Chapter 321 (1/2)

Hetun was silent for a while before he replied, ”I don't like it!”

Don't like to ask... What kind of writer?

”Oh.” Xia Yunchu answered, and suddenly asked in a tight voice, ”does this have anything to do with you taking me to sipe castle?”

Xia Yunchu really couldn't understand why Hetun wanted to catch her. Want to be Mrs. YaZhai?

But this Hetun doesn't look like a lecherous. If you were the wife of the village, Yao Ruolan would be much more attractive.

Thinking of Yao Ruolan, Xia Yunchu was depressed. She has been away from s city for more than ten days. She must have lived in Li's house now, with boundless scenery. Has she become the second Mrs. Li she misses so much?

”It doesn't matter.” The voice of Hetun was deep and distant, a bit like it came from the distant sky.

Xia Yun was stunned at the beginning of the day. Hetun took himself to sipeibao because of a poem? This reason is too... Incredible.

”Mr. Hetun, I don't know which poem you're talking about?” Xia Yun asked tentatively. Maybe what he liked happened to be familiar with him. If he could make him happy, he would let himself and his children go!

Hetun was silent for a moment, and then slowly whispered, ”the song you read to Li yanye at that time.”

Xia Yunchu was stunned. She didn't expect that it was Tagore's love poem she read to Li yanye at that time.

In fact, she also wondered why Hetun didn't let Yan Laoer and Yan Laoba chase Fu'an and Li yanye. If she drove a yacht, it should be fast. And you don't have to catch up. You can sink Fu'an's yacht with a long-range shooting.

In this way, Li yanye, who was already seriously injured, was immersed in such sea water. How can he live after a long time?

Is it difficult that Hetun changed his mind after listening to the love poem he told Li yanye and let Li yanye live?

I don't know whether I guessed right or not, but a lot has changed behind Hetun.

After bringing her back from s City, I haven't treated her cruelly. Even when talking to her, she was much more gentle, as if she was recalling some kind of past events.

”Mr. Hetun, do you want me to read that poem to you?” Xia Yunchu felt a little awkward. After all, it was a love poem. She told Hetun that it didn't look very good.

”You have no right to tell me!” Hetun just said so coldly.

Xia Yunchu was almost choked by the apple, ”...” you don't want to hear it, I don't miss it! Still so proud? Say she's not qualified!

Like thinking of something, Xia Yunchu looked to the left of Hetun again. Sure enough, it was a thin and deep scar, because the wound was in the corner of the eye and looked like a crow's feet.

Xia Yunchu clearly remembered that the poem was written on the portrait painted by Li yanye's mother, and there was only half of the man's face on it. There was a very clear and striking place, which was the slender scar on the corner of the eye.