuan to send you out of this ship. "

Le Youyou opened the door and walked out. She thought of something and turned around. She said with some regret. "Chuanxia, if you leave this ship, you may not see me again. . . "

Chuanxia was a little surprised. "Why can't I see you anymore?"

Le Youyou said, "I will live with the person I love in France. Huo Zhiqian will not allow you to go to France. You should not go to France. Then we will be separated from each other. Won't we never see each other again?"

Chuanxia subconsciously said," Daddy loves you. Why didn't you stay with him and insist on leaving with Mr. Gong? "

Le Youyou smiled bitterly, "Huo Zhiqian and I will never be able to. Many things can't be salvaged since they have already happened. "

Chuanxia suddenly thought of something and asked, "Didn't you say that they captured me for the Butterfly Empress bacterial strain in my body? If I return to the mainland, then would that monster from the Loong family and Gong Lin also capture me because of my Butterfly Empress bacterial strain?"

"You reminded me. " Le Youyou frowned. "I will personally send you to the port. Unless Huo Zhiqian's men or Dongfang Wulei comes to pick you up, I will not let you go with anyone else. "

She had to be on guard against Loong family taking the opportunity to take Chuanxia away.

She would only give Chuanxia to them if she saw Huo Zhiqian and Dongfang Wulei come to pick her up with her own eyes.

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Chuanxia quietly stayed in the room.

Actually, she really liked her adoptive parents' home.

Although that home was poor and ordinary, and her parents often quarreled and were philistine, they were very close. She didn't have any psychological burdens when interacting with her adoptive parents.

Although the Huo family and Gong family were in the middle of power and wealth, once they entered the Wealthy Class, they were as deep as the ocean. The sons of the aristocratic families didn't seem to value familial love that much.

Whether it was Huo Zhiqian, his mother, or Dongfang Wulei, their relationship with others was always distant. It was as if their hearts were separated from this world by a veil.

They seemed to have their own life forever and always had a sense of distance from her.

Perhaps, she was really a monster, and not accepted by the world.

This time, no one knew who would bring her back to the mainland.

Where was her father, Huo Zhiqian? Or was it Dongfang Wulei?

Would Dongfang Wulei come to pick her up? Although their relationship had eased up, it shouldn't be to the extent that he would risk his life to save her.

Chuanxia squeezed out a tear from the corner of her eye and fell asleep on the bed.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, there was suddenly a poof poof sound coming from outside the window.

She opened her eyes and saw that outside the pitch black cabin, there was a slender black shadow standing on the deck. Chuanxia walked to the window and opened her eyes wide to look.

Borrowing the moonlight, she finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

He wore a black windbreaker, had a beautiful face and was filled with a mysterious aura. His eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. It was actually Loong Ye.

Chuanxia opened the window and shouted, "Dragon. . . " Ye.

Before she could shout the word Ye, Loong Ye rushed forward and covered her mouth with his hand. "Shh. . . " He whispered into her ear, "Don't talk. Come with me. Be careful not to let the Gong family hear you. "0

Chuanxia's heart trembled.

Should she go with him?

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