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C1533

"Mengmeng, as an elder brother, I hope that you will let go of everything and stop hating your father. I think your mother doesn't want you to hate him either … "

Ye Xiaochen looked at Gu Mengmeng with reddened eyes as he said sincerely.

"…"

Gu Mengmeng didn't say anything and silently took the picture scroll from Ye Xiaochen.

"Gan Luo …"

Ye Xiaochen opened the door of the study and called Gan Luo to come in.

"Lord Priest …"

Gan Luo bowed.

"Send Miss Gu back."

Ye Xiaochen's expression was a bit sad, with a faint sadness covering his handsome face.

The current him was very different from the him of the rumors.

"Yes …" "Miss Gu, please …"

Gan Luo led Gu Mengmeng out.

The door to the study closed once again. Ye Xiaochen was lost in his thoughts in the tranquil darkness.

"..."

Pear City.

Jun Liuli and Gong Nanling returned to the East Pear Courtyard.

Gu Nianshi, who had been anxiously waiting for this moment, finally relaxed his eyebrows. He quickly went up to welcome him and said with an excited voice.

"Young Master Jun, Young Master Gong, you two have finally returned …"

"Doctor Gu, quick …"

Gong Nanling supported Jun Liuli and walked towards Ding Pei's room quickly.

Jun Liuli, who was breathing heavily, saw Ding Pei lying on the sickbed, and tears started to appear in the corner of his eyes. Under the illumination of the lamp, the teardrops were suffused with a clear coolness.

"Xiao Pei, I'm back …"

His throat had gone completely mute. He could only see his dry lips moving, but he could not hear a single sound.

"Young Master Gong, you and Young Master Jun go down to rest first. Leave this place to me …"

Gu Nianshi said to Gong Nanling in a clear voice.

"Alright."

Gong Nanling and the other two servants helped Jun Liuli out.

A long wait.

From the bright sun to the slanting sun.

Jun Liuli sat in the same position. Not eating, not drinking, not talking. There was no response to Gong Nanling's persuasion.

His lips were extremely dry and cracked. Both cheeks were deeply sunken in. He had lost a lot of weight.

Buzz buzz …

His phone vibrated.

He had no reaction.

Seeing this, Gong Nanling was stunned and reminded her in a low voice.

"Young Master Jun, your phone rang."

Jun Liuli turned his head with a stiff neck and glanced at Ye Zichen, then took out his phone slowly from his pocket.

When he saw the caller ID, he handed it to Gong Nanling.

"Hmm?"

Gong Nanling was stunned and took the phone in confusion.

"Eldest Young Master?"

The person who called was Jun Liuli's father, Jun Linchuan.

Gong Nanling's heartstrings became taut. He uneasily pressed the answer button and then turned it on again.

"Eldest Young Master, it's Gong Nanling …"

"Gong Nanling?"

The other party had obviously not expected it to be him.

"Young Master Jun's throat is a bit uncomfortable, so he can't speak, so …" "Oh, he's right next to me right now, so I turned on my phone,"

Gong Nanling hurriedly explained.

"Is your throat uncomfortable?"

Jun Linchuan's heart sank and a trace of worry flashed across his brows.

"How is he now?"

"He …"

Gong Nanling turned around and glanced at Jun Liuli. Jun Liuli shook his head at him stiffly.

"Other than being a bit tired, he's fine."

"Mm …"

Jun Linchuan paused for a second before he spoke again with a cold tone.

"Liu-Li, thank you for your hard work …"

This voice was filled with the compassion and concern unique to fathers.

"…"

Jun Liuli's mouth twitched, but no sound came out.0

"Liu-Li, you, Second Uncle, will be visiting Pear City soon. If possible, you can head back with him to Dijing."

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