Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

He Yi looked at Kang Jue with a bit of contempt and hostility in his eyes.

"Little Duke, Lan'er and I haven't seen each other for a long time. We have a lot to say." He Yi adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and there was a coldness in his eyes behind the lenses: "You are here, some words are inconvenient. explain."

Hearing the sound, Kang Jue's heart and blood surged, and he almost blurted out the questioning words.

With him here, what things are inconvenient to say?

Kang Jue's eyes fell on Rong Lan, but she said calmly: "Kang Jue, you go home."

"Okay." Kang Jue was already unhappy, and the corners of his mouth curled up stiffly: "I'll leave first, and you guys can continue talking and have a good chat."

The moment he turned around, Kang Jue stopped pretending, the smile on his lips was no longer there, and his eyes shone with anger.

well.

It was obviously a party with him, but he was worried that she was a girl and wanted to send her home. She was fine, but she just threw him aside when she met an acquaintance?

Kang Jue walked away angrily. Not only was He Yi a man who could see his mood swings, but even Rong Lan also smelled something abnormal.

"Lan'er, what's wrong with him?" He Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows." Rong Lan looked away and said disapprovingly: "Maybe it's because I'm used to riding in a boat with a favorable wind, and I feel unhappy when encountering a headwind!"

He Yi looked at Rong Lan thoughtfully, catching the calmness in her eyes.

Eight years ago.

When he mentioned Kang Jue's name, the girl's pretty little face would be as crimson as the sunset on the horizon, and her hands would be twisted together, not knowing how to release them.

That's...like, a completely satisfying like.

at the moment--

Not to mention the mention of Kang Jue, Kang Jue was standing in front of her now, and she seemed indifferent.

Thinking of this, the corners of He Yi's mouth raised an upward curve, and his chest was filled with overflowing joy. If he had stopped at Rong Lan's engagement, now Kang Jue's withdrawal gave him a chance.

"Lan'er, how have you been these past years?"

"Very good." Rong Lan and He Yi sat back on the bar again and said with a smile: "What about you? I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you left Yinke and went to Liyue."

He Yi rubbed the transparent wall of the wine glass with his slender fingers: "When I left Yinke, I was forced to have no choice. I am just an illegitimate son of the He family. Not only can I not inherit the He family here, it is also very difficult to survive. .My father sent me to Liyue, which was my chance to start over."

When this paragraph was mentioned, He Yi's temperament changed obviously.

If he wears gold-rimmed glasses, his appearance is exquisite and three-dimensional, giving people a gentleness like a spring breeze, but in front of his eyes, people feel that his whole person is enveloped in a formidable pressure. His eyebrows and facial features have not changed, but the look in his eyes has become sharper.

Rong Lan also noticed it.

"He Yi..."

He Yi also felt that he had lost his composure in front of Rong Lan, and smiled again: "Those things have passed... I have lived a good life in Liyue these years, and now it is time for me to return to the He family and do some things that I wanted to do before." What I was incapable of doing was done.”

The He family is also one of the larger families in Ink, and they also have an army in their hands.

A young heir like the Rong family, and a girl, is almost extinct in aristocratic families.

Most of them are like the He family. He Yi's father has a wife and a lover, and has given birth to many children. This naturally creates hidden dangers for fighting between father, son and brothers. It’s not just for the desire for power that we fight for. Sometimes we fight for it, and our hands are stained with blood just because we want to ensure that we can survive...

Seeing that he had talked too much, He Yi stroked Rong Lan's head like he did when he was a child.

"When I come back this time, I have no plans to go back to Liyue." He Yi said with gentle eyes, "Lan'er, it's great to meet you again."

Once in the He family, he lived a life that was worse than that of a servant. Everyone despised his biological mother for being a singer, and everyone laughed at him behind his back. Only the girl in front of him, wearing a red dress, stared at the children of the aristocratic family who were pointing fingers at him, and raised her chin proudly.

"You will only gossip about your mother's bloodline!"

"What about his mother? It's not something he can choose! But apart from this, how can you compare to him?"