Yi Shuluo's hand moved, and the events of last night poured into his mind, and the blood color faded from the beautiful face, and he pulled his lips and smiled after a while.

This surname and the gloating of Twilight Yixuan could only remind her of one person, but it was quite to her heart. Yi Zhi'an wanted her life last night but was stopped by Twilight Xichen, and this time he definitely won't let himself go easily, but he didn't want to provide her with a chance to take revenge.

It was the best dress Ishuro had worn in six years.

"Old man, you are a smart man, Yi Shuluo is compared to the investment of one billion...... You don't lose. Yi Zhi'an's voice.

Yi Shuluo smiled with a bit of sarcasm, turned the European-style staircase, and Yi Zhi'an and the old man sat opposite each other.

Twilight sat beside the old man, his deep and delicate facial features gloomy and deep.

"Grandpa Twilight, is there something wrong with me?" Yi Shuluo asked knowingly, his eyes clear.

"Zhi'an has taken a fancy to you, you girl is so blessed." Twilight Tim's temples were pale but had the merchant's philistine, and his voice was faint.

Suppressing the sadness of the shouting, Yi Shuluo's apricot eyes showed a bit of meaning, "It's just last night...... Shu Luo was afraid of Mr. Yi......"

Her frightened eyes froze on Yi Zhi'an.

"Miss Yi has nothing to worry about, I, Yi, really like you, I won't take last night's incident to heart." The corners of Yi Zhi'an's mouth mocked, such a little white sheep only needs to be coaxed to take the bait.

"Really, that's great, how lucky to be married to Mr. Yi." Yi Shuluo rejoiced, and his big eyes seemed to be full of trees and flowers, full of surprises that were about to escape from the sea of suffering.

"Then it's decided, I'll go back first and wait for good news." Yi Zhi'an bowed slightly to say goodbye, and the eyes that looked at Yi Shuluo before leaving made people shudder.

"Mr. Yi, walk slowly."

Yi Shuluo pursed her lips lightly, the smile in her eyes was sarcastic, and Yi Zhi'an was just a little observant.

"You're a smart kid, prepare your ......"

"I don't agree with this marriage." After a long silence, Twilight suddenly stood up and pulled Izhur behind him, interrupting Twilight's words.

Yi Shuluo was slightly stunned, and the tall and slender back in front of him gradually overlapped with a certain back in the depths of his memory.

Old Man Twilight's shrewd gaze paused on his favorite grandson, and he said fiercely, "What should a businessman not talk about? I've taught you from childhood to adulthood! ”

"Grandpa, the Twilight family doesn't lack that billion, why bother to send it to death?" Twilight's thin lips pursed into sharp blades, glowing with cold light.

"Sent to death? A family like the Yi family is a blessing that this girl has cultivated for several lifetimes? The cane in Twilight's hand kicked a mark on the Persian carpet.

"It's not your turn to intervene in this matter." He no longer listened to the explanation, and went upstairs with the help of Steward Ming.

"Master, the young master has always been kind-hearted, and it is not that he does not respect you." Steward Ming comforted him, and for the first time in more than ten years, Du Tian was rejected, and he was in a bad mood.

"Kind-hearted? The species of the Twilight family is not related to kindness......" The old man suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, and a pair of shrewd old men were extremely sharp.

"You go and check the relationship between Xichen and Yi Shuluo, right away." The man of the Twilight family is indeed not a good type, but he has too many kinds of love!

Yi Shuluo was cold to the bone, although this was her own choice, but it was not necessarily useful for her to resist.

Twilight Tim has always been shrewd, it is impossible not to know that she and Yi Zhi'an had a holiday last night, but it is just a sharp word, and it doesn't matter how she is a foreign girl.

"What do you want to do?" Twilight turned around, her handsome face tainted with anger.

"Twilight, this is my own choice, please don't interfere." Yi Shuluo lowered her eyes slightly, she didn't want to pretend in the face of this person who gave her one of the few warmths.

"Your own choice? Did you choose to die? ”