"Knock knock."

Yu Jinwen stood at the door of Suite No. 88 for a long time, slowly raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door opened from the inside. When Yan Yuan saw Yu Jinwen standing at the door, he raised his eyebrows slightly and called out his name slowly, "Mr. Yu."

He didn't ask him what he wanted, he just stepped aside, raised his hand and said, "Please come in."

Yu Jinwen nodded slightly and walked in.

Suite No. 88 in Shuiyunjian is reserved for Bai Lu, Yu Nansong and his brothers and sisters. Bailu Yu and Nansong live in the room the most. The other brothers sometimes live in the Rose Garden and sometimes in Shuiyunjian when they come to Nancheng.

The huge suite had three bedrooms and one living room. The master bedroom was occupied by Nan Song and was filled with her things. The two secondary bedrooms were neatly tidied. Yan Yuan slept in the bedroom next to the balcony.

After inviting people in, Yan Yuan asked calmly: "What would you like to drink?"

"It will be all right."

"beer?"

"good."

Two cans of beer were opened, and the two men wiped the mouths of the bottles with paper towels.

Looking at each other, Yan Yuan asked: "Mr. Yu, does he have a mysophobia?"

Yu Jinwen: "No. It's just obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Yan Yuan smiled slightly, "Me too."

The two people raised the beer cans in their hands at the same time and drank the beer in silence.

Neither of them were talkative people. They didn't speak until half a can of beer was gone, but they didn't feel embarrassed either. They just sat quietly.

Everyone thinks about their own things.

After a long time, it was Yu Jinwen, the uninvited person, who spoke first, "Mr. Yan came to China this time specifically for Qiao Leng's business?"

Yan Yuan raised his light gray eyes and glanced at Yu Jinwen.

He didn't blame him for being abrupt, nor was he surprised by his purpose. Instead, he appreciated his directness, because it would save time and eliminate the need to waste words.

He told him directly, "I returned to China to worship my ancestors. I came to Nancheng to be entrusted by others and to be loyal to my people."

Yu Jinwen's dark pupils shrank slightly, "Entrusted by Nan Song?"

Yan Yuan nodded, "That's right."

The meaning of Luo Junheng is also the meaning of Nan Song, almost the same.

Yu Jin's literary mind is one style.

"oh."

He raised his head, drank another quarter of the beer, squeezed the bottle with his slender fingers, and made a "Gada" sound.

Yan Yuan suddenly raised his eyes and saw Yu Jinwen's inner activities, his eyes drooped slightly.

"You still care about her."

He said this sentence without any surprise.

Yu Jinwen suddenly raised his head, looked towards him, and met his deep eyes. His eyes were very clear, without any sarcasm or ridicule in them, but they stared at him with nowhere to hide.

He confessed, "Yes, I care about her very much."

"Since you care, why don't you catch her?"

Yan Yuan issued a soul torture, "As far as I know, you are already divorced."

The riddled heart was stabbed again. I thought it was numb, but I didn't expect it would still hurt.

"yes."

Yu Jinwen's throat was choked, "Because of my wrong decision, I hurt her and pushed her away from my world with my own hands."

Except for those close to him who knew what he had gone through with Nan Song, he had never taken the initiative to mention it to anyone. He thought it was unnecessary before, but then...every time he mentioned it, it made him feel like a knife was cutting through his heart.
Chapter completed!