She had seen his photo at Yaoyao's place and knew about their past.

She regards Yaoyao as her sister. They are not separated because they don't love each other. People who love each other need a chance.

Duan Qiongyu looked away, responded to her gratitude just now, and said: "I will do my best."

Everyone present knows that the so-called meager strength is just self-effacement, but the amount is not small.

Some people here know him, and some don't.

People who knew his identity were surprised by his appearance after recognizing him, but they knew it tacitly.

In this age of advanced media, what the public sees is only superficial.

The nation has a long history, and real wealthy families are hidden in the city.

Even people with a certain social status and assets may not have access to them, let alone ordinary people.

But people who don't know him guess what kind of big shot he is.

Assistant Zhang finally put down his cell phone, walked over to stop the reporters and said, "I'm sorry, my husband will not be interviewed."

Duan Qiongyu looked across the crowd and looked at Zhou Puyao. Suddenly, he finally stood up from his chair, reached for the microphone in the hand of a reporter, looked at her, and said, "I have a question that I am very curious about."

Zhou Puyao looked at him, and then saw him turning to look at Han Yunchu on the stage before everyone followed his gaze.

His lips pursed slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes that was imperceptible to others. She knew that he didn't want others to notice her.

Duan Qiongyu looked at Han Yunchu and asked, "Why is the foundation called Yulou? Does it mean anything?"

Han Yunchu looked at him, and everyone looked at her, as if everyone wanted to hear it.

Then she glanced at Zhou Puyao in the audience, quickly looked away, and said with a smile: "This is the decision of our other chairman."

"I didn't know the reason before, but now I seem to suddenly know."

She looked at Duan Qiongyu, then glanced at the reporters, and said, "Have you heard a word?"

"Jade Yu Qiong Tower, riding a luan to and fro, I am in the Qingliang Kingdom. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the smoke and trees are vivid in the sky."

Han Chuyun said with a smile: "This is another of our director's favorite words."

"She loves the purity and freedom of the Moon Palace, Qionglou and Yuyu, the picturesque mountains and rivers, and the dancing shadows of the trees."

"I think she only loved the Yuyu Qionglou, so she named it after it."

Duan Qiongyu raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Puyao in the corner. She couldn't speak, and her love was expressed for her by others.

Han Yunchu's words "She only loves Yuyu Qionglou" filled his whole brain. There was undisguised desire and expectation in his eyes when he looked at her. As long as she nodded or smiled and gave him a little response, he would You can do it without any hesitation.

Then Duan Qiongyu saw the pair of deer eyes with long eyelashes splaying slightly, tainted with a delicate smile, and the pear dimples were sunken, looking at him like this.

Before his eyes could see the surprise and carnival, the moment he saw her turn around and leave, the ice froze and shattered.

Panicked and at a loss, Duan Qiongyu's mind went blank, and a sense of suffocation enveloped him tightly.

He didn't have time to think, and when he saw her about to leave the venue, he moved one step faster than his mind.

He vigorously pushed away those people blocking him and chased her desperately.

When he saw her back turned to him and her hand on the door handle, she begged hoarsely and blurted out extremely humble words: "This time I will die."

His voice was trembling, and his hands were shaking.

He stood there, looking at the person with his back turned.

The feeling of becoming more and more powerless the more anxious he became, made him feel that his hands and feet were no longer his.

His already anxious and panicked voice roared out instinctively, resounding throughout the entire venue. There was silence, and all the originally noisy and stealing voices fell silent.

Everyone looked at Duan Qiongyu, but he didn't care anymore. That was the person he wanted to keep at all costs.

He looked at her thin back motionlessly.

Finally, she lowered her hand from the doorknob.

She turned around and looked at him, and for a moment she sighed helplessly,

Then he raised his hand and made a gesture to him.

After Duan Qiongyu saw clearly what she was gesturing at, he was confused at first, and then felt surprise that was visible to the naked eye.

She said: There are a lot of people here, can you keep a low profile.

It turns out she doesn't want him.

She walked towards him with a smile, and Duan Qiongyu's eyes felt sour and hot as he watched her approach step by step.

The next second, he moved, running towards her with a desperate and fearless attitude.

There was a roar of people's voices, and in full view of everyone, they hugged the person tightly into their arms.

The force was so strong that Zhou Puyao felt like everyone would be knocked apart by him.

It's heartbreaking and funny at the same time, how come it's still the same after so long.

The hands on his waist were still tightening, trying to hold her into his body, as if this was the only way to be sure that she was back and that she was here.

Feeling his uneasiness and trembling, Zhou Puyao slowly raised her hand and landed on his back, patting him gently.

The person holding her was soothed by her actions, and the tightly held hands loosened a little, but they still held her tightly.

The trembling voice repeated over and over again in her ears: "Yao Yao, I love you."

"I love you."

I don't know how many times he said it, Zhou Puyao moved, raised her head from his arms, looked at him, and then kissed his cheek.

Duan Qiongyu's pupils suddenly tightened.

When we were together before, he often said "I love you" to her

She kissed him every time he said it, and one time he asked her why.

She said this means "I love you too"

Her love has no sound, but it is deafening.

Duan Qiongyu looked at her with red eyes, a mixture of grievance and self-blame in his eyes.

I feel wronged about why she came, and I blame myself for why he came.

Ten years were wasted between them.

He moved his mouth, but before the words came out, he saw her shake her head, and then glanced at the people who were looking at them.

Looking back, she smiled and pulled him out of the door, isolating those sights and whispers behind the door.

Duan Qiongyu allowed her to pull him forward, keeping his eyes on her regardless of where he was going.

She didn't stop until there was no one around, and turned back to look at him with a smile.

He gestured with his hands: What did you just want to say?

Duan Qiongyu looked at her, his throat was dry and hoarse, what did he want to say?

She was in a hurry when she came out, so she wore the suit. Duan Qiongyu took off his coat and put it on for her, silently helping her to button it up.

From the beginning to the end, Zhou Puyao smiled and cooperated with his movements, turning around and raising her hands.

After putting it on, she stretched her hands out of the slightly longer sleeves.

Then continue to look at him.

She looked at him expectantly, making Duan Qiongyu a little breathless.

She acted like this, as if they had never been separated in the past ten years, and had always been together, without any harm.

But it obviously exists.

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