"Your master is so worried about matching you and Yang Qian'er?" He looked at me with a smile, "You really don't give him face?"

"Why did my master do this?" I asked back.

"Didn't he tell you?", he was surprised.

I shook my head.

"Oh...", he understood, "He doesn't want to force you..."

"Don't tell me that she is the daughter of my master." I looked at him helplessly, "My master has children, and they are all in the secret realm. I haven't heard of him having descendants in the world..."

"Don't worry, Yang Qian'er has no blood relationship with your master," he said, "Your master just thinks that girl is good, so he matches you..."

I was relieved.

"I won't consider this matter for the time being, let's talk about it later." I looked at him, "It's the Daji Tribulation now, everything is a variable. Can I have this daughter in the future? Let the fate..."

"You are right, now it's the Dajijie," he smiled, "But in another ten days, after you officially take office, the Dajijie will pass. Should you and Yang Qian'er be together? In fact, you know better than anyone else. The reason why you are unwilling to face it is because she used to be Miss Jun's sister-in-law, right?"

I didn't say anything and took a sip of coffee silently.

"Your master doesn't want to force you because he loves you." He looked at me, "But you should think about that girl, after all, your master matches you in front of me and Buddha. If you just don't fulfill that girl, then your master's face will not look good. Of course, you will be the Lord of the Three Realms soon. You can't give us three old guys face. It doesn't matter, but you have to let Yang Qian'er down, do you have the heart to bear it?"

I looked at him quietly for a while and seemed to understand.

"Which daughter is my great god in the secret world?" I asked him, "or is it your great god in the underworld?"

"The daughter of the Supreme Master will not be reincarnated," he smiled slightly, "But this girl will be amazing in the future..."

I turned around and looked outside and breathed a sigh of relief.

He finished his coffee calmly and stood up, "Okay, I've said everything I should say, I won't bother you."

I glanced at him, stood up, and nodded.

He glanced at me meaningfully, smiled, and turned around and left.

I watched him walk out of the cafe, thought for a moment, and called the female store manager Chen Ying, "Tell Miss An, just tell me I'll do something and come back tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Chen Ying said.

I walked around her, flashed, and left the cafe.

...

There was just a quarrel in the Yang family's mansion.

Yang's mother was crazy and scolded Yang Qian'er for being embarrassed, shameless and insulting the party. With a moment of excitement, she slapped Yang Qian'er hard.

Yang Qian'er didn't explain, covered her red face, silently went upstairs, and returned to her room.

Before Yang's mother could calm down, she rushed up and continued to curse at her door.

"Are you shameless? You said you shameless? He is your sister-in-law's man! Who can't you go with? Why do you follow him?!"

"To be honest, is it because of him that you divorced Xiaolong? You say it!" "You open the door! Open the door!"

Yang's mother became more and more angry as she spoke, and kept smashing the door.

In the room, Yang Qian'er curled up in the corner of the wall, like a frightened child, with tears in her eyes and her body shrank into a ball, constantly trembling.

Faced with her mother's insults and questioning, she was completely disappointed and had no desire to live...

"Yang Qian'er!" Yang's mother was furious and began to kick the door, "You open the door! Open it!"

Yang Qian'er closed her eyes in pain, and two lines of tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, flowing down her cheeks, wetting her front.

Yang's mother outside smashed the door like crazy and kicked it.

The father Yang Zixiong and his younger brother Yang Jinning were not at home. The servants were frightened and watched from a distance, but no one dared to come and persuade him.

Yang's mother made a fuss for a while, and saw that she never opened the door, she went downstairs.

It became quiet outside.

Yang Qian'er leaned against the wall, grabbed her hair, and looked outside sadly. A terrible thought suddenly arose in her heart, and then spread like a devil...

She took a deep breath, stood up with the wall, walked to the dressing table, and took out an exquisite eyebrow trimmer from the drawer.

This knife is very sharp.

She stared at Blade in a daze, smiled relievedly, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

At this moment, my figure flashed and I came to her room.

I rushed up and grabbed her knife and threw it aside.

She was stunned.

I looked at her with distress, picked her up, flashed, and left the Yang family mansion.

...

When I returned to the hotel, I put her on the sofa and gently stroked her swollen left face.

Her face recovered instantly.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked.

Her eyes were filled with tears, she held my hand and burst into tears...

"I'm sorry...", I hugged her in my arms, "It's all my fault..."

She cried out with a wow.

I sighed, and I couldn't express myself and had to hug her silently.

Her heart was broken.

She really doesn't want to live anymore.

I thought to myself, my future daughter, if you knew that I would almost kill your mother because of worldly prejudice, would you hate me?

A beautiful girl instantly appeared in my mind. She looked at me coldly and raised her middle finger at me disdainfully...

I burst into laughter.

Yang Qian'er didn't expect me to laugh. She looked at me sadly, and her eyes were extremely disappointed...

"I'm not laughing at you..." I said to her with a smile, "I'm laughing at myself..."

She still looked at me like that.

My face heated up, cleared my throat, and asked her seriously, "You... don't really regret it?"

She looked at me stubbornly, and her eyes looked very much like the girl in her mind just now...

I smiled knowingly, "It's you, that's right..."

She frowned, "You..."

I held her and stood up, "Don't regret it, right?"

Her eyes became even more stubborn.

This look is the answer.

I held her, turned around and walked into the bedroom, and placed her on the bed.

She kept retreating, looking at me blankly with tears in her eyes.

I stared at her for a moment, leaned over and kissed her lips, and pressed her under me...

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