Ting's mother was also very happy. These three handsome men were peaceful and not as frivolous as those playboys. However, considering Ting Qingyu's future, she only introduced them to her relatives as ordinary friends.
After such a lively night, Che Yue and others gained a new understanding of the social world of this world.
The three of them are all talented people, and they know how to analyze other people's psychology, etc. They are elegant and handsome, and they have won the favor of everyone. However, what they began to worry about is how to find the woman from another world for Silver God?
After their parents had rested, Ting Qingyu and the three beauties gathered upstairs to watch the stars and discuss matters about the future.
Xiao Zhu also told Ting Qingyu that Che Yue and the others were very peaceful in the swordsmanship hall and they were very popular with Zhao Qian's mother. However, it seemed that their future was not very bright if they were always asked to be sword instructors.[
"Che, Xiao Wen, Chuo Luo, how are things going over there? No one is making things difficult for you, right?" Ting Qingyu smiled lightly as the cool night breeze blew. The pain of losing friends was now felt by the arrival of Che Yue and others.
I felt a little more cheerful.
"It's probably fortunate that the proprietress of the sword hall is a gentle person, very much like my mother..." Cheyue smiled, her hair shawl-length, and there was a touch of beauty in her eyes.
Here, they also learned that most men had short hair, but in the swordsmanship hall, the girls were more interested in these three handsome coaches.
Ting Qingyu was startled, and suddenly thought of Cheyue's mother. Although he had told himself that Concubine Rou's illness had been dissipated with colorless beads, now the mother and son were really embarrassed, and everything was still because of her.
Yourself?
"I'm sorry... Che, for making you abandon your mother..." Ting Qingyu's eyes were a little sad. She couldn't let go of her family, and Che Yue was the same, right?
"Nothing, as long as I can see Yu'er, mother will be very happy." Cheyue smiled softly and held Ting Qingyu's hand tightly.
"Xiao Wen, Chuo Luo, you haven't encountered any problems, have you?" The hurt caused by Xiao Wen has faded with the passage of time, and now Ting Qingyu only treats Xiao Wen as a friend.