Chapter 217 The So-Called Truth 8
"I'm sorry... Xiao Yumo, it's my mother who should say I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Su Yumo still looked at her blankly, but the look of wariness in her eyes became more and more intense, without any reduction.Her whole body was tense, and her beautiful face was full of fear and anxiety.

Su Yu hugged Yin Momo tightly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, his beautiful face was tinged with coldness, and his thin lips were slightly lifted, "Let's all go into the room and talk about it."

His words have always been forceful, making people subconsciously happy and surrendered.

After all, he took the lead in hugging Yin Momo, half dragged her into the room, and the servants also entered the room one by one, their footsteps were as light as if they were not walking, Ji Jue took a deep look at Su Yumo, seeing that she was still in a daze Standing there blankly, sighed almost inaudibly, and walked towards her.

The tall figure stood still, covering the light in front of Su Yumo, leaving only a dark shadow, and the cold voice was hoarse, "Go in."

Su Yumo stared at him in a daze, the expression in her eyes became clearer and more hopeless.

Her hands hanging on both sides were involuntarily clenched into fists, her whole body was trembling slightly, her lips were touching up and down, but she couldn't say a word.

The unease in her heart had completely swallowed her up, shrouding her in a terrible circle, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.

She already felt that the storm was coming...

Her all-time ominous premonition seemed to be confirmed.

Both feet were so heavy that they seemed to be pressed by huge stones, and they couldn't even take a step.

And she was not afraid, but extremely afraid.

She was afraid that she would not be able to withstand the coming storm, there was nothing she could do.

Ji Jue's gaze was still looking deeply at her cheek, his gaze was deep and sharp, as if he could see through the depths of her heart.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice became darker, "Didn't you always want to know why the Second Young Master and the Second Young Mistress disappeared, why they came back now, what happened to them, where they went, and what did they do?"

Su Yumo remained indifferent, her gaze focused on his handsome face.

After a pause, the corners of his lips slowly curled into a self-deprecating arc, and he continued: "Then you always want to know why I treated you like this, why I still appear here, and why I still stand in front of you. "

"Su Yumo, what are you afraid of?"

With a flick of Su Yumo's eyes, the bone-piercing hatred in his eyes could be clearly seen in an instant.

Ji Jue deserves to be Ji Jue, he can always see through her mind, she is always like a blank sheet of paper in front of him, unable to escape or break free.

That's right, why should she, Su Yumo, be afraid.

The person who is sorry for her is him!Why should she be afraid! ?The person to be afraid of is him, Ji Jue!

Alright, she will watch carefully, how he will explain to her, how will he fulfill this huge lie!

"I have nothing to fear, it's ridiculous!"

Su Yumo curled her lips coldly, forced herself to show that flawless smile, raised her head high, and brushed past his shoulder without looking sideways. The two shoulders collided heavily, and Ji Jue's The shoulders were tilted, and Su Yumo walked straight into Su's house without even looking at it.

Step into the great mystery that is about to swallow her.

Ji Jue stood on the spot, maintaining that posture, his handsome face slowly raised, and in the dark night, there was only a strong sense of sternness and sadness.

Su Yumo, perhaps, starting today, we will be real strangers.

for real………

stranger.

(End of this chapter)

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