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Lin Ange served him a bowl of soup, took the spoon and stirred it a few times before placing it in front of him.

Halfway through eating, Lu Yiyao came back.

"Didn't you say that you're not coming back to eat?"

Lin Ange's eyes, which were as clear as water, shone with a hint of splintered radiance, as well as surprise and puzzlement.

"There are always accidents in life."

The corner of Lu Yiyao's mouth curved slightly. His black pupils were filled with the bright light of the crystal lamp and were filled with warmth.

"Have you eaten?"

The corner of Lin Ange's mouth twitched slightly as she smiled faintly.

"Nope."

"Then sit down."

Lu Yiyao washed his hands, pulled out the chair beside her and sat down.

Sister Zhou quickly brought over a set of utensils.

"Why is it just the two of you? What about Gong Nanling and the others? "

Lu Yiyao asked softly after giving the soup to the mother and son.

"Gong Nanling has an appointment tonight, Mengmeng doesn't want to eat it …"

At the mention of Gu Mengmeng, a hint of worry surfaced on Lin Ange's face.

"Eat."

Lu Yiyao gave the prawn to her, while his gaze softened a bit.

Lin Ange and Lin Yanyan finished their meal first. Sister Zhou and Nanny Wang brought Lin Yanyan to the lounge on the second floor while Lin Ange stayed behind to accompany Lu Yiyao.

"Hubby, from what Gong Nanling said, Ning Qianyu's family came?"

"Yes."

"At this time, did they come for something?"

"Other than marriage, what else could it be?"

A glimmer of light flashed across Lu Yiyao's deep eyes, while his straight sword like eyebrows slightly frowned.

"No wonder Gong Nanling was in so much pain …"

After Lin Ange was confirmed, she became even more worried for Gu Mengmeng.

"An An, even if he and Gu Mengmeng break off their engagement with Ning Family, there's probably no possibility of that happening?"

Lu Yiyao put down his chopsticks, while his deep gaze tensed up. He tilted his head and looked at Lin Ange.

"Why?"

"Gu Mengmeng's father has a 'grudge' with Gong Family that cannot be resolved."

Lu Yiyao slightly opened his thin lips and replied coldly.

"What grudge?"

Lin Ange's clear eyes narrowed as a trace of doubt appeared on her face.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you when I have time."

Lu Yiyao took a sip of warm water, took a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"Not eating anymore?"

Seeing him eat so little, Lin Ange couldn't help but worry for him.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao answered and stood up, putting his hands on Lin Ange's shoulders.

"An An, do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Alright."

Lin Ange didn't refuse and nodded in agreement.

Dusk was falling in all directions.

The sun gradually set in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun slowly dissipated.

The birds returned to their nests, and Yan Hong fell into a deep slumber.

The Yunxi Lake surface was like a still oil painting, its hue a little gloomy.

The two of them crossed their fingers and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

Lin Ange was worried for Gu Mengmeng. She couldn't help but raise her head and look at his perfect profile.

"Hubby, what exactly is the 'grudge' between Gong Family and Gu Mengmeng's father?"

"…"

Lu Yiyao didn't answer her immediately, but stayed silent for two minutes.

The street lamp by the lake was already lit. It was a bright yellow.

The moths sought the light source and raced forward, reunited in the light.

"Hmm?"

Lin Ange became even more confused as she thought to herself.

"Could it be that he has a grudge of life and death?"

Although Gong Family was also considered a Wealthy Class family member, Gong Hantian's grandfather, Duke Gong was a modest and easy-going person. He had galloped through the business world for many years and had never made a 'mortal enemy'.

Moreover, Gong Family are known as' Fragrant Family ', and they have never stepped into other fields. How did he offend Ye Tian?

"An An, have you heard of the 'Tide of Purple Clouds'?"

Lu Yiyao stopped and stood still. He turned to the side and looked at the calm lake surface.

"When I was young, I vaguely heard my grandfather say that it was an ancient fragrance?"

Lin Ange frowned as she thought hard about it.

"That's right …"

Lu Yiyao's dark and narrow eyes shrank and his voice became colder and colder.

"The 'Violet Tide' was passed down by the Patriarch of Gong Family. It's extremely mysterious, but in the hands of the Duke, he lost the 'Ancient Fragrance' recipe."

"Lost?"

Lin Ange was stunned for a second. Her eyes narrowed as she speculated in a low voice.

"Could it be Ye Tian snatched it away?"

To a family with a good aroma, what did it mean to have the recipe for a family heirloom taken away?

It was no different from a disaster.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao nodded. Under the bright yellow light, his sharp face became more and more cold.

"Ever since the 'list' was lost, the palace lord was unable to recover. His Gong Family has stopped all operations regarding incense …"

"This' formula list ', not only did it bury a long-established' Fragrant Family ', it also caused the Gong Family to pay a heavy price …"

Lu Yiyao's expression gradually turned serious.

"Understood …"

Lin Ange was very smart. Without Lu Yiyao to explain anything, she understood the reason why Gong Hantian left the Chenghai and went to another country to start his own business.

"Peace …"

Lu Yiyao turned to the side and lowered his gaze, looking at Lin Ange's delicate and moving face.

The low and deep voice carried a myriad of emotions.

The sky was a sea of ink.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Ange tilted her head up, her long, close-combing eyelashes raised as her spirited eyes met with the deep and profound gaze of Lin Ange.

"What would you do if one day, between you and I, there were these unknown 'past'?"

Lu Yiyao looked at her with eyes as black as ink. A deep crease appeared between his brows.

The night was getting darker.

The moths under the street lamps hummed as they flew.

Lin Ange's eyes glazed over and her heart skipped a beat.

Raising his head, his jaw was slightly stretched. Those clear and intelligent eyes of his fell into a bright yellow color. The look in her eyes was somewhat complicated.

"Hubby, why do you ask?"

"An An, no matter what, I won't let you go."2

Lu Yiyao pressed down with his palm, tightly wrapping her hand. The corner of his mouth hooked up as he spoke to himself.

His facial expression was especially resolute.

"Me too …"

Lin Ange looked at him as she pursed her lips and said resolutely.

From beginning to end, her heart was not at ease. She always felt that Lu Yiyao's words had an 'unusual' meaning?

Could it be that their parents, and even their ancestors, had grudges that couldn't be resolved?

How many more things were hidden in Lu Yiyao's heart?

"An An, can you take another walk?"

Lu Yiyao asked warmly as he lowered his head to look at her.

"I can …"

Lin Ange nodded.

The two of them took another step forward, but before they got too far, Lu Yiyao's phone rang.

Lu Yiyao swept a glance and frowned. His face turned cold.

"I'll go sit over there …"

Seeing this, Lin Ange pointed at the wooden bench not far away and said in a sensible manner.

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao kept following her until she sat down. Then, he turned his gaze away and opened the screen on his phone.

"Hey …"

The sound line was thin and cold.

"Yiyao, it's me."

Jun Linchuan's cold voice sounded.

"Eldest Young Master, alright."

Lu Yiyao said politely, but with a hint of indifference and coldness.

"Yiyao, thank you."

Unexpectedly, the second sentence Jun Linchuan said was thank you.

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