Chapter Fifty-ninth: Not worthy to be an opponent anymore
Xiyue sat quietly in the room, looked at the information in front of her and smiled, "Ling Yi."
Ling Yi heard the sound and appeared, standing respectfully behind Xiyue.
Xiyue handed over the information in her hand, her voice soft but irresistible, "Find him and bring him over."
"Yes." When the respectful voice reached the girl's ears, the figure had disappeared.
Xiyue sorted out the information in front of her, sat down in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and closed her eyes quietly, as if she could no longer bear to look at the dirty world.
It wasn't until he heard a soft sound behind him that he slowly turned around.
The young man behind Ling Yi has soft orange broken hair, fair and delicate facial features and a slender figure. It is easy for people to like him. The young man lowered his head slightly, but froze the moment he raised his head. The girl in front of the window had soft silver-purple long hair.
Her hair reached her waist, and her delicate and beautiful facial features made him fully understand what it means to be charming. However, the most eye-catching thing was her temperament, which was a combination of elegance, nobility and coldness. The extreme contradiction between purity and charm was in the girl.
It seems vivid and vivid, and a word appears in my mind involuntarily: one second of heaven, one second of hell.
Xiyue looked at the young man in front of her who had a marriage contract with Qianye Mingxue, her lips parted lightly, "I can help you restore the glory of your family, but this is just a deal, and whether you agree or not depends entirely on your wishes.
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The young man's eyes flickered and he slowly stepped forward...
Hospital
Sakurano looked at the delicate and handsome young man in front of her, his delicate face flushed. She never thought that one day, she would be so close to him.
"I want to go out for a walk." The tugging voice was full of dullness.
Sakurano nodded, her voice shy and pleasant, "I'll accompany you!"
The young man nodded and let the girl help him out of the ward. However, he bumped into the emperor-like man in the corridor who was also wearing a hospital gown.
Atobe turned around and saw this scene. The young man he regarded as his opponent was watching him quietly, but the person beside him was not her. His usually calm heart became irritated and he looked at the pretty and charming girl.
His eyes became even colder.
Ryoma subconsciously stood in front of Sakurano, blocking Atobe's sharp gaze. When the girl behind him saw this scene, a happy smile appeared on her face. Before she could speak, she heard the emperor-like man's words.
A lazy voice said, "You seem to have forgotten that you have a girlfriend."
Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed in his amber eyes, "What are you talking about?"
Atobu smiled instead of being angry, and his voice became colder, "Don't let me look down on you."
At this time, the girl behind the stubborn boy said weakly, "Ryoma didn't mean it. He had forgotten the memory of Xiaoyue after he woke up."
Hearing the girl's explanation, Atobe's narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, and he stepped forward elegantly. His lazy and cold voice was directed at the stubborn young man, "You said, you forgot Yue'er?" It turns out that Yue'er's
This is where the sadness comes from, and it is indeed him.
There was a trace of impatience on Ryoma's delicate and handsome face, "I don't know what Yue'er you are talking about, don't bother me again." Why did everyone talk to him about Yue'er all day long?
Some things were forced on him, but he didn't forget anything at all!
Hearing this, Atobu clenched his hands tightly into fists and resisted the urge to hit someone, "Then remember what you said today. Yue'er will be handed over to me from now on. From now on, you are no longer worthy of winning a rival for me."
