In the hall, there was a dead silence.

Zhuang Cangyun and several elders were all silent.

Zhuang Zhiyuan and the other two sitting on the cushion below were breathless in such a depressing atmosphere. What happened today had a great impact on them. They could not be digested for a while.

After a long time, Zhuang Cangyun waved his hand expressionlessly, "You guys, go down first. Remember, you are not allowed to talk about what happened today. If you violate the rules, you will deal with the rules."

The five people then stood up as if they were amnesty, gave a hasty gift, and ran away from this place that made them breathless.

"That little Zhuang Yi... he won't lie, right?" Finally, the fourth elder couldn't stand the suffocating atmosphere and spoke. He wanted to say the word "bastard", but in the end he forced himself to stop and replace it with him.

Zhuang Cangyun sighed long, "I have always been surprised that Haiyue has such excellent qualifications. Before he was forty, there was no problem in getting promoted. Marrying a woman from the Mei family is not a high-level person. Why does the Mei family still have to regret it and break them up?"

"Now I finally understand..." A trace of regret flashed in Zhuang Cangyun's eyes. If he had known Zhuang Yi's true identity as his mother, how could he treat him like this over the years? That led to such an ending today.

It would be useless to regret. At a moment, he suddenly realized that when he took the divorce book in Mei Yuanzhong's hand, they and Zhuang Yi had an irreparable crack.

I just hope that Zhuang’s intention can be remembered by his ancestors and fathers, and not to hold a grudge against Zhuang’s maker.

"I grew up in the dealer after all. You are unkind to me, but I cannot be unrighteous to the dealer."

Thinking of what he left before leaving, Zhuang Cangyun thought silently, hoping that he could say it and do it...

But for some reason, there was always a hint of worry in his heart.

"As Mei Zhifang's identity, why did the Mei family agree to her marriage with Haiyue back then?" The fifth elder, who had not spoken, suddenly murmured.

This question was also what everyone present thought. The identities of the two are really different, and according to common sense, it is impossible to combine them together. If they elope, it would be understandable, but this marriage was personally admitted by the Mei family.

Perhaps, only the parties involved and the senior management of the Mei family can answer this question.

Just as they were thinking about how to adapt to Zhuang Yi's "new" identity, Zhuang Yi himself was walking home, his body and mind relaxed.

He successfully won "Lingyun Bu" and got rid of the troubles of the dealer, which made him feel extremely happy.

"In the past, these people looked down on me at all. But when they knew my identity in the Mei family, their attitude changed by 180 degrees. They were arrogant at first and respectful at the same time. Although they felt unsatisfied, they revealed the fundamental law of this world - the strong are respected."

"I used to disdain the name of the Mei family, but now it seems that this approach is too flexible. Now I am weak and unable to protect myself, and I just need a protective umbrella. Although I hate the Mei family, what's the harm in using it for a name?"

After understanding this, Zhuang Yi will understand his thoughts and have no more worries.

At this moment, he happened to pass through a small wood. Suddenly, his face moved and his steps slowed down slightly. He turned his head, as if he was listening to something.

A faint voice came over, "Xiaoyue... sister, you... are going home..."

Zhuang Zhiyuan? Xiaoyue?

Zhuang Yi's face moved slightly, and his steps stopped. He heard Zhuang Zhiyuan's voice getting closer and closer. Before he could think about it, his figure flashed and hid behind a tree next to him.

"Xiaoyue..."

As soon as I was dodging, I heard two footsteps quickly from far to near. Suddenly, the footsteps in front stopped, and the one behind also stopped. It was less than ten meters away from Zhuangyi.

"Zhuang Zhiyuan, please don't follow me again."

Zhuang Xiaoyue's voice sounded, and a sense of coldness that was blocking people from thousands of miles away was revealed in the pleasant voice.

"Sister Xiaoyue, you and me have a family relationship, why should you be so kind?" Zhuang Zhiyuan didn't care about her coldness at all, and his tone was still enthusiastic.

"Zhuang Zhiyuan, please respect yourself." Zhuang Xiaoyue's voice quickly became cold. Even Zhuang Yi, who was ten meters away, felt the chill, "Sister Xiaoyue, you can't call me."

After saying that, he left. The light footsteps gradually faded away.

Zhuang Zhiyuan didn't catch up after all.

With a dull "bang", Zhuang Zhiyuan seemed to use his fist to vent his anger in his heart.

"Zhuang Xiaoyue"

Zhuang Yi frowned as he heard the sound of strong anger outside. He listened to his footsteps moving away, walked out from behind the tree, looking at the direction where he disappeared.

"This Zhuang Zhiyuan is as friendly and generous as his father. In fact, he is hypocritical inside and has different expressions." Shaking his head, Zhuang Yi raised his speed and chased after Zhuang Xiaoyue disappeared.

Listening to someone chasing him, Zhuang Xiaoyue's face turned red from anger. She suddenly stopped and turned to meet the person coming.

"I said, don't follow me again..."

The cold voice came to an abrupt end. Seeing the visitor, Zhuang Xiaoyue's pretty face showed a look of shock.

Zhuang Yi's footsteps stopped suddenly and touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "That, Xiaoyue, what a coincidence."

Zhuang Xiaoyue's face was a little pale, her teeth bit her upper lip and she didn't say anything. She just looked at her toes and her wandering eyes showed her panic in her heart.

"I..." When I said something, I stopped. Zhuang Yi's body was only thirteen years old, but in fact his mental age was close to thirty. It was really hard to say that he wanted to apologize to a twelve-year-old girl.

"sorry."

Zhuang Yi finally said it, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt relieved. "It was my fault for the past, and I apologize to you."

Without a response, Zhuang Xiaoyue just stood there, as if she was not aware of it.

Zhuang Yi was a little disappointed, looked at her deeply, and then turned around.

He has brought the apology, but as for the other party not to forgive him, it is the other party’s business.

After walking about ten steps, Zhuang Xiaoyue's timid voice rang behind her, "I just now... I didn't mean you, I thought I was that annoying person."

Zhuang Yi was slightly stunned before returning. She said the cold scolding. She turned around and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyue had turned into a light green back and had gone away.

Shaking his head, "This little girl."

Walking light steps towards the way home.

ps: Recommend this book, "The Master of Juema" book number: 1434015

One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi.

Flowers bloom, pick flowers and smile.

The leaves fall, and the leaves are picked and pondered.
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