Dongfang Shihua suddenly left like a gust of wind and said, "I know where he is."
What do you mean? Could it be that she is not talking about Yun Yan, but... this man?
Looking at the people in the photo, Dongfang Boyu asked Tianyu to come in.
"Book a flight and go to City I."
"Yes. But young master, you still have a meeting to hold today..."
"Let the elite group take responsibility for themselves." After saying that, Dongfang Boyu took out his mobile phone and called Dongfang Shihua, who had just left in a hurry, "Why are you going?"
"Airport."
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I City Yunjia
Yun Zongqiang and his wife glared at Yun Yan, and then at Ximen who was sitting next to Yun Yan. Finally, Yun Zongqiang politely said to Pei Zishuo, who was a guest, "Zishuo, come, sit next to me."
Pei Zishuo smiled politely and said, "I came here without saying hello. I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for? We are all one family." Mrs. Yun glared at Yun Yan and motioned for her to say something to Pei Zishuo.
But because when Yunyan brought Ximen back to live here a few days ago, the two had a little disagreement and they still haven't reconciled, so she didn't listen.
"Yunyan." Yun Zong glanced at his daughter, "Give Zishuo a bowl of soup."
Yun Yan didn't put down the chopsticks in her hands, "Yun Qi, give him a bowl of soup."
Yunyan's eldest lady usually doesn't have a temper, but when she does, no one can do anything about it. She holds the bowl and eats quietly.
Simon next to him also behaves elegantly, and one can tell at a glance that he comes from a good family, no, he must be from more than a good family. He occasionally exudes nobility in his movements, which makes Yunyan wonder more than once, what is his identity?
But she has tried many times, and it turns out that he is indeed not pretending to have amnesia, but really has amnesia.
"No, I'll go by myself." Pei Zishuo stood up and walked to the kitchen. He was as familiar with the Yun family as if he were his own family. Besides, now that he was engaged, he didn't regard himself as an outsider.
"Bang." The sound of a bowl falling to the floor was heard from the kitchen. Mrs. Yun glanced at Yun Yan who was indifferent and said, "Xiao Yan, what's going on with you two? Why are you so angry just after we got engaged?"
"Mom, don't mind my business." Yun Yan replied calmly, and glanced at Ximen beside her, "Are you full?"
Simon hummed.
"Come with me for a walk after you finish eating." Yun Yan said and put down the bowl and chopsticks.
"Xiao Yan!" Mrs. Yun stopped her, "Zisuo even came to apologize..."
Yun Yan paused, but only paused for a moment before walking away. Ximen followed her out of the house.
Pei Zishuo walked out of the kitchen with an apologetic look, "I'm sorry, auntie, my hands slipped just now and I accidentally broke the bowl."
"It's okay, it's okay. Are you hurt?" Mrs. Yun was still very polite to her future son-in-law.
"It's not hurt." Seeing Yun Yan's figure disappearing from the table, Pei Zishuo asked in confusion, "Where's the smoke?"
"My sister went shopping with a handsome guy." Yun Qi said coolly. To be honest, he didn't like Pei Zishuo either. In his eyes, Pei Zishuo was not worthy of his sister two years ago.
Childhood sweetheart? First love? Oh, aren’t they just watching their family with cold eyes like everyone else? Deeply in love? It’s not worth mentioning in the face of reality.
"I'm full." Yun Qi stood up and walked out of the house.