Yinglan Noble Academy: Prince, please stay

Chapter 131

It's so late, who is it?
Frowning, obviously unhappy about being disturbed to sleep.

"Hey, Qinghe, look at your watch, what time is it?" The tone was very unfriendly.

No one will have a good attitude if they are disturbed by the midnight bell in the middle of the night.

"I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean it. I just called from the house. Madam already knows what happened to you today. She asked you to go back tomorrow." Qing He was also under pressure.

The young master doesn't like being disturbed by phone calls in the middle of the night, he is well aware of this, but he dare not neglect Madam's order even if he lends him a hundred courage.He is so pitiful,
Why is it always him who gets hurt!
The joyful mood instantly sank to the bottom, hehe, he should have known it a long time ago, his mother's intelligence network is very powerful, even if there is a random disturbance, he will know it immediately.

Freedom may be a very casual thing for others, but for him, it is the most distant and most unattainable luxury.

This feeling of not being able to control his own destiny is very bad. He doesn't like it very much, he doesn't like it very much, but what can he do?

The deep sense of powerlessness was like a quagmire. He desperately wanted to escape, but in the end he found that the harder he struggled, the deeper he sank.

"Understood, tell the other side, I will go back tomorrow." Qinglang Runze's voice was calm and without waves, no joy or sorrow could be heard, like an ancient well, without waves or movements.

Before Qinghe could speak, she took the phone off with her slender fingers.

The night wind slipped in through the gap of the window, gently blowing the screen, dancing quietly in the dark night room.

Ning Chuge's eyes were dark, and he wanted to get angry, but found that he couldn't get angry.

Holding the white mobile phone tightly with his fingers, suddenly, he smashed it heavily like a wall.Perhaps, he was left with this silent expression of his anger.

Life is full of so many frustrations.

The world only sees his lofty scenery, a life of rich clothes and good food, and boundless rights, but they can't see what kind of burden and pain he is carrying behind him.

If he could choose again, he would rather not be born in such a big family.

(End of this chapter)