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Chapter 109: Touring the City (2)

"But isn't it still an ancestor after all?" Tracy pinched a little petal and scattered it in the wind.

"Miss Tracy is so humorous." Mo Luo stared at the petals that had fallen away, and his heart was mixed. "I'm glad to meet you."

"Prince Morrow, I heard that you have announced your engagement to Prince Roland, when will you get engaged?" Tracy stopped pinching the flower, but the question came up.

She heard Roland's name slightly gloomy, and her mind irrepressibly recalled Roland's confused appearance in the morning, and felt nauseous.

However, she still said lightly, "I can't decide what Lord Eliad means. She looked at the bustling crowd next to her and cast her gaze at them.

"Few aristocratic women can decide their own marriage, and they are controlled by others all their lives, and people like us are actually pitiful." Tracy looked at Morrow's face next to her, those aqua blue eyes were really moving, "But I thought Prince Morrow wasn't like that." ”

"Why does Miss Tracy feel that way?" She looked at Tracy curiously, but read a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"I heard that you and Prince Roland are childhood sweethearts."

But the relationship between childhood sweethearts has come to an end.

She replied to Tracy's question strongly, "It's indeed a childhood sweetheart, as for the ...... lovers" She didn't say any more, she had nothing to hide, whether there was love between the two heirs or not was not a big deal between the two parties, and everyone knew very well that there was no need to whitewash the peace and pretend to be in love. But at the mention of Roland, her heart was throbbing, and she couldn't explain the sadness in her heart at this moment.

Tracy wasn't surprised, but still said, "Isn't it? But last night, Prince Roland's feelings for you were clearly ...... Love. ”

Is it love or exploitation.

Is it deception or trust.

Or is it heavy?

"So I'm disappointed." She tugged at the corners of her mouth, staring at the mutilated yellow mesmo-grass in Tracy's hand, which was still bright enough to forget her worries even if it was mutilated. She didn't know what Tracy meant by telling her this, did she know what had happened to her and Lorenzo? She shook her head in disbelief, she fully believed in Lorenzo's ability and Tracy was just the first time she saw two or three sides, and she was confident enough that she didn't reveal anything excessively, everything was normal, she was a thief. But she still felt extremely guilty in her heart, and even so, she felt uncomfortable walking together like this normal side by side with Tracy.

"Others can see it clearly, but you don't have it in your eyes." Tracy gestured to the bar next door, "Where are we going to sit?" ”

"Okay." Mo Luo nodded, "This kind of thing can't be pretended, I really don't have more feelings for Roland than between brother and sister." ”

Tracy followed Morrow inside, and Morrow made a gesture to sit down.

"What about Miss Tracy?" She asked, almost unable to tell whether she meant it or not.

"I'm the opposite of you, he doesn't love me, but I may be in love with him."

Tracy's face was as usual and even slightly smiling, but she couldn't suppress the sadness and mockery in her eyes.

Moro had just taken a glass of blood wine from the waiter, and as soon as he took a sip, he choked and coughed in his throat.

If so, it's a shame on you.

A shameful third party.