Chapter 79 Crazy criticizing the leader for falling in love with me 06

Between these complicated emotions and her clear eyes, he fled with a desolate figure.

For several days in a row, he didn't dare to look at Chi Yao. He always avoided her and didn't dare to ask why she was so calm. She was so calm that she didn't seem to care at all.

Song Yu wanted to sort out his emotions during the past few days of avoiding her.

Maybe Chi Yao didn't care about her, so no matter whether he fell or something else, he wouldn't make waves in her heart.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart.

How could a person with despicable blood in his blood deserve to beg for her lingering gaze? Even if there was only a little bit, it was just a trace of compassion from the saint.

But even so, he couldn't help but want to ask the maid who took care of her about her diet and daily life.

When he heard that Chi Yao was still living a normal life without any noise or other strange movements, he felt a little unbalanced again.

Even if she hasn't seen her in the past few days, she can be so calm and composed without asking about his whereabouts, so what does he mean to her?

A life she accidentally saved?

The more he thought about it, the more complicated he became, adding a hint of uneasiness to his already difficult-to-calm emotions.

He called the people outside and whispered something.

On the other side, Chi Yao obviously didn't have such a twist in her heart. Instead, she strolled around the backyard and watched the flowers blooming all over the garden.

When she walked to the lake, she saw a pavilion standing far away in the center of the lake. The pavilion was also surrounded by tulle. The looming feeling made people want to take a closer look.

However, Chi Yao was not such a curious person. When she was about to leave after just one glance, she heard a man coming to her in a boat.

After the boat stopped, the man came to the shore, bowed slightly and said, "Holy girl, the Lord has invited me."

Chi Yao looked at the pavilion from a distance, lowered her eyebrows and thought for a while, then got on the boat and staggered towards the center of the lake.

Before she reached the edge of the pavilion, she heard the melodious sound of the piano and the laughter of her daughter's family playing and playing.

A pair of soft and boneless hands lifted up the gauze to reveal this unique scene.

Song Yu sat elegantly but with a hint of uninhibited freedom and ease on the main seat. He took a sip from the wine glass at the corner of his mouth. His slightly narrowed eyes showed his high emotions, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was visible. She was even brighter after she came in, looking at her reaction expectantly.

Women in twos and threes were either sitting in the low place playing the guqin with bare hands, or standing next to him pouring sake for him, or waving their sleeves to reveal their figure for him.

Chi Yao actually seemed a little out of place in this harmonious picture.

The woman standing next to Song Yu looked at Chi Yao's silent appearance, looked at her quietly, and couldn't help but said: "Isn't this a saint? Where did the wind blow you to our sisters?"

The women on the side couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing softly when they heard these words.

The woman looked at the unmoved Song Yu, and felt even more confident in her heart. Thinking that Chi Yao's sect and the Lord must be enemies, her words became even more sinister.

"The saint's appearance does not disgrace the decent, but it's a pity that our lord may not be able to take a liking to it..."

The unfinished words can only leave people thinking about it, but they can also make people understand the shameful meaning of it. But I am afraid that these words have another meaning in the heart of the noble saint.

(End of chapter)