Chapter 1231 He Is Comforting People
I, no longer love you.

These words stabbed deeply into Yin Ting's heart like a curse, he took a few steps back abruptly, and grabbed the edge of the screen with his fingers, so that he didn't fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Even so, there was probably no more embarrassing time in his life than at this moment.

He looked at the woman lying on the bed with messy clothes not far away, and his heart hurt as if it was torn apart. It hurt so much that he was suffocating at this moment.

He was so suffocated that he faced her, unable to even say a word.

His daughter, their daughter...they even had a daughter.

But because of his deliberate avoidance, he didn't know anything. From the beginning to the end, after she left, he never inquired about any news about her. At that time, someone sent her news, but he said it specifically, and no one was allowed to mention it in front of him.

He wanted to forget, so he was so thorough that he didn't allow others to mention her in front of him.

He did such a great job!
So up to now... he actually doesn't know anything about what happened in these years...

If, if he knew even a little bit, he wouldn't even have seen that child...it was their daughter, and he...

A fishy sweetness surged up in his throat, he clenched his teeth, and his mouth was full of thick blood.

He didn't dare to look at her again, he turned around and ran away almost in a panic.

He didn't even say hello to Yue Xiangru, he just left Yuehuang Island in the middle of the night and went back.

He didn't dare to stay for even a moment, no, he didn't even dare to stay for a moment.

Xia Wu didn't raise her hand to cover her face until he left for a long time, the tears still didn't stop, but the pain in her heart didn't feel as much as imagined.

Perhaps the most painful moment has already passed, so there is nothing unbearable pain.

At this moment, the quiet sound of the piano came faintly, and for some reason, her heart became quiet inexplicably.



Xia Wu lived in the East Wing, Han Jing lived in the West Wing, Lan Ling and Feng Xi's rooms were on both sides of the main hall, and they were separated from the rooms Han Jing and Xia Wu lived in with wing rooms, not adjacent to each other.

And the sound of the piano seemed to be coming from the main hall.

Han Jing hadn't fallen asleep yet, when he heard the sound of the piano, he couldn't help muttering: "Why does my father smoke in the middle of the night and not sleep, why does he play the piano?"

"Little uncle's piano skills are unmatched in the world of spiritual cultivation, and that piano is also his weapon." Su Yu replied.

Han Jing rolled her eyes and pushed her into Su Yu's arms: "You disturb the people!"

Su Yu covered her ears with her hands, and smiled lightly: "It's rare that such good news has become a nuisance to your ears. If it was back then, I don't know how many people would have been waiting to hear my little uncle's song!"

Han Jing muttered: "Should I remind him not to play?"

"No." Su Yu replied simply.

Han Jing was speechless: "Why?"

"Because he is comforting others, so don't make trouble." Su Yu patted her on the head: "Go to sleep."

Han Jing may not be able to feel it, but he, who has already reached the god level, felt that in Xia Wu's room, there was a wave of enchantment. The time is not too long. The opponent's strength is far above him, and he is not good He acted rashly, but he had learned a hand from Lian Wu, so he had his own way of perceiving the situation.

(End of this chapter)

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