Chapter 1647： Yang Wenli is Yangs brother? (1/2)

Chapter 1647 Yang Wenli is Yang's brother?

What did he say just now? ? ?

Gu Yundong raised his eyes to look at Shao Qingyuan, "He called... Yangliu?"

Shao Qingyuan nodded solemnly, with a dignified expression.

Gu Yundong frowned, Yang Wenli called himself Yang Liu's brother? Is it the same name, or...

She recalled what happened to Yang Liu and Coco in the Jinxiu Restaurant that day. There was also a person who claimed to be her brother and stopped her from speaking.

Could it be that that person is Yang Wenli?

Gu Yundong pursed his lips and looked at Yang Wenli, who was drinking crazy.

The person in charge was not as strong as him, and Yang Wenli was in a state of drunkenness again, so he was extraordinarily strong, and pushed him out again.

The steward came to help him with persistent efforts, and hurriedly responded, "Okay, let's go to the eldest lady, but the old man smells of alcohol right now, why don't you go back to the inn and change into clean clothes before going? ."

Yang Wenli nodded, and after walking a few steps with his support, he shook his head suddenly, "No, no, no, I can't see her. I don't have the face to see her. If I hadn't paid attention and didn't hold her in time, she wouldn't have done it. She fell into the river. You saw it the other day, she became like that, she didn't know me at all, and she was completely ignorant. When I think of that picture, my heart hurts, my heart hurts. "

The person in charge can only comfort him, "It's not the master's fault, and the master doesn't need to blame himself too much, this is an accident, no one expected it. If the master really wants to make up for it, it's better to let the little one inquire about the eldest lady. Make up for her whereabouts now."

"Compensate her?" Yang Wenli laughed, "You saw it the other day, she is living a good life now, dressed in fine clothes and in good health. Apart from not remembering anything, she should be living a good life. Why don't I go to her now? Doesn't it make people think that I am clinging to the door to fight the autumn breeze? Forget it, in fact, as long as she is doing well, it doesn't matter if she doesn't see her, I just... feel uncomfortable. "

As he spoke, he began to cry again.

The steward sighed, "Since that's the case, let's take the old master back to the inn."