behind the glitz of the net king

There is still some time before dinner, and Atobe's mother told the housekeeper to treat the guest Echizen Longyue well, and there should be no mistakes in food and daily life.

The title of "guest" caused Long Yue's status in Atobe's family to plummet. She was treated politely like an outsider, and the alienation in their politeness made Long Yue very uncomfortable.

She really wanted to be close to Atobe instead of passing through his life as a stranger.

This villa Echizen Longyue has become familiar with, knowing that the third room in the left-hand room on the second floor is Atobe's study, except for the cleaning staff, only she and Atobe can come in and out at will.Hiding there to read a book before dinner should not be disturbed by trivial matters outside.

Because of this clothes, Echizen Long Yue floated into the study room lightly like a thin cloud, and the others all bowed their heads and did not pay much attention.

She likes to read in front of the window, the sunlight can freely scatter on the book through the glass, the world is transparent, with the lazy and soft charm of the afternoon sun.

Echizen Longyue walked around the large bookcase with carved patterns, picked up a book on the marble table full of books as usual, and then snuggled quietly in front of the balcony.

This spiritual tranquility didn't last long before it was ended by the unique clicking sound of approaching high heels. Before they opened the door, Echizen Long Yue subconsciously hid behind the window curtain. The misty window curtain was like a huge curtain. Clinging to the cold wall, together with Goethe's white marble sculpture, is a good place to hide.

"Ya Jing, it's been more than ten years, why do you..." I didn't notice just now, but Atobe Kawaya's tone can be so gentle, and even peace can cover everything.There was no ups and downs in the tone, but it was impossible to guess that his heart was shaking now.

After a while of silence.It was the belated words of Ajizu Atobe, who was trembling because of gasping, as if the accumulated anger that had been waiting to be released could finally come out:

"I thought you had forgotten about that vixen. You also saw Yushi Toyama's determination back then, I don't believe you will forget. You clearly know that this child's surname is not Echizen at all, how can you be sure that she has no evil intentions! "

Echizen Long Yue cut off the voice that was about to exhale in an instant, forced himself not to make a sound, and raised his ears to listen carefully.

"Back then, Yushi did threaten the Atobe Group, but didn't Miyahara pay the price in the end? Regarding the matter of Echizen Ryuuetsu, don't rush to draw conclusions just because she looks like Yushi. Send someone to investigate her first. details."

These words were calm without emotion, Echizen Long Yue couldn't imagine how the entanglement unfolded in their mouths.

"Chuanya, even if this child is sincere to Atobe, I will not allow her to become a member of the Atobe family, let alone my daughter-in-law." These words were a bit unreasonable in Echizen Longyue's ears. It means that in Atobe Kawaya's ears, his feelings are very complicated.

"You still can't let go. Just because of that face that looks so much like Yushi, are you going to kill Xiaojing's happiness?" It was like a question, but also like an exclamation.The debts of that year have to be repaid by the next line of continuation.

There was a dead silence.Echizen Long Yue lowered his head and found that his nails had sunk into his palm, and the dull pain was beating on the nerve endings.

I don't know who opened the door first and walked out, the unique crisp sound of high heels.When dinner was approaching, the servant went to invite Atobegawa to have a meal, and Atobegawa, who was sitting withered, finally left.

Echizen Long Yue waited for the sound of footsteps to be far away before leaving the room, looking back at the villa that was dyed red by the magnificent sunset after the wind blown curtains, the corners of her lips tightly pursed and the center of her brows slightly furrowed were reflected in it.

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