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C1046

"In the new year, can you help me?"

Ye Lingyuan's eyebrows sank as he looked at Gu Nianshi. His voice sounded slightly hoarse, as if it was soaked in wind and frost.

"What do you need me to do?"

Gu Nianshi replied without any hesitation.

Ye Lingyuan whispered a few words into his ear.

Gu Nianshi's expression changed, and his clear eyebrows furrowed even more.

"Lingyuan, you... "This …"

"By the time of the new year, we don't have the time …"

Ye Lingyuan sighed heavily as he straightened his back.

"Lingyuan, what if my sister …"

"…"

Ye Lingyuan's thin and moderate lips were tightly pursed, and his unruly eyebrows never relaxed again.

"Alright …"

Gu Nianshi thought about it for two minutes and helplessly agreed.

After the condolences were complete, the guests went over to their respective resting rooms.

Many people also left first.

He didn't know if Jun Linchuan did it intentionally, but Lu Yiyao's resting room was arranged next to Bo Yuheng's. Logically speaking, this should be somewhat impolite, but since Bo Yuheng didn't say anything, the others naturally didn't dare to say anything?

When Ye Lingyuan went to the hospital, there were only Lu Yiyao, Gong Nanling, Lin Yanyan, Ding Mo and his two bodyguards in the room.

Dinner. Everyone did not eat together, and was instead sent out by the Floating Cloud Pavilion staff.

After the meal, Lu Yiyao let Gong Nanling accompany Lin Yanyan to play for a while, while he and Ding Mo walked into the room inside.

"Is there still no news from Zhaowu?"

"Nope."

Ding Mo replied in a low voice with a serious expression.

"CEO, I'm worried that Zhao Fifth Young Master might have been detained by Second Young Master?"

"…"

Lu Yiyao fell into a short silence.

Ding Mo stood beside him, not daring to make a sound.

If Jun Moshang really locked Jiang Zhaowu down, what should he do?

Lu Yiyao's thoughts were churning and there was a shallow knot between his eyebrows.

A bodyguard came over, nodded, and said respectfully.

"Young Master, someone's looking for you?"

"Hmm?"

The light in Lu Yiyao's deep eyes tightened. He pursed his sharp lips and coldly bit down on his throat.

"It's the secretary of the main hall."

The bodyguard continued.

"Main Hall? CEO, what is he looking for you for? "

Ding Mo was a bit worried when he heard that. His handsome face revealed a layer of doubt.

"Let him in."

Lu Yiyao strode towards the outer room. The temperature in the room wasn't high, but it wasn't low either. He was only wearing a black shirt, and his entire being seemed clean and clean.

"Director Lu, alright."

Bo Yuheng's chief secretary, Fu Qinglun, walked in.

"Hello, Secretary Fu."

For Bo Yuheng's sake, Lu Yiyao's attitude towards Fu Qinglun was not bad.

"Director Lu, there's something I need to talk to you about in the main hall. I wonder if it's convenient for you right now?"

Fu Qinglun said this in a questioning tone, but it sounded like a statement. There was even a hint of coercion in the air.

"CEO..."

Ding Mo's palm couldn't help but tighten as a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his palm.

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao's expression was calm, his thin lips slightly parted as he indifferently replied.

Gong Nanling, who was playing a game with Lin Yanyan, saw that something was wrong. He stood up and called out to him in a low voice.

"Little uncle …"

"…"

Lu Yiyao glanced at him coldly and walked out without saying anything.

"Hmm?"

As Gong Nanling watched Lu Yiyao and Ding Mo leave with Fu Qinglun, Gong Nanling's rebellious brows furrowed and the gloom in his eyes deepened.

"Cousin …"

Lin Yanyan raised his head, while his face was tense.

"Yes."

"Cousin, don't worry about my dad."

"Brother Yan, do you know who went there to find your dad? That is the Heavenly Emperor of the S Nation, do you know that? the Emperor? "

Gong Nanling Fu sat back down. He withdrew his gaze and lowered his head. A trace of worry flashed across his eyes.

"I know …"

Lin Yanyan didn't mind. He picked up his tablet and continued to play "Leaping Frog".

"You know?"

Gong Nanling's expression tightened and he was stunned.

"He's Grandpa Jin's older brother. I saw him on TV a lot when I was doing business with him."

Lin Yanyan handed the tablet to him and pouted.

"It's your turn …"

Gong Nanling took the tablet and asked in confusion.

"Grandpa Jin? "Who is it?"

"Grandpa Jin is a very good person …"

Lin Yanyan raised his eyebrows, while his face was full of pride.

"He …"

Gong Nanling's mind raced.

Bo Yuheng's brother?

He was an extremely low-key person, why did it seem like Brother Yan was very familiar with him?

"Aiya, it's your turn. Are you still playing?"

Lin Yanyan said angrily as he saw him staring at him in a daze. He crossed his arms and glared at him with his eyes that were like black grapes.

"Immediately …"

Gong Nanling quickly put down the tablet, pressed it once, and then handed it to Lin Yanyan.

And so on and so forth.

"..."

Fu Qinglun led Lu Yiyao and Ding Mo to the next lounge. When he reached the door, he raised his hand towards Ding Mo.

"Assistant Ding, wait a moment."

The meaning of this action was extremely clear.

He was preventing Ding Mo from accompanying them.

"CEO, this?"

"Wait for me here."

Lu Yiyao slightly turned his head and said in a low voice with a cold expression, while his unfathomable black pupils remained calm.

"Yes."

Ding Mo nodded, his hands pressed against the seams of his pants.2

"Director Lu, after you."

Fu Qinglun stretched out his hand again and opened the outer door.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao didn't say any words of flattery, he just replied indifferently.

The two of them strode in, their shiny black leather shoes making a slight noise on the carpet.

The room was extremely quiet, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The four corners of the spotlight emitted a faint light, and its hue was extremely cold. A trace of cold air was floating in the air.

"Director Lu, please sit. I'll go call His Majesty."

Fu Qinglun said respectfully as he led Lu Yiyao to the sofa.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao still had a calm expression. There was no trace of panic on his grave face.

No matter what Bo Yuheng called him over to talk about, he didn't dare to do anything to him?

Because, this was the Floating Cloud Pavilion of the Jun Family.

He did not sit down. Instead, he put one hand in his pocket and waited.

Bo Yuheng changed his clothes and came out. He immediately saw the tall and jade-like Lu Yiyao, and the light in his eyes slightly contracted. Open your mouth and let the sound line be low in alcohol.

"Yiyao, hurry and sit."

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao opened his mouth and sat on the guest seat. His posture was upright without any arrogance. However, he couldn't hide the arrogance between his brows.

"Yiyao, do you know why I called you over?"

Bo Yuheng crossed his legs and placed his right hand on the arm rest of the sofa. Even though he was sitting down, he still gave off the feeling of a condescending indifference.

"Could the main hall be for my son?"

Lu Yiyao responded quickly with a faint smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, no …"

Unexpectedly, Bo Yuheng opened his mouth again and gave him an ambiguous answer.

"Hall, what do you mean?"

Lu Yiyao asked coldly without changing his expression.

"Yiyao, do you know who I am?"

Bo Yuheng looked straight at his unfathomable eyes, with a smile that was not a smile.

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