Chapter 625 So indifferent, it made me suspect that he never loved me at all

Of course she knew that he had taken a fancy to that woman.

Letting her, the stunning young lady of the Murong family, not want her, she insisted on a poor and white peasant girl with nothing, even a mediocre appearance. She couldn't understand if he hadn't fallen in love with her, would she have really fallen in love with her? I don't understand why she has any reason to excuse him, why he accepted himself in the end, including.
Including that night when she shared a room with Gu Wei, when he found out, his expression was indifferent. When she said she was going to marry Gu Wei, his expression was also indifferent, just so indifferent, like a stranger.

The more I think about it, the more Murong Yun believes Gu Wei's words.

The only thing that can be explained is that, in fact.
In fact, her Ah He has never loved herself, even if he finally agreed to be with her, but that was all her wishful thinking, and he was just fooling her like a fool.

He just wanted to avenge his beloved woman, he
Murong Yun hugged herself, crying bitterly.

why.
why.
"Amitabha."

There was a pair of feet standing in front of her, Murong Yun raised her head with tears in her eyes, and when she saw a monk wearing a monk's robe standing in front of her, her tearful eyes fixed on him.

Years had passed, and the monk in front of her was familiar to her, but she didn't know where she had seen it.

Kong Yin leaned over slightly, and helped her up from the ground: "Mrs. Murong, why are you crying so sadly?"

This voice—

There are also familiar.

It was so familiar that Murong Yun forgot to cry for a moment, but stared at him blankly: "Have we met somewhere?"

"Did Mrs. Murong forget me? I used to help you in the dark a lot when you were with brother Qian He."

"It's you! Yinmo!"

Murong Yun exclaimed, covering her mouth, her face full of disbelief: "No, aren't you already dead? Together with Ah He. You"

The man named Yin Mo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to his face, and with a light stroke, a piece of fake skin was already peeled off his face.

This time, Murong Yun recognized him completely, but his face was covered with scars, which looked shocking, as if he had been chopped by a knife, or burned by a fire.

It seemed so terrifying, it took her a long time to find her voice: "How could you?" "Brother Qianhe tried his best to send me out in the fire, I'm sorry Mrs. Murong, In fact, it should be brother Qianhe who should be alive, and I should be the one who should try my best to rescue him, and I should be the one who should be damned, but brother Qianhe's face was burned by the fire. An ugly face, unable to face you, so."

Murong Yun never imagined that 20 years later, she would still be able to hear this. She covered her mouth with a face full of disbelief, but the man in front of her was so familiar to her. He was the only one in Ah He. It can be a heart-to-heart friend. The relationship between the two of them is deeper than her.

Yinmo will never lie to her!

"Ahe. Ahehe." "Brother Qianhe was also disheartened when Madam Murong married Gu Wei, so he thought of death.

"But he was so indifferent at the time, so indifferent that it made me suspect that he never loved me at all, let alone caring about me marrying you, him." "Mrs. Murong, don't you understand? Brother Qianhe You are from the Jianghu, you are a person who lives on the edge of a knife, compared to your noble background, Brother Qianhe has a lot of low self-esteem."

(End of this chapter)

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