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Chapter 260 You Shouldn't Mention Your Sadness
Xiaobai couldn't even pretend to smile, she lowered her head and walked straight into the room in a panic, her heart was pounding, did she, did she discover something extraordinary?This can't be true, can it?Just a coincidence?Uncle just misses his well-behaved niece, yes yes yes, this is not a big deal, there is no need to make such a fuss.

Xiaobai lost her footsteps, fled back to the bedroom staggeringly, and crashed into Yemo's arms who was waiting at the door. Yemo took the flowers in her hand and dragged her to the bedroom. Li Zou: "I asked you to get a pot of plum blossoms, why did you bring back lilies instead?"

Xiaobai covered his mouth: "Shh! Yemo, if someone asks me what flowers you want me to take tonight, you just say that you didn't specify any flowers, do you understand?"

Ye Mo frowned and looked at her: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiaobai felt that it was not good to express her conjecture, because after all, she herself was not sure what the relationship between her uncle and Third Sister Yemo was. That's it, huh?"

Yemo pulled her to sit on the carpet. The floor was very warm, and the room didn't feel cold even in a sweater. Yemo looked displeased, and squinted at her: "Don't hide anything from me."

Xiaobai poured a glass of wine for Yemo and stuffed it into his hand: "Oh, I won't hide anything important from you, it's just small things that you don't even bother to know."

Yemo raised his eyebrows, reflecting the white snow and the delicate lily, as handsome as the white moonlight pouring down, he reached out and lifted her chin: "It's best like this."

Yemo was in a good mood, and the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was not high in alcohol and tasted sweet. He drank one cup after another. After a few cups, he became slightly drunk, and his eyes when looking at Xiaobai became blurred.

Xiaobai was full of troubles and couldn't drink. Seeing that Yemo's mind seemed not so clear-headed, she first looked up at the bedroom door vigilantly, and then tentatively asked Yemo: "Yemo, can I ask you three questions?" Is it about my sister?"

Ye Mo's expression changed slightly, his eyes returned to clarity for a second, and then he lowered his eyes again: "What do you want to know?"

Xiaobai poured another glass of wine for Yemo. The man leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, snowflakes fell behind him, a light blush appeared on his cheeks, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be listening carefully to Xiaobai's words. Asked: "When your third sister was here, who did she have the best relationship with in this family?"

Yemo seemed to be lost in memory, with a painful look on his face: "In this family, my third sister naturally has the deepest relationship with me, because we are similar in age and both studied in the UK, so we have similar experiences. When we meet, we will say A lot of words."

He was shrouded in loneliness again, which made Xiao Bai feel distressed, and didn't want to ask any more questions.

Yemo opened his eyes suddenly, and the sadness in his eyes was clear: "I know everything about my third sister, except for one thing, I don't know who she fell in love with. She protected that person very well. We I have no way of knowing who he is, I searched for someone, but found nothing, as if that person does not exist in the world."

Xiaobai reached out and held his hand, as if he couldn't bear it: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I mentioned your sad things, and I will never ask again."

(End of this chapter)