Meng Fang knocked on the study door several times but got no response, so he could only gently push the door open and walk in.
The moment the study door was opened, he leaned inside.
What was seen was Yue Zheng sitting behind a large desk, with his chin slightly raised, his cold and deep blue eyes looking out the window, as if he was in deep thought and yet not thinking.
Meng Fang subconsciously looked out the large and transparent floor-to-ceiling window of the study.
It is late autumn, and the sycamore leaves are swirling and falling one by one, gathering into a golden shallows.
When will the young master be able to be so absorbed in watching such a scene
Meng Fang increased his strength again, knocked heavily on the door, and said in a respectful tone: "Master, Miss Mu'er is here."
Qiao Muer had already arrived in the living room downstairs.
The man, who was originally looking out the window with a far-reaching gaze, turned his ice-blue eyes to the side when he heard Meng Fang's words.
After ending the call with Lu Yan, he fell into deep thought.
Even when Meng Fang came in, he didn't notice it.
"Yeah." Yue Zheng responded extremely coldly and stood up.
He just took a step and stopped.
He frowned, raised his dark blue eyes, and looked at his men standing by the door.
"Meng Fang... Do you think Mu'er liked Lu Qilin back then?"
The question in my heart was finally asked.
This problem has been bothering him for many years.
What happened back then was a result of youthful vigor, rebellion, and a desperate struggle... but also a kind of cowardice that did not dare to explore the truth.
Yanyan said that he kissed Mu'er when he was ten years old and left, and went to Europe since then, because he was afraid that he would get close to Mu'er and do something to let Lu Qilin down.
Yes, that's right, that was indeed the reason why he left.
But he was also afraid that Mu'er didn't like him at all.
The willful girl in her childhood would always speak of Lu Qilin with admiring eyes.
When I saw him, I was scared and timid, afraid of making mistakes, but I also showed the shyness of a little girl seeing a boy she liked.
When Qiao Muer faced him, she always acted coquettishly and did whatever she wanted.
Compared to Lu Qilin, he is more like her ordinary friend.
So, he left when he was ten years old and was gone for ten years.
When he returned to China for Mu'er and Lu Qilin's engagement ceremony and appeared in front of her again.
He thought that ten years would be enough time for him to forget the feeling he once had.
Who knew that just one meeting would make him unable to hold back any longer.
He couldn't help but get closer, couldn't help but covet, couldn't help but snatch things that didn't belong to him.
When the truth was revealed and he left in anger, everyone thought that he had let Qiao Muer go.
However, only he knew that he had to leave.
If he continued to appear in front of Qiao Muer, continued to look at her, and approached her - just like when they met in the club two and a half years later.
Qiao Muer is his poison. As long as she appears in his sight, he will forget all his insistence and the distance that should be kept.
He thought he could get rid of her again and decided to fly back to Europe as soon as he left the club.
But it turned out that he couldn't at all.
Just one look, and it follows you like a shadow, and you can never let it go.
So, he appeared in the imperial court and used every possible means to not let go.
"Uh..." Meng Fang's slightly nervous voice brought Yue Zheng back to his senses.
"I don't know about this, because the young master is rarely at home. But... if you think about it, back then... Miss Mu'er should have liked you, young master."
Meng Fang actually didn't know much about it, but he had picked up and dropped off the two of them privately that year. At that time, Miss Mu'er nestled in the young master's arms, her little face pink and with a shy expression.
Even now, Meng Fang still remembers the warmth and affection between the two childhood sweethearts.
Yue Zheng's deep blue eyes darkened a little.
Is that so
Even Meng Fang could see that she liked him at first.
"Then now..." Yue Zheng asked subconsciously, his voice cold.
Meng Fang was startled and didn't dare to answer.
But thinking of the young master's temper, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Now... I don't know. But looking at what happened when we met in the imperial court yesterday, maybe... Miss Mu'er has something she likes more now?"
Beyond 100 words: Update completed, see you tomorrow night~ (To be continued)