Chun Yuxiao is not a bad person. If he is left in the hands of a scheming person like Ah Chun, he may be ruined by this woman.
Should I be kind and tell Chun Yuxiao that this woman has plans for him, so that he can be careful?
In the past, I would not have cared about this matter. Now, I am a little hesitant.
After thinking about it, he decided to give up. That Chun Yuxiao was not a good person, and he had countless charming girls. If he wanted to seize his attention, Ah Chun might not be able to take this path.
There is nothing wrong with loving someone. If Ah Chun really likes Chun Yuxiao, it doesn't mean that she can't like such a man, right?
On the contrary, I am in such a mess right now that I still want to meddle in other people's affairs. It's really ridiculous.
"Friends like Chun Yuxiao are really rare. He must have sent you these clothes?" I stood up from the stone bench and planned to leave.
"I was sent here by my master. Ping'er, are you going back?" Ah Chun from behind asked me in a loud voice.
"Well, I'm back." I left without looking back.
I don’t want to have too much contact with Ah Chun, just because I don’t have a good impression of her. I think Aman is better. I don’t know if the current Prince Yi’s Mansion has declined, and where is Aman now.
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel melancholy. It's rare for someone with my temperament to feel melancholy all day long.
Unknowingly, I walked up to Yingfeng Residence.
Maybe, I should move back here. Emotionally, I know I can't be so humble, but intellectually, I think I have to move forward bravely and shamelessly rely on Yumo.
I know that I should choose the latter without hesitation, because this is really the only way I can save Xiaomi.
What I'm afraid of is that if I can no longer be sincerely nice to Yang Yumo, how can I impress Yang Yumo's heart?
Lying on the bed, I looked at the ceiling, turning over and over again, unable to make up my mind.
One day passed like this again. I stood in front of the bed, looking at the dark dusk, and then walked resolutely to the villa where Yang Yumo lived.
"Yu Mo, please come out for a while, I have something to tell you." He went to the lively inner room, where a beautiful woman was playing the guqin. He looked up at Yu Mo and listened intently, looking at Ying'er intently.
As soon as I appeared, the sound of the guqin suddenly stopped, breaking the harmony of the room. Ying'er's beautiful eyes looked at me, as if she was scolding me for being ignorant.