Chapter 8

"Ziyuan?" Mu Qinghong really didn't remember this person.

Ye Qinglan was a little distracted, looking at the man beside him. He was wearing plain white clothes, his hair was tied lazily, his eyes were as bright as water, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed gentle and warm, but it was as cold as a cold pool, which made people have to retreat. And timid.

"You are Bai Ziyuan?" Ye Qinglan said in an unfriendly tone.

"It's Bai Ziyuan." Bai Ziyuan took two steps forward, saluted Mu Qinghong, then turned his head to Ye Qinglan and said, "It seems that Lan'er still remembers me."

His voice was nice, but without any emotion, he looked around, thought of the blue figure, smiled coldly, and felt a little mocking in his heart.

"I seem to remember, Ziyuan and I still have a game of chess and there is no winner!" Mu Qinghong smiled. Three years ago, they had a double-sided relationship, but only two-sided, but they became friends.

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Mu Qinghong kept Bai Ziyuan behind, saying that he wanted to play another game of chess, three years ago there was no winner, this time it will be a showdown.Ye Qinglan was pestering Mu Qinghong, while Bai Ziyuan's eyes fell on Su Yan intentionally or unintentionally.

Prime Minister Ye still had important matters to attend to, so he didn't stay any longer, and asked his daughter for a short while to pay homage to the Third Prince before leaving the palace.

In the garden, Su Yan walked slowly along the gravel road full of thoughts, looking around, feeling empty in her heart.

Sitting on a big rock by the lake, looking at the lake with plain eyes, her eyes were loose.

A white swan swam across the lake, causing ripples in circles.It was cold, and there was no pool of beautiful lotus flowers, only some lotus leaves floating on the water.

"A pool of lotus beauty is nothing but a season of youth." A pleasant voice came from behind, although it was pleasant to hear, it was always without any emotion.

Su Yan doesn't need to look back, she already knows who is coming. She may suffer in this life, but who can be sure in the next life?

"Didn't you say that we will never meet again?" The man's voice suddenly cooled down, with a hint of sarcasm.

Su Yan turned her head back: "You, why did you appear here?"

He approached her, raised her chin, and asked coldly, "What do you think?"

Su Yan pushed Bai Ziyuan away with the same indifferent tone: "What do you want?"

I still remember that night of despair, the wind was piercingly cold, the light curtain fluttered, and my heart was fluttering. The shadow in Su Yan's heart was only Feng Yuhan, and her heart was cold to the bottom.

That night was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. He wanted to possess her, but she was extremely stubborn. She would rather scratch her face and run away desperately than let her innocence be ruined. In his hand!
She is not reconciled, but what can she do?My mother once said that this is the fate of their Beigong family, and it is also her fate... I can't help myself.

Su Yan knows that she is different from ordinary people, and so is the whole family, but a so-called dedication is doomed to be in vain, and an order is a crime of exterminating the family.Is this also fate?If you resist, what can you do?But he gave in like that, and he was determined.

She understood that it was her mother's selfishness, and it was always for that ruthless person, but could the whole family's life be used as the price?She survived, but she lived in such a humble way.

Later, she met Feng Yuhan, the first man who made her fall in love with him. Su Yan thought that was happiness, but he used himself as a bargaining chip...

(End of this chapter)

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