Su Qingyou's eyes were suddenly filled with heavy doubts. II. V. VIII

He mean, he's her uncle?

Su Qingyou got down from the bed silently and looked at him cautiously, "Maybe we shouldn't talk about such a serious topic here." ”

The man was stunned and smiled slightly, "Okay, then go outside, I'll have a good chat." ”

Su Qingyou walked outside the bedroom while observing the surroundings.

What catches your eye is the spacious living room, decorated classical and beautiful, some precious antique porcelain is placed everywhere, and there is a faint fragrance of agarwood in the hall, which is more noble and elegant.

At the man's motion, she walked through the living room, down the wide hallway, and into an antique room.

Su Qingyou sat still and looked at the man in front of him.

Her mother, Lu Zhiling, is a stunning beauty who can be called a stunning beauty, and everyone who has seen it will never forget it.

Now carefully observing the man's facial features, she was secretly surprised in her heart, feeling that the two people did look very similar, and their eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same, but her mother had a natural heroic spirit, and the man in front of her had a faint sense of femininity between his eyebrows.

"Your mother and I are twins. The man sat across from her, his hand rubbing the edge of the delicate teacup, quietly letting her check himself.

"You, you're my uncle?"

Su Qingyou's voice was full of disbelief, the man with an extraordinary temperament in front of him was extremely well maintained, and he looked like he was only in his mid-thirties.

"Yes. He smiled lovingly.

"Please tell me, what is my mother's identity, who is my father, what are your true faces, why can't I find information about my mother on the Internet?" Su Qingyou said all the questions in his heart in one breath, and then pursed his lips tightly, hoping that he would tell him all at once.

But the man calmly set up a tea ceremony in front of her, and poured her a cup of tea without hurrying.

The tea was tingling with a light yellow, and the curling smoke rose, creating a barrier in front of the two of them.

"Please tell me. Su Qingyou endured the urgency and said in a tone as much as possible.

The man smiled, the lines of his lips floating.

"You don't have to know too much because there's so much going on in there. Later, I will tell you slowly, little by little. But not now. ”

Only then did he move his gaze from the tea to her, and his voice became cold, "You only need to remember now that the Bo family took everything from our Lu family and from your mother, and you, as the hope of our Lu family, have the only mission to destroy them and leave them with nothing." ”

Su Qingyou shook his head violently and stood up suddenly, "I don't understand what you're talking about, but if you are really my uncle and my mother's twin brother, I want to ask you, do you know that my mother was killed by someone!"

Her mood fluctuations, anger, and venting seemed to him to be just a child's play, her eyes were calm and waveless, and there was no hint of response, which made Su Qingyou suddenly lose the ** to continue talking, and just walked out with a step.

"Unforgettable. II. Five, Eight, China, Wen.: "He called her.

"My name is not Lu Mingxin, my name is Su Qingyou. Su Qingyou stopped his steps and looked at him coldly.

The man smiled meaningfully, "This name was obtained by your mother herself, and it is also the name she wants to give you, if you know the meaning behind it, maybe you won't be so repulsive." ”

He glanced at his watch elegantly, "I've said a lot today, next time, I'll invite you over again, don't worry, I won't let you come like this." Zhibai, come in. ”

Before Su Qingyou could react, he only felt a figure flash in by the door, and said respectfully to the man: "Sir." ”

"From now on, Zhibai is the one who follows you. He will have a lot of skills that will both protect you and help you. The man also stood up, "Zhibai, send Mingxin back." ”

He nudged the wall of the room, and the wall spun automatically, revealing a corner of the space inside.

When he was about to walk in, he turned to look at Su Qingyou, "I know you have a lot of doubts, don't worry, you will understand slowly." Put him by your side because I will give you more rights step by step, and this is just the beginning. ”

As the wall swirled, he disappeared into the wall.

Su Qingyou felt that all this happened was too unreal, and pinched his face fiercely, but he grinned in pain.

"Miss, I'll send you back. Zhibai was respectful on the side.

She walked out with him in silence and got into the car he drove, only to suddenly remember that until now, she still didn't know anything about this "uncle", and he didn't even reveal his name to her!

"Your name is Shiro, isn't it?"

"Yes. Zhibai drove the car and replied calmly.

"Who is he, and what is the origin of the Lu family, can you tell me?"

However, in the face of her urgent questions, Zhibai had no choice but silence.

Su Qingyou covered her aching temples, as if she was in an endless fog, the swamp trapped her, her body kept sinking, but there was nothing she could do

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"Madam, you're back!" Zhao Deen was anxiously waiting for news from Bo Yuheng and Bo Yan in the house, but saw her walk into the house with a gloomy face. "The young master and the fifth master are looking for you."

Before Zhao Deen finished speaking, he saw her walking straight towards the second floor as if she hadn't heard it at all.

"Madam, what's wrong?" Zhao Deen was inexplicable, but he still immediately called Bo Yuheng.

He thought about it and gave Bo Yan one too.

"How can the relationship between young people be so complicated," he frowned and sighed.

Su Qingyou walked into the room, sat at the desk blankly, and touched the cool computer cover with his hand, as if he had woken up, he quickly turned on the computer and searched frantically.

"I can't find it, I can't find anything," she leaned on her desk in despair.

As if to vent, she took out a piece of paper and wrote on it over and over again: "Who am I, who am I, who am I"

"Qingyu. ”

A low voice slipped through the crack in the door, and she stopped.

Just now, when he passed by Steward Zhao, he seemed to say that Bo Yuheng went to find her

She looked at the time displayed on the computer, and it was already nine o'clock.

I don't know how long he has been looking for it, but whether the injury on his foot has healed!

Su Qingyou stood up suddenly, ran a few steps towards the door, and the hand that was about to touch the doorknob just now flashed back like an electric shock.

"Are you okay?"

"I, I've slept, I'm fine, I'm a little uncomfortable today, so I didn't go to the company, I went out for a day, and I just came back, I'm sorry for worrying you!"

She was making up a lie full of loopholes, and her voice was already a little choked.

Bo Yuheng, who was standing outside the door, obviously felt that something was wrong, he frowned, and said softly: "Qingyou, can you let me in, if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me." ”

Su Qingyou desperately resisted the urge to open the door,

She crouched down helplessly, thinking of her "uncle's" words.

If the Bo family really played the role of a robber in her life, then how should she face him?

She fell in love with him, but found that he might have a heart, and now, something like this has happened again.

At least tonight, she didn't want to open the door, she didn't want to see him, and she made up strange reasons to make him uncomfortable and make her uncomfortable.

After a while, seeing that there was no movement at the door, Su Qingyou felt that he should leave, but the mobile phone on the table made a muffled vibration sound.

She stood up, picked up her mobile phone, and saw the three words "Bo Yuheng" on it, her hand clenched tightly, and she was numb with shock.

Bo Yuheng sat down on the spot, leaning back against the door of her room, holding the phone in his long fingers and putting it to his ear, his long eyelashes fell, and his lips pursed slightly.

He stretched one leg naturally, and the other, curled, unspoken hand rested casually on the knee of the bent leg, his fingers tapping rhythmically on it.

Even such an uninhibited sitting posture could make the young maid who was cleaning blushing and not daring to look at such a stunning man again.

There was still no expression on his face, but the stiff lines of his chin quietly betrayed his mind at the moment.

He thought she wouldn't answer, but he didn't wait long for the call to connect.

His tapping fingers suddenly froze, and he fell to the ground in a state of confusion.

Both men were silent on the phone for a long time.

Su Qingyou sat behind the door, and the distance between the two of them was only as close as a door.

"I'm sorry. After a long time, Su Qingyou suddenly said: "Bo Yuheng, I'm sorry, maybe, maybe the wedding"

"It doesn't matter. He picked up briskly, "No hurry. ”

Su Qingyou took a deep breath and forcibly held back the sourness between his snorts, "I mean, maybe I should move out and we should not live together for the time being." ”

He could hear the struggle in her words, and the knuckles of his grip on the phone became strained and white.

"Why, can you tell me. ”

Bo Yuheng's tone was still gentle, but he lost the temperature inside a little bit.

"There are a lot of reasons that I can't explain to you for a while. ”

Bo Yuheng stood up, and the secluded lake in his eyes seemed to have encountered a cold winter, forming patches of ice.

"When. ”

Su Qingyou thought for a while, "Maybe, maybe I'll leave tomorrow." ”

There was a long silence over there.

After Su Qingyou thought that a century had passed, his elegant voice came, "Okay, I'll ask Steward Zhao to help you pack up your things." ”

"Thanks"

Before another thank you could be left, he had already hung up the phone.

Su Qingyou put down her phone and leaned against the door in a daze, tears finally pouring out.

"I've got to figure something out, I've got to figure it out"

She bit her lip to keep herself from crying.

When Bo Yan returned to Bo's house, he saw Bo Yuheng pouring wine in the living room.

"She's back?" Bo Yan asked anxiously.

Bo Yuheng's hand holding the wine glass tightened, raised his eyes to look at him, and said unhurriedly: "What's the matter with Uncle Guan?"

Bo Yan stared at him coldly, "Yuheng, the matter between us, I'll talk to you about it later." ”

He glanced at Su Qingyou's room, seemed to be relieved, and went back to his room.

Bo Yuheng put down the wine glass and rubbed his eyebrows.

Her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the blue and white porcelain placed in the center of the living room, which was a gift from him to her.

The dragon and phoenix are auspicious, and they are good together for a hundred years.

He narrowed his eyes, walked over, picked up the porcelain, and played with it lightly in his hand.

Because his movements were so casual, it looked like the porcelain was about to fall to the ground and shatter his bones.

"Don't!"

Su Qingyou, who opened the door, saw this scene and thought that he was going to break the blue and white porcelain, and exclaimed.

As soon as his movements stiffened and his hands were unsteady, he saw the blue and white porcelain smashing straight towards the ground.