1631: C1631 That Night Under the Starry Sky 3

C1631 That Night Under the Starry Sky 3

"Yunfei, I understand what you mean, and I know that I can't continue like this …"

Yuwen Qingge clasped her hands together, feeling some pain at the corner of her eyes.

Bo Yunfei looked at her quietly with an expression of helplessness and heartache. For a moment, he didn't know how to continue.

"Yunfei, I understand everything, but I just can't control my emotions … Tell me, what should I do? If this goes on, I think I'll go crazy. "

Yuwen Qingge said in a tearful voice.

"I didn't expect you to fall so deep into it."

Bo Yunfei shook his head lightly.

When it came to matters like emotions, even though he was just an adult, he only talked about it on paper. He had no actual experience with it.

He bit the corner of his lips as he spoke in a faint voice.

"Qingge, come back to school with me and divert your attention. Maybe in a few months, there will be a change. "

"..."

When Yuwen Qingge heard this, she fell silent once more.

The person standing in the dark corner silently turned around and left.

The next day.

Lu Yiyao and Lin Ange woke up rather late.

The other guests did not live in the same house.

There were 68 small buildings and 1,268 houses.

The manor's butler arranged the guests according to Lu Yiyao's guest list.

After Lin Ange washed up, she first went to Lin Yanyan's room to have a look. He was still asleep and did not wake him.

Down to the dining room.

His phone vibrated.

Ge Ge, I returned to the Li City early in the morning. I wish you and your cousin a happy wedding and eternal happiness.]

The person who sent her the message was Gu Yunxiao.

Lin Angeyu's eyelashes trembled and her delicate eyebrows creased slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Yiyao walked over. Seeing that there was something wrong with her expression, he asked warmly.

"Gu Yunxiao went back."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Lin Ange handed the phone to Lu Yiyao.

Lu Yiyao narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Has Yuwen Qingge gone back as well?"

"Probably not?"

Lin Ange was stunned for a moment as she raised her head to look at him.

"If she went back, she would definitely tell me."

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao nodded, held her hand and walked to the dining table.

"Let's go see Mr. Nan after the meal."

"Alright."

Seeing the two of them sit down at the dining table, the servants brought out the breakfast that they had prepared earlier.

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Building 3 on the east side of the manor.

Nan Huaijin got up early in the morning and walked slowly along the green path outside the building.

Not far behind him, there were five or six guards dressed in black.

He was the host of the wedding between Lu Yiyao and Lin Ange.

As Lin Ange's blood uncle, coupled with his current status and identity, there was no one more suitable to be his wife.

In his late fifties, he was still tall and handsome, and his bearing was also extraordinary.

He was dressed in casual attire and had a more elegant demeanor.

He walked at a moderate pace, his face warm.

On both sides of the road were wide green lawns. It was sparsely planted with landscape trees. Especially pine trees.

A few squirrels scuttled up and down the trees, unafraid of people.

Nan Huaijin looked at it and his eyes became softer.

"Teacher, Fifth Young Master returned to his Li City early in the morning."

A Zuo ran two steps to his side and said respectfully.

"Is something wrong?"

"I've never heard of it."

Nan Huaijin continued to walk forward and frowned slightly.

Gu Yunxiao was not a person who did not know his place. Something must have happened to him since he left in such a hurry.

Could it be that he couldn't let Lin Ange go in his heart?

Nan Huaijin had experienced the pain of loving but not being able to accept it.

In his entire life, he had only loved one woman.0

She was Lu Yiyao's birth mother, Ye Qinghuan.

"Sir, Fu Qinglun and Miss Gu Si are in the Flower Valley and they want to meet you. Would you like to make the arrangements? "

A Zuo said after accompanying Nan Huaijin for a while.

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