"Yunyan, are you the last woman to be engaged to Dongfang Boyu?" He whispered softly, and Yunyan could even imagine that the expression on his face at this time was equally harmless.
But! What is the last woman who is engaged to Dongfang Boyu? Does he mean that Dongfang Boyu has been engaged to someone else before, or does he mean that she cannot be engaged to Dongfang Boyu?
"It's very late, I'm going back first." Yun Yan said calmly, without any intention of answering his question, and of course she had no intention of staying.
After walking a few steps, his voice came from behind, "The woman I fell in love with at first sight, I never thought she would be the woman engaged to Dongfang Boyu."
Yun Yan's steps froze, what nonsense was he talking about?!
"Dongfang Minghao, we can't even be considered strangers. At most, we are just passersby passing by." Yun Yan stabilized her breath, clearly refusing, and firmly drawing the line between her and him.
Dongfang Minghao's voice stopped coming from behind, but Yun Yan found that her palms were sweating.
Because of his words, the woman I fell in love with at first sight...
Dongfang Boyu was right, this man was too dangerous and he should stay away.
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The ancestor worship was more formal and grand than Yunyan imagined. At five o'clock in the morning, they were woken up by the servants. They saw Dongfang Boyu put on a newly cut suit, while she wore a waistcoat-style cheongsam, because it was still a bit cold.
, so she put a shawl on her body.
The maid also helped her comb her hair into a bun with a period feel. Yunyan looked at herself in the mirror, with her face wearing light makeup, period hair accessories, and the clothes she was wearing. She felt like she was
Zi went back to the early Republic of China.
"Young lady, it's done." The servant behind him said in a sweet voice.
Yunyan stood up. Although she was surprised by the Dongfang family's rules, she still respected the rules in other people's homes.
When she went downstairs and saw the older generation of the family, all wearing period-feeling clothes, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like the whole family was like this.
Dongfang Minghao is wearing a dark gown, a white scarf hanging around his neck, and a pair of glasses on his face. At a glance, it is astonishing to see a person from the early Republic of China transported to the present day.
Among the older generation, some still wear the clothes from the late Qing Dynasty, the kind of clothes worn by grand masters in Kyoto.
And Dongfang Boying...well, he is relatively normal. Like Dongfang Boyu, he wears a well-fitting suit, has no messy hair, and the leather shoes under his feet are shiny.
Ancestor worship is about time. At six o'clock, it was still dimly lit in the mountains and forests, but such a huge group of people headed deeper into the mountains.
Yun Yan noticed that there were more people participating in the ancestor worship. Those people must have arrived in the middle of the night. Since they were not qualified to live in other villages, they should have settled in Shenyang city and then drove here, right?
But the mountains and forests...could it be possible that they all came here by climbing mountains?
She slept a little deeply last night, and she wasn't sure whether the helicopter was used yesterday.
The shoes she wore were thick heels, so it was not uncomfortable to walk. Due to her seniority and identity, Yunyan walked behind Dongfang Boyu, walking side by side with Dongfang Boying.
"Yunyan, are you the last woman to be engaged to Dongfang Boyu?" He whispered softly, and Yunyan could even imagine that the expression on his face at this time was equally harmless.
But! What is the last woman who is engaged to Dongfang Boyu? Does he mean that Dongfang Boyu has been engaged to someone else before, or does he mean that she cannot be engaged to Dongfang Boyu?
"It's very late, I'm going back first." Yun Yan said calmly, without any intention of answering his question, and of course she had no intention of staying.
After walking a few steps, his voice came from behind, "The woman I fell in love with at first sight, I never thought she would be the woman engaged to Dongfang Boyu."
Yun Yan's steps froze, what nonsense was he talking about?!
"Dongfang Minghao, we can't even be considered strangers. At most, we are just passersby passing by." Yun Yan stabilized her breath, clearly refusing, and firmly drawing the line between her and him.
Dongfang Minghao's voice stopped coming from behind, but Yun Yan found that her palms were sweating.
Because of his words, the woman I fell in love with at first sight...
Dongfang Boyu was right, this man was too dangerous and he should stay away.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
The ancestor worship was more formal and grand than Yunyan imagined. At five o'clock in the morning, they were woken up by the servants. They saw Dongfang Boyu put on a newly cut suit, while she wore a waistcoat-style cheongsam, because it was still a bit cold.
, so she put a shawl on her body.
The maid also helped her comb her hair into a bun with a period feel. Yunyan looked at herself in the mirror, with her face wearing light makeup, period hair accessories, and the clothes she was wearing. She felt like she was
Zi went back to the early Republic of China.
"Young lady, it's done." The servant behind him said in a sweet voice.
Yunyan stood up. Although she was surprised by the Dongfang family's rules, she still respected the rules in other people's homes.
When she went downstairs and saw the older generation of the family, all wearing period-feeling clothes, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like the whole family was like this.
Dongfang Minghao is wearing a dark gown, a white scarf hanging around his neck, and a pair of glasses on his face. At a glance, it is astonishing to see a person from the early Republic of China transported to the present day.
Among the older generation, some still wear the clothes from the late Qing Dynasty, the kind of clothes worn by grand masters in Kyoto.
And Dongfang Boying...well, he is relatively normal. Like Dongfang Boyu, he wears a well-fitting suit, has no messy hair, and the leather shoes under his feet are shiny.
Ancestor worship is about time. At six o'clock, it was still dimly lit in the mountains and forests, but such a huge group of people headed deeper into the mountains.
Yun Yan noticed that there were more people participating in the ancestor worship. Those people must have arrived in the middle of the night. Since they were not qualified to live in other villages, they should have settled in Shenyang city and then drove here, right?
But the mountains and forests...could it be possible that they all came here by climbing mountains?
She slept a little deeply last night, and she wasn't sure whether the helicopter was used yesterday.
The shoes she wore were thick heels, so it was not uncomfortable to walk. Due to her seniority and identity, Yunyan walked behind Dongfang Boyu, walking side by side with Dongfang Boying.