Sitting on the sofa, Han Yuze picked up the teapot and poured tea, put the small and exquisite teacup in front of Ye Mingyuan, and said softly, "This tea tastes good, you can try it."

Ye Mingyuan looked at the teacup without moving.

Han Yuze kept staring at him, and suddenly chuckled, "You haven't changed, you always silently resisted me."

Looking at the silent person: "Said bitterly: "In three days, I will hold a wedding with Zhou Hengyue. "

Ye Mingyuan's hand on his knee trembled, and Sun Zhanyi glanced at it coldly, before drinking tea with his head down.

Han Yuze looked at the unresponsive people like a cold ice cellar, and explained with difficulty: "Han Yuqing is my second elder brother. He fell in love with Ling Hanyun when he was 22 years old. They were two families who were in conflict. They gave up the last chance to make peace. The young People, after despair, die for love."

Ye Mingyuan raised his head and looked at him. Han Yuze smiled wryly: "I was 15 years old that year, and my second brother treated me very well. Seeing his pale face, I only had one thought, to destroy Lingyun Group."

Han Yuze smiled and said: "I watched you playing the flute from afar in the hall of Guisi, and my heart was moved, but it was definitely not because of your appearance. I expressed my heart to my father and bought a plane ticket to Canada, but your phone has never been heard. No one answers, and no one opens your door for me."

Looking at the person opposite, he said in a trembling voice: "I have been looking for you, and I have tried my best. When I meet you again, you are polite to me but alienated, and you no longer have the slightest bit of me in your eyes. "

Han Yuze was depressed, took a deep breath and continued, "I saw you today, I just want you to know that I...I really loved you."

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