The Return of the Reborn King

Chapter 494 The Three Meet (2)
Yunxi squinted her eyes, and a trace of strangeness pierced through her eyes.

If she read correctly, the man seemed to be walking in her and Grantham's direction, all the way.

Gradually, the distance is getting closer.

The bright night of London clearly illuminated the man's appearance, as if imprinted with a hazy layer of moonlight.

At that moment, Yunxi lowered her eyes lightly, and finally realized why all the tourists were trembling like that.

Under the moon, the color is plain, and the brocade clothes travel at night.

It seems that in this world, no one is more suitable for these two words than the person in front of him.

Grantham obviously also noticed Qiao Zimo, the color of the ink darkened slightly, and he turned his head to look at Yunxi, but saw that there was no expression in her eyes, calm and moody.

A ray of speculation flashed in my heart, but before I could speak, Qiao Zimo on the opposite side had already walked slowly.

"It's so exciting to visit London at night. I haven't seen you for a few days, but I didn't expect to meet here." Qiao Zimo's voice is like a string soaked in mist, and with a slight flick, it can play a movement.Facing so many prying eyes around him, he was cold in the wind and smiled without showing.

Grantham nodded slightly at him: "What a coincidence."

These words were said with three points of mystery and seven points of politeness, but people couldn't guess whether he really thought that this "encounter" was a coincidence or something else.

Yunxi also smiled slightly, and the cold wind blew a wisp from her ear, as if the whole person was a little ethereal and unreal. "The eldest son is not with you?"

This person has always been on the same schedule as Zhuo Feng. Recently, I only heard that Zhuo Feng went to the United States, but I didn't expect him to be here.

Qiao Zimo took a deep look at her and didn't answer, just smiled lightly.

This smile brightened the eyes of the tourists who were staring blankly, and some even took out their cameras.

Yunxi frowned subconsciously.

Grantham beside him was about to speak when the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He looked down at the caller ID, but before he could respond, he saw Qiao Zimo walking to Leng Yunxi's side, and gently held her wrist in his hand very naturally.

Yunxi froze for a moment, the warmth touched by her fingertips was extremely unfamiliar.Unlike Grantham, the image of this man to her was never as gentle as water, gentle and compassionate. On the contrary, he was stronger than her grandfather's iron and blood.Even though his appearance was so stunning, she subconsciously wanted to keep a little distance from him.

"Change another place, it's too noisy here." Seemingly aware of the discomfort in Yunxi's heart, Qiao Zimo let go of her wrist before she could pull her wrist out, took off her coat, and put it on her back: "Be careful of the wind. "

Yunxi froze, did this person just take her temperature?That's why you came to shake her hand?
The music on the phone is still playing.

Qiao Zimo glanced at Grantham: "Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Grantham's gaze was still on the hand he just held Yunxi, with a slightly thoughtful expression, holding the phone and not answering it.

At this moment, all the onlookers felt that the eyes of these two imposing men showed a sense of interest and ulterior motives.

Looking at each other, there seems to be a ray of light springing up.Occasionally stir up the condensed atmosphere of the air, with a kind of inexplicable depth.

Yunxi's frown became deeper and deeper, and he felt that he was performing an eight o'clock show here, and it was the kind of people watching for free.

The temperature of the fingertips had dissipated long ago, but the coat draped behind her seemed to have been filled with the person's whole body breath, surrounding her tightly.

Just as he was about to interrupt the gazes of the two, Grantham suddenly smiled lazily, picked up the phone in his hand, made an apologetic gesture to her, and then walked aside.

Apparently, the people around were slightly stunned by his move, and then there was a sigh of regret.

Yunxi looked at these people dumbfounded, did they just think that these two people had some deep hatred?Why do they all seem to be looking forward to the "duel" scene?
"It seems that Grantham doesn't want us to hear his call." Qiao Zimo glanced indifferently at someone who was answering the phone, and walked towards the other side of the river calmly.

Of course, his hands seemed to help Yunxi straighten his coat.Unavoidably, when the clothes fell to the ground, Yunxi had to move with his footsteps.

Grantham stood by the river, standing quietly, watching the two people walking towards each other one after the other, his eyes were deep, and finally turned into a faint smile on his lips, very light and shallow.

"Grantham, are you listening to me?" The person on the phone was obviously dissatisfied with his double-mindedness, and raised his voice impatiently.

"Listen again." He turned back with a smile and resumed the topic just now: "I'll go back tomorrow, don't worry."

"Forget it, you don't like Christina, and I can't force you. It's better to make it clear earlier, it's better than wasting time." On the other end of the phone, the woman who was speaking rubbed her temples, and sighed regretfully.Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he pulled out an issue of a magazine by the table.Looking at the two people in the photo above, she was slightly lost in thought. "Son, are you..."

Grantham heard the sound of papers being turned across, and after a little thought, he knew what his mother was thinking.

"Perhaps, after searching for so long, I finally found it." A murmuring and sighing voice came out of his mouth unconsciously, and Grantham himself didn't know how gentle his expression was at this moment.

(End of this chapter)