Pity.

He won't notice.

Even if you notice it, you don't care.

She turned around and left silently with her arms folded.

At this moment, she is superfluous.

Whether it is Li Mofan or Lin Weiwei, they will not like her existence.

"Sister Nianchen." Lin Weiwei stopped her.

Gu Nianchen hesitated, stopped, and didn't look back.

Lin Weiwei was very considerate and asked for her opinion, "Sister Nianchen. Your skirt seems to be torn, do you want me to take you to change it? ”

Gu Nianchen was silent for a moment and refused coldly, "No need, thank you Miss Lin for your concern." ”

"But."

"Ignore her, let's go back." The man's cold and unforgiving voice carried a hint of impatience.

Lin Weiwei didn't speak again.

The two walked past her in each other's arms.

Lin Weiwei is petite and exquisite, a lot shorter than Li Mofan, only up to his shoulders.

She was wrapped in Li Mofan's arms in a protective and doting posture, hugged tightly, as if she was shielding her from the cold wind.

The figures of the two fell on the dark brown ground, overlapping each other, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Gu Nianchen was left far behind.

She slowly walked to the edge of the pool, saw Jiang Shaojie floating on the water clearly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Shaojie was fat, and he couldn't sink when he was thrown into the water, and after falling into a coma, he lay motionless on his back in the water.

She's really a slut!

At this time, he was still worried about Li Mofan.

"Miss Gu." The sudden sound behind her made her tremble and startled.

She turned around and saw the person clearly, before she patted her chest and let out a long breath, "Mr. Luo, is there something wrong?" ”

Luo Yunjie didn't expect that the person standing by the pool was really Gu Nianchen.

Glancing at the torn long skirt and Jiang Shaojie floating on the water, he probably guessed what was going on in his heart, but he didn't ask much, and quickly hid the surprise in his eyes, took off his coat and handed it to her, "Miss Gu, it's cold outside, if you don't dislike it, you will temporarily put on my clothes." ”

Gu Nianchen was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it, "Thank you." ”

Her body was about to freeze, and when she put on Luo Yunjie's coat, she suddenly felt much better.

Luo Yunjie said, "Miss Gu, the young master invites you over, and I'll take you to change your clothes first." ”

Gu Nianchen looked down at the torn skirt and other scratched places, nodded, and said very reluctantly, "I'm sorry for you, Mr. Luo." ”

Luo Yunjie smiled, "Miss Gu is polite, although you and the young master have divorced, but after all, you were the young grandmother of the Ye family, we dare not slack off." ”

The young grandmother of the Ye family?

Gu Nianchen wrapped his clothes tightly and smiled bitterly in his heart.

This label that everyone aspires to is a lifelong nightmare for her.

Because of this little grandmother, she has lost too much.

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The soft, beautiful sound of the piano poured out of the crack in the door.

There was a faint aroma in the hallway.

Vases on white shelves are filled with flowers picked from the garden.

They are just picked in the morning, and in the evening, the rich fragrance of flowers still lingers in the air.

Walking in a familiar space, Gu Nianchen had the illusion of time and space intertwined.

It seems to have returned to the time when she and Ye Shixuan had just gotten married.

The innermost room on the third floor is where you can practice.

During the six months at the Ye family, she would practice the piano for two hours in the piano room every day.

The piano room was decorated in the style she liked.

Ye Shixuan lingered all day long, sometimes only coming back once in ten days and half a month, and the communication between the two was pitiful, and their understanding of each other was pitiful.