When Yun Feili heard this somewhat uneasy voice, a faint sarcasm appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

He is obviously his own granddaughter, but he doesn't even dare to mention his name.

He couldn't help but stung, "Grandma, who are you asking? Apart from Rao Rao, are there anyone else outside worthy of the Yun family's attention?"

The breathing sound on the other end of the phone suddenly became heavier, "I..."

Yun Feili's eyes were deep, "Aunt Yunmiao has been dead for more than ten years, and she is buried in Yuncheng. Do you hope, will I go to worship her?"

No sound.

Yun Feili curled his lower lip sarcastically, "Grandma, since you still have this attitude, you should not ask about her in the future. Just like before, just as you did not have this person in the Yun family."

This is indeed the case.

In the past ten years, the Yun family itself has not known that there is such a granddaughter. In the end, it was only from outsiders that he learned that Mrs. Yunmiao had a daughter.

Yun Feili intuition that if the Yun family could care about Yun Qing a little over the years, her temperament would not be so sharp and cold.

Maybe there is room for redeem.

But now, it's too late.

Yun Qing didn't even have any resentment towards their Yun family.

He is completely a cold outsider and bystander.

This time, Mrs. Yun on the other end of the phone seemed to finally recover from a certain mood, and said in a hoarse voice, "Look at Rao Rao. If she gets better, let her come back as soon as possible. She has been outside for so long, and grandma is very worried..."

Yun Feili's eyebrows and eyes turned cold. When he remembered Yun Qing's eyes, he lowered his eyelids and said lightly, "I understand."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

......

Outside the door.

Yun Qing stood in the corridor, staring at the sky outside, unable to see what he was thinking.

A pair of slender arms suddenly poked out from behind her and hugged her slender body in her arms.

Yun Qing was forced into a warm and powerful embrace. She subconsciously wanted to struggle, and a familiar gentle voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Don't move!"

Yun Qing suddenly relaxed, turned her head slightly, and a sweet smile appeared on her face unconsciously, "You are here."

Bei Ming Yexuan rubbed his slender shoulders and sniffed the fragrance between her hair. His blood-red thin lips reflected the dark hair, which was messy and charming, "I'm sorry..."

Yun Qing was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he apologized, and opened his eyes slightly, "What's wrong?"

Bei Ming Yexuan's ghostly eyes focused on her face, his voice darker than ever before, "I'm late..."

"No," Yun Qing couldn't see the man's humble appearance, and immediately grabbed his hand, and then shivered by the cold temperature on his hand, and his heart suddenly felt ache, "I'm still here, I haven't left, you're not late!"

Bei Ming Yexuan's black eyes were deeply locked on her, and his slender fingers gently stroked her face, "Qingbao, don't be sad for them."

Yun Qing felt that this sentence seemed to have profound meaning, but she didn't have the energy to analyze it at this moment.

Her focus is on the man behind her.

Bei Ming Yexuan tightly clasped her waist. She couldn't turn around, but she could see the man's side face.

Bei Ming Yexuan's face was very pale, his lips were red like a layer of blood...

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