Madam, did she abuse the scum today?

Chapter 265 Yan Yunzhou, if you have the ability, you hide from me for the rest of your life
"..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he swallowed it back.

"Father, I'm asking you once, are you really unwilling to help me?"

Looking directly at the man with her beautiful scarlet eyes, Yan Qingyue asked in a deep voice, but she was met with silence.

Seeing his eyes closed again, she twitched the corners of her lips, showing a cold and mocking arc.

"Father, I hope you will not regret today's decision."

After saying that, she stood up, tore off the black crystal bracelet on her wrist, and threw it by his leg. After giving him a cold look, she turned and left.

The back is decisive, without any nostalgia.

"Yue'er, the past is like the wind, Yunzhou is innocent, let him go, and let yourself go. There are some things, only if you let go of your obsessions, can you see the other side of it. Yue'er, don't let hatred and resentment Blind your eyes, don't wait until you lose it before regretting it."

The man's heartfelt words of comfort came from behind him, echoing in the hall, his steady voice was deep and long, as if it came from the distant sky, making Yan Qingyue, who was about to step out of the main entrance of the hall, pause in his footsteps.

She didn't look back, but just said in a cold voice, "What about you, father? Have you ever regretted it? Regretted that you didn't teach me well and didn't give me a warm home all these years?"

The atmosphere in the hall was extraordinarily quiet for a while, at this moment, Yan Qingyue seemed extraordinarily patient, she didn't ask in a hurry, but waited quietly.

The hands hanging by his sides subconsciously tightened, his whole body tensed, and a little hope appeared in his eyes.

She thought that as long as he said 'yes', she would be happy whether it was true or not.

But, after all, it's still a luxury.

The soft sigh from behind made the hope in her eyes disappear, and turned cold.

Gently tugged the corners of his lips, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or something, in short, it was numb.

After all, she has asked this question no less than a hundred times over the years, but unfortunately, she never got an answer, and each time she sighed full of helplessness.

have no choice?

Yan Qingyue snorted coldly, saying that she was helpless was just an excuse for him to avoid responsibility.

How can there be so much helplessness in this world?

He just resented the woman who betrayed him, so he put all the blame and fault on her.

The downpour of rain fell on her body, and soon soaked her dress. The cool wind blew past and hit her wet body. The biting chill made her shiver subconsciously, and her wandering thoughts also At this moment, they are all back in the basket.

Looking up at the night where the rain was pouring, and then at the surrounding environment, she realized that she had unknowingly come to that evil room while her mind was distracted.

Looking sullenly at the closed door in front of her eyes, Yan Qingyue pursed her lips, turned and left directly.

After a while, she turned back and strode up the steps. After seeing the closed door, she kicked the door open.

The room is not big, but about ten square meters, and the furnishings are very simple, except for a simple wooden bed, there is nothing else.

Except for a worn-out quilt, there was nothing on the plank bed.

The hollow carved window lattice has been broken, and it is hanging crookedly at this time, and when the wind blows, it shakes violently back and forth, making an ear-splitting 'clang' sound.

The cold wind blows into this narrow space through the broken window, except for the cold and damp, it is still cold and damp, and the four seasons reincarnate, this room will always only be endlessly cold, and there is no trace of warmth to be found.

The whole house is so dilapidated that even the servants of the Yan family can't live in it, but it is the room where the young master of the Yan family, who is so talented in the eyes of outsiders, feasts on Yun Zhou, who enjoys inexhaustible glory and wealth!

Yan Yunzhou's status in Yan's family is really worse than that of a dog.

Yan Qingyue walked slowly in the room with her arms folded, looking at this dilapidated, difficult and difficult environment, her face was cold, without the slightest heartache or guilt, on the contrary, her eyes were full of pleasure.

After all, all of this was carefully arranged by her.

Only when that evil person is not doing well, can her life be comfortable.

Wandering around the room, but did not find any useful clues, Yan Qingyue pressed the center of her eyebrows, and walked out of the room with a cold face.

This evil obstacle, the mind is really deep.

He didn't leave any news, and he really was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

Standing on the steps, Yan Qingyue looked up at the dark night in the distance, then looked back at the room behind her, frowned and shook the dust on her skirt in distaste, sneered, and stepped into the room. Under the rain curtain, he walked towards his residence against the pouring snow.

Yan Yunzhou, if you have the ability, you will hide from me for the rest of your life!

If I find you, the consequences...

……

Some people say that rainwater can wash away all the evils and purify all the dirt in the world.

If there are too many crimes and grievances in the world and no one finds out, God will rain down the rain to wash away the sins, so that innocent people who died in vain can redress their grievances.

Since the early morning, the torrential rain has poured down. At this time, it is already dawn, but the torrential rain has no tendency to stop. Instead, it is getting more and more violent.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Jingle Bell--"

In the dark room, the mobile phone on the bedside table kept ringing deafeningly, awakening the dreamer.

In the darkness, Chu Xingwan, who was awakened by Haomeng, turned her head to look in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows with her misty eyes. The thick blackout curtains blocked all the light, making it impossible for her to tell whether it was night or day.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone was still ringing persistently, she blinked, turned to look at the sleeping man beside her, reached out and patted his face lightly.

"Brother Jing, call."

After calling several times in a row, the sleeping Murong Jing woke up leisurely.

"Wanwan, what's the matter?" Murong Jing asked in a hoarse voice, grabbing her wrist and pecking her gently.

Turning his head and looking in the direction of the French windows, he pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her hair, "Wan Wan, it's still early, let's sleep for a while."

"Brother Jing, your phone has rang several times, please take a look, don't worry about anything important."

"Okay." Murong Jing nodded, wrapped her waist with one hand, and reached out on the bedside table with the other hand to pick up the phone.

Just at this time, the phone rang again. Looking at the caller ID, Murong Jing frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared on his sleepy face.

Seeing him staring at the screen in a daze, Chu Xingwan blinked curiously, and moved her face closer. When she saw the caller ID on the screen, her pupils shrank slightly, a flash of panic flashed across her eyes, and there was a moment of panic in her body. It's just that Murong Jing, who was in a daze, didn't notice it.

(End of this chapter)