Yan Yue stared blankly at Meng Qingyun in front of her.

This is not his true face, but the face that spends a girl on her face allows her to see through the true face in her bones.

A closer look reveals a visible burn scar from the base of his ear to his neck, extending into the high collar of his placket.

Burns!

Meng Yitian, he turned out to be really Meng Yitian!

He's alive!

His sight had long been blocked by tears, and his figure turned into ripples, turning into the gentle smile he had when he saw her five years ago.

In the past five years, the thoughts that have been torn to pieces have been condensed again, and they have gathered into the real him who suddenly appeared in front of him.

No, not really.

Still in a dream, it must be.

Otherwise, why doesn't he look at himself? How could he be reluctant not to look at himself in front of him!

Why didn't he die? Why didn't you come to her even though she didn't die?

Let her suffer alone for five whole years!

In the past five years, how many times has she wanted to go with him, but for the interests of the family, for the sake of the face of the two families, she has no right to die, she has long been a dead person!

Yan Yue's heart was stabbed fiercely, and her heart was so painful that she was about to suffocate, and she curled up in Yan Xiaoji's arms, but she was reluctant to take her eyes away.

The person was unsteady on his feet and almost fainted, but fortunately he was hugged by Yan Xiaoji.

Shu Yin noticed Yan Yue's strange appearance, and hurriedly reached out to support her, gently caressing her back, and letting her feel comfortable.

The corners of Meng Qingyun's eyes moved slightly, but his beautiful face was still alienated and cold.

He didn't look at them squarely, and said coldly: "No one can be wild with me, otherwise, get out." ”

Shu Yin was so domineering by him, so handsome!

Even the two major warlords, the crown prince, dare to catch up!

Yang Shaojun glanced at him coldly, "What are you!" How dare a playmaker shout at me! ”

Meng Qingyun sneered, "The president came to me to listen to the play, and he was quiet. Why don't I ask the president, can the Yang family be an exception? ”

Meng Qingyun's attitude was tough, and Yang Shaojun was so angry that he jumped violently.

He was personally supported by the president, so no one dared to go wild with him.

Yang Shaojun glared at Shu Huaisui angrily, "Don't get over here and take her away!" ”

Shu Huaisui endured the gloomy anger on his face and took Yang Yanling away.

And Yang Yanling was still scolding, "Shu Yin, you are a slut, you seduce my father and my brother, you can't do it yourself, and you still let your brother fall in love with you...... Ah......h

The elbow of the gun in Yang Shaojun's hand hit her hard in the back of the head, and he scolded angrily: "Shu Huaisui, are you eating?" Let your fiancée continue to be so disgraced in public! Idiot! ”

Shu Huaisui was angry, but he didn't dare to refute, so he could only pick up Yang Yanling, who had fainted, and leave with a gloomy face.

Yang Shaojun followed and walked out, walked to the door of the box, turned his head suddenly, and glanced at Shu Yin meaningfully with a quiet gaze.

Yan Xiaowei subconsciously blocked in front of Shu Yin and protected her behind him.

Although Yan Yue was shocked by the sweetheart who suddenly appeared in front of her, she also heard the contradiction between the Yang family and Shu Yin clearly.

staring at Shu Yin in shock, Yang Yanling actually drugged her father and brother's fiancée in order to frame her, which was really too bad!

Her heart throbbed.

The unbearable past is also her cowardice, and in the end, she got married, which was unspeakably miserable.

However, Shu Yin is so brave and brave to face it!

Suddenly, she had a better impression of Shu Yin.

After Yang Shaojun left, Meng Qingyun turned to them, but his gaze still did not stop at Yan Yue.

He bowed his hand to Yan Xiaoji, "I'm sorry to disturb you, please continue to enjoy my play." ”

Then turn around.

Yan Xiaoji: "Yi Tian......." ”

Meng Qingyun didn't turn around, and said lightly as he walked, "The play is about to start, and Qingyun is out of company." ”

The snow-white Tsing Yi was fluttering, sprinkled, and did not take away a cloud, but his back was chic but lonely.

Yan Yue couldn't hold back any longer, pounced on him, grabbed his arm suddenly, and tears fell instantly: "No, Yi Tian, I have something to tell you, what you want to know, please listen to me......"

Meng Qingyun's face was expressionless, and she gently broke her hand away, "My name is Meng Qingyun." ”

"No......" Yan Yue's voice was already hoarse, and he didn't shout in his heart.

That face, that face even if it was with makeup, she still recognized it!