Being hugged by Ye Chuyan, Bao Sijin's expression was a little unnatural, although he recovered only for a moment, he hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and patted her shoulder lightly.
Said: "Chuyan, don't cry now, let's talk if you have something to say."
Bo Sijin sighed, but his heart softened.
After all, it was his favorite when he was young. In his impression, Ye Chuyan was always as proud and bright as the sun. When did she ever have such a fragile appearance of breaking down and crying.
Maybe she was wronged abroad
Ye Chuyan cried until the pear blossoms were raining, with tears hanging all over her face. When she heard what Bao Sijin said, she nodded obediently, but she didn't notice that Bao Sijin called her "Chuyan", not an intimate one. "Ayan."
…
Ye Chuyan stayed in the Marshal's Mansion, and Bo Sijin's attitude was still unclear. He never overstepped Ye Chuyan, but he didn't cut off her thoughts either.
If Fu Yue knew, he would have to scold this scum again.
Isn't this the typical image of a scumbag who "doesn't take the initiative, refuses or takes responsibility"? !
Ye Chuyan lives in the Marshal's Mansion, which has no name or distinction. Mrs. Bo's attitude towards Ye Chuyan is neither salty nor weak. After all, Ye Chuyan once abandoned her son. How can Mrs. Bo treat her well? It's strange to have a good face.
Ye Chuyan didn't get any good looks while staying in the Marshal's Mansion. Although Bao Sijin didn't know his attitude, he didn't treat her badly in terms of money and gave her a lot of pocket money.
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On this day, Ye Chuyan went for a casual stroll on Chang'an Street alone.
She went to the Emerald Pavilion on Chang'an Avenue.
Seeing that there were men and women looking at jewelry in pairs, she was the only one, and she seemed extremely out of group.
Ye Chuyan was unhappy, and she couldn't bear to wear jewelry. Just when she was about to leave, she heard an extremely pleasant male voice from beside her.
"Please take this bracelet and let me have a look."
Ye Chuyan felt that the voice was very pleasant, so she subconsciously looked back.
Just that one look.
She froze in place.
It was a very good-looking man, wearing a blue gown, his body was as slender as a bamboo, his skin was very white, at first glance, his handsomeness was as clear as the white snow on a high mountain.
The man held a jasper bracelet in his hand and looked down. From Ye Chuyan's perspective, his eyelashes were thick and black, and he blinked occasionally, which made people's heart itch.
The clerk asked him very attentively: "Did you buy it for your wife, sir?"
Hearing this question, Ye Chuyan's heart couldn't help but tighten. For no reason, she expected this person to say no.
The man smiled slightly, his voice was low and sweet, and his brows and eyes seemed to be filled with tenderness.
"Yes, it was for me... madam."
Obviously these two words couldn't be simpler, but when this person uttered them, they felt extremely lingering.
Ye Chuyan's heart couldn't help but sink.
She couldn't tell what she was feeling now, her heart was a little sour, and she also had an indescribable sense of loss.
The clerk smiled hurriedly and said: "Then your wife must be very beautiful, this bracelet is considered to be of very good condition in our store, and it must be very suitable for Madam Ling."
Sheng Yun glanced at the bracelet in his hand, and curled the corners of his lips almost invisibly, as if feeling a little happier.
"Of course my wife is beautiful."
"Pack it up."
He put down the bracelet in his hand, and said calmly to the clerk.