Similarly, Fang Qing was also shocked. Her eyes flickered. What was he doing? Could it be - she looked up in disbelief, but Yu Tianqi looked away awkwardly, and he stood there gloomily.
The flowing space seemed to condense in an instant, and the atmosphere in the room became somewhat depressing and uneasy.
But at this moment, a soft and beautiful woman with slender bones and weak willow came in the wind.
"Brother Qi, Jing'er has finally found you." She ran to Yu Tianqi's side with a cry in her eyes, her watery eyes shining with blurred luster. "Jing'er lives alone in a room, Jing'er is afraid,
Brother Qi, Brother Qi, Jing'er has finally found you." She hugged Yu Tianqi and hugged her tightly.
Yu Tianqi looked at Fang Qing, who had an indifferent expression. He wanted to break away from Lu Yijing's hands. "Jing'er, let go of Brother Qi first."
"Jing'er won't let go, Jing'er is scared. Brother Qi, are you going to abandon Jing'er? Are you going to let Jing'er go?" Lu Yijing said she could cry if she cried. Her tears fell from her eyes in an instant.
Come down.
Fang Qing said coldly in her heart, she is indeed acting material.
Yu Tianqi couldn't bear to wipe away her tears. "Don't be afraid, Jing'er, Brother Qi is here. Don't worry, Brother Qi will not abandon you. Brother Qi does not abandon you."
"Brother Qi, please accompany Jing'er back to the room, okay?" She showed an innocent smile, pretending to be pitiful, and tugged on Yu Tianqi's sleeve.
Yu Tianqi glanced at Fang Qing hesitantly, and then he was no match for Lu Yijing's tearful eyes. "Okay, brother Qi will accompany you back." When he hugged Lu Yijing and walked out of the room, he looked back at Fang Qing.
"I'll send Jing'er there, and I'll come over to you later, Qing'er."
Lu Yijing's heart sank, but her face became even more sad and moving. "Brother Qi, let's go, let's go." She coquettishly pulled Yu Tianqi away.
Luan Yuchen raised a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. He was as smart as Yu Tianqi, but why was he so unclear and confused about this matter?
"Qing'er, are you okay?" His warm pupils were filled with worry.
A faint smile spread across Fang Qing's lips. "Brother, why are you looking at Qing'er like this? Don't worry, your sister is no longer the same sister as before, and I won't do anything to hurt myself just for trivial matters.
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"Qing'er?!" Luan Yuchen exclaimed. He stood up and walked to Fang Qing's side. "Could it be that Maid Chunxiang is telling the truth? Is Qing'er really, really suffering from amnesia?"
Fang Qing raised her hand and flicked her forehead playfully with her fingers. "Don't you want your sister to forget everything in the past?"
Luan Yuchen's warm jade-like black pupils exuded a brilliant luster like a rainbow. "Qing'er, you have lived too hard these years. God has finally been fair to you. It's better to forget. It's better to forget."
He held Fang Qing's hands excitedly. Instead of letting his sister live in a day of hatred, he would rather her forget everything in the past and start over.
Fang Qing wanted to take her hand away, but was worried about embarrassing Luan Yuchen, so she followed his wishes and held it casually. When Chunxiang came back from boiling water, she was holding hot tea and her expression was shocked.
"Young Master?!"
Luan Yuchen turned around and saw Chunxiang staring at him and Fang Qing with confused expressions. Then he remembered that he was still holding Qing'er's hands, so he hurriedly let go. There was an unnatural look on his face.
Fang Qing didn't care. She looked at Chunxiang calmly. "Chunxiang, is the hot tea ready?"
Only then did Chunxiang realize that she was being rude, and she hurriedly stepped forward to see Luan Yuchen. "My servant, see the eldest young master."
"Get up." Luan Yuchen's slight embarrassment still hasn't completely disappeared from his face.
"Thank you, Master." Chunxiang stood up and looked up at Fang Qing timidly. "Third Miss, I didn't expect you to be able to predict the future."