Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

It's only Yunqing who knows what the Yuns have done to yunmiao in the past.

Cloud is not from the fundus of the eye have silk heavy meaning, rubbed to knead cloud Rao's hair top, "she is in a bad mood at the moment, don't disturb her first."

Yunrao thought of her dead mother and aunt, and tears came up. "Brother, I really hate grandma..."

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Beiming house.

Yun Qing stood outside the gate for a while. After his mood completely calmed down, he was ready to find Beiming yexuan.

Just cloud tilts just to raise head, see North night Xuan is standing opposite, don't know to stare at her to see how long.

Cloud tilts to walk past, looking up at the man's eyes, "I'm ready, go."

Beiming yexuan stares at her for a moment, puts his hand around her waist, turns around and walks towards the main house.

Beiming's house is very big. Beiming yexuan takes Yun Qing away for about ten minutes. After turning a corridor, he comes to a study.

Beiming yexuan said to Yunqing, "wait for me here for a while."

The clouds pour down.

Beiming night Xuan went in. After a while, there was a footstep outside the door.

The sound of the footstep is light or heavy. It has a strong sense of rhythm and an indescribable meaning.

Yun Qing narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt that an extremely powerful danger was approaching. The source of the danger was the master of the footsteps.

In the cloud tilt slightly tight stare, a pale slender hand pushed open the door.

Rao Shiyun was ready to see the man in black walking with his own eyes. At that moment, he couldn't help but utter an amazing exclamation.

At the same time also determined, the North night Xuan is really not like mother at all.

The master and his father are almost carved in the same mold.

The only difference is that for a woman, the charm of beimingyan may be madder than her son.

It's true that Beiming yexuan is also very handsome and has a strong aura, but his age and experience are there, without the texture of precipitation.

It's something that no one can give but time.

Even if Gu Jiuyao, Fengxi, yunmiao, all these beauties with different customs are added up, I'm afraid they can't match his spirit.

Beimingyan's eyes flitted lightly over the cloud, and the dark light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. He walked up to the sofa and sat down.

Yun Qing stepped forward slowly, saluted each other at a short distance, and then went straight in, "please tell me about my father and mother."

Beimingyan raised her vast eyes and fixed on the girl in front of her.

Yunqing looked at him impartially, with clear eyes, without any fear or retreat.

The North night nightmare hissed a voice, "all don't seem to be those two people can be born."

Yun Qing is afraid at the bottom of his heart.

All the people who know Bo xiuyao and yunmiao and have met her say that she looks like yunmiao. Even Gu Jiuyao only says that she looks more like Bo xiuyao.

No one doubted that she was not the child of Bo xiuyao and yunmiao.

Beimingyan is the only one who makes such a query.

The other side is... See what?

Yun Qing's mind turned quickly, but there was no difference on his face.

Yun Qing's eyes skimmed over the chessboard on his desk. Suddenly he stepped up to beimingyan and sat down gracefully. With white fingers, he twisted a king's chess.