With the sound of "kakaka", not far from the wall lamp, the wardrobe on the inner wall slowly moved to the side, revealing the secret space inside the wall.

A soft, warm light shone from the depths.

Yu Qiuran looked over at the wardrobe, and asked in surprise: "Ayi, you still built a secret room here! What good things are hidden?"

Ao Jingyi fluttered off the bed like a whirlwind, and a flutter blocked Yu Qiuran's sight. He looked nervous: "No, nothing."

Yu Qiuran moved to the left, and he also moved to the left. Yu Qiuran leaned to the right, and he immediately flashed to the right.

The two of them swayed in place for several rounds like a veneer dance.

Finally, Yu Qiuran smiled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You don't have to stop it, in fact, I saw it earlier..."

She motioned Ao Jingyi to look at the silhouette cast on the ground by the lights in the dark room: "There are toys hidden inside, right?"

Ao Jingyi took a step back, the corners of his lips tightened with smoke above his head, and he stopped talking.

Yu Qiuran coughed with a smile, and carefully looked at the contents of the glass cabinet: "It's okay, I won't say it to destroy your image of wise and wise."

Ao Jingyi drooped his "ears" and went back to the bed to sit down, took out the computer and stared at the screen, forcibly pretending that nothing happened.

Being a dejected dog like him, he is so cute that he hides his ears and steals bells, Yu Qiuran pressed down the corners of his lips and comforted:

"Really, I can understand you. Because I didn't get any toys as a child, even when I grew up, I couldn't help but want to collect my favorite gadgets."

"It's a normal phenomenon in psychology, you don't need to feel embarrassed."

"It's not!" Ao Jingyi couldn't care less about being shy, and suddenly looked up at her, "I don't focus on toys at all."

Yu Qiuran nodded: "I know, the focus is on the people who make toys..."

Many of the gadgets on the entire wall were left by her, and she couldn't even remember when she made them.

But Ao Jingyi carefully treasured them and carefully marked each one.

This is a silent confession. Yu Qiuran turned his head with a smile: "It seems that Yi really likes me."

Ao Jingyi's ears were red, and he ignored her with a stern face.

Yu Qiuran strolled back and forth in front of the glass cabinet, looking around:

"Oh, this silk spa pink rose is a little scattered, and it was made by me playing with you when we first met, right? Did you start collecting it so early?"

Ao Jingyi typed loudly, as if he was addicted to work and refused to receive information from the outside world.

Yu Qiuran continued to send "signals": "What is this simple bag made of gauze? Is this my craft?"

After taking a closer look at the label, she began to chatter: "It turned out to be a firefly torn up that day. I was in a hurry to coax you, and I didn't do it well. It's a bit embarrassing now."

"Speaking of that, although the accident happened and everyone was in a bad mood, the starry sky we saw in the valley was very beautiful. Otherwise, I will stack you another jar of stars and replace this one. ."

Ao Jingyi's ears perked up and he wanted to speak, but he forcibly held back and continued to deceive himself and maintain a cold image.

Yu Qiuran: "This dog's tail straw puppy is about to crack, wow, the original smiling face looks a bit scary now. Don't you feel weird when you watch it? You clearly So afraid of ghosts."

Ao Jingyi finally couldn't bear it any longer: "A Ran!"

Yu Qiuran turned around and saw his indignant round eyes, walked back to him and sat down: "Okay, I won't talk about it."

She laughed: "I know they are important memories for you."

"I don't mean to be picky," Yu Qiuran looked at the wall, "I'm just surprised and happy. It turns out that I can bring you so many memorable moments."

She scratched her face: "As the maker of these memories, seeing you cherish them so much. I would also feel embarrassed, and of course I can't help but be critical of myself."

Ao Jingyi looked at her blankly: "I thought you would laugh at me more."

Yu Qiuran is serious: "Don't think so, no matter how you express it, sincere feelings are worthy of respect."

"Of course," she changed her words, "laugh or laugh—"

She fell on the bedside laughing: "But laughing is because I think you are cute, not laughing, so don't feel embarrassed and face it all bravely."

Ao Jingyi turned his head angrily, leaving only the back of her head.

Yu Qiuran leaned over to see him: "Isn't it good, I keep getting to know you more and more, so I can make up my mind on what kind of identity to get along with you. "

Ao Jingyi turned around again and looked at her nervously.

Yu Qiuran faced his burning eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "It doesn't matter if the little toy in the wall is broken, I can make new ones for you at that time of year."

She smiled: "We can miss these recorded times together, and we can make more memories and put them in later."

She turned to look at him: "This is the relationship I want to be with you."

Ao Jingyi looked at the bright smile in her eyes and slowed her breath. He didn't dare to speak for a long time, as if he was afraid of breaking something.

After a while, he asked gently, "So Ah Ran, do you agree?"

Yu Qiuran made a patch: "Agree halfway."

She didn't plan to accept the other party's confession so soon, she still wanted to take off her vest before talking to him about her feelings.

But today's accidentally discovered secret made her see the heart that Ao Jingyi has been tremblingly hiding.

Faced with such suppressed and warm emotions, how could she not soften. Unable to let the other party down, I could only change the plan.

Looking at him excited and a little disappointed, Yu Qiuran vaguely reminded: "I have read your secret, and the remaining half is about my secret. ."

She held Ao Jingyi's hand: "When this problem is solved, we can be together."

Ao Jingyi was about to ask, and asked her to give some hints, but Yu Qiuran's phone rang.

Yu Qiuran listened for a moment, then her expression became serious: "Ayi, I want to go home, I won't be back tonight."

Butler Zhong contacted her and said that the elders of the Yu family came to make trouble and wanted to invite her back to show up.

Ao Jingyi is willing to help, but he is not good at interfering in her family's internal affairs.

He endured it, and finally said: "I will go to Vientiane Garden tomorrow morning to pick you up and go back to the academy."

In this way, it can not only reflect the two people's personal friendship, help her to gain weight in Yu's family, but also appear very measured, and will not cause her trouble.

Yu Qiuran agreed with a smile, shook his hand, got up and left.

Ao Jingyi sent her worriedly.

There have been several times when Ah Ran was suddenly called back.

A Cheng became more and more famous for jewelry design, and gradually entered the circle of upper-class ladies, and analyzed some plausible news from their gossip - the body of the family head Yu seems to be getting worse and worse. Okay, maybe I can't stand it anymore.

Ao Jingyi didn't know how much Yu Qiuran knew about this situation. She never showed it on her face.

He stood in front of the window, watching Yu Qiuran hurriedly leaving, and sighed.

Yu Qiuran got into the car going back and listened to Butler Zhong reporting the situation all the way.

It turned out that after the Qixi Festival accident, Dad Yu received news that he insisted on postponing the operation and rushed back from abroad.

The clansmen dared to attack Yu Qiuran without knowing their lives. He was completely enraged, and at all costs, he carried out another round of violent cleansing of the clan.

But it was because of this stormy suppression that it gave the senior clan elders an excuse. They united collectively, requesting to meet Yu's father for the reason of the clan's voice, saying that they wanted to persuade him.

Dad Yu's physical condition was very bad at this time. He returned to China to control the overall situation and made various plans.

His physical strength and energy simply can't support him to meet outsiders and wrestle with those cunning clan elders.

A group of clan elders followed the strategy of killing first and then playing, and they first killed at the gate of Vientiane Garden, pressing people down by generation, and shouting to visit Dad Yu.

Butler Zhong refused on the grounds that it was too late and the owner had already rested. But the clan elders insisted that they could sit in the hall and wait for him to get up.

Yu Qiuran took a shortcut and rushed back to the courtyard where Yu's father lived in Vientiane Garden.

She looked at the green bamboos planted in Jiangnan gardens and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

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Butler Zhong said that Dad Yu had fallen asleep. He couldn't sleep for a few days, he finally fell asleep, and he didn't know the current situation.

Yu Qiuran pondered for a moment, and asked Butler Zhong to bring Yu's father's clothes and wheelchair, and said that he would meet the elders in the small hall of Zhuhai.

Because in the garden, Dad Yu often wears ancient dresses. This type of dress is mainly large and elegant, so although the size is too large, but after Yu Qiuran changes it and sits in a wheelchair, it is not easy to see that it does not fit at night.

Butler Zhong looked at her immature face and couldn't help worrying: "Master, are you really going to pretend to be a gentleman to meet them?"

He can understand why Yu Qiuran made this decision.

Even though she appeared as the heir to send off the clan elders, but the family head Yu did not appear in the end, it was always abnormal. Undoubtedly, it has verified the rumor that his body can't support it, and it will give those people with bad intentions room to use the topic.

But in the view of Butler Zhong, this plan is not very feasible.

Although the father and daughter do have some similarities, this is not enough to support Yu Qiuran to be true.

In addition, she has not been in contact with the affairs of the Yu family too much, nor has she participated in this suppression plan, so it is easy to reveal the truth when talking with the clan elders.

Faced with Butler Zhong's question, Yu Qiuran said confidently: "Don't worry, Grandpa Zhong, they won't have the opportunity to talk to me in detail."

Time was running out, she didn't have time to explain, she could only tell the other party: "You are a gold medal steward who has seen many strong winds and waves, no matter what the situation is, you can't change your face."

While furnishing the hall urgently, she communicated with Butler Zhong: "Bring them here later, no matter what you see, don't panic. Just like taking care of my dad, come up and make me some tea. Enough."

Although housekeeper Zhong didn't quite understand, but seeing her firm words, she finally chose to believe her.

Yu Qiudan tidyed up his clothes, recalled his father's sitting posture, and adjusted his posture.

Then she called the system: [I want to use the skill card "Face-Changing", I know that your appearance that you can't interfere with the extraction is a lie. Whatever the cost, you can get me a ghost look with short hair and a bit of a look. 】

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Yu Qiuran get ready: [Don't talk nonsense, hurry up! 】

Butler Zhong walked slowly into the main hall.

All the clan elders in the hall full of two rows of Taishi chairs looked at him together.

The old man asked solemnly: "How is it? Has the master got up?"

Butler Zhong nodded slightly: "Yes, but because the night is already dark, Mr. does not want to go too far, and plans to meet you in the bamboo sea connecting the backyard and the front yard."

He stretched out his hand towards the door: "Please move."

The old man was holding a cane, stood up laboriously, and sneered: "He's very well-placed."

Although he had a dissatisfied look on his face, he was actually a little proud in his heart. In the end, the owner of the family did not choose to compromise and was tossed.

He just took this to find out the reality of the other's physical condition.

A group of elderly men walked through the bamboo forest path.

The lush bamboos stood tall and straight, blocking the sky above everyone.

The mottled bamboo shadow flutters its teeth and claws in the dim light, like a ghostly shadow.

A night wind blew hurriedly. The temperature of the autumn night has dropped, and the dark bamboo forest has not seen the sun, adding a bit of biting coolness.

The white lantern with yellow light swayed left and right in the wind, and the candlelight inside flickered, revealing a somewhat ominous meaning.

Older people are more superstitious, and all the clan elders could not help shivering in this environment.

The old man resisted the urge to curse and reminded himself in his heart that this was the owner of the family who wanted to dismantle them. 's small hall.

Behind the screen in the hall, a shadowy figure sat alone, with his hands resting on the armrests of the wheelchair.

The big clan elder took the lead and walked in and sat on the chair on the left, and snorted: "The head of the house really doesn't need to be so mysterious, and she's not the old lady of the past, and you're so shameless when you put this up. ?"

The person behind the screen coughed a few times: "The cold wind in the middle of the night is disturbing, it is really annoying, so I have to block it."

The old man knew that the other party was mocking them who suddenly came to the door.

Speaking of this yin and yang peculiar aura, with a needle hidden in the cotton, as well as this leisurely and gentle tone, and a familiar tone, it should be undoubtedly the owner of the house.

However, without seeing the face of the other party, the old man is still suspicious.

The person behind the screen didn't give him a chance to question again, so he said directly: "Ah Zhong, you can remove the screen, so that some people will not be suspicious."

Butler Zhong pushed open the screen and walked towards Yu Qiuran.

He took off the cape from the hanger next to him and put it on Yu Qiuran's shoulders like he usually talks to Dad Yu, "Sir, be careful of catching a cold."

Yu Qiuran changed her voice to imitate Dad Yu's smiling tone: "Don't worry."

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the clan elders below: "I know why you are here, but I advise you not to waste your efforts..."

Before she finished speaking, a clan elder in the front row howled and fell from the chair in a panic. Then he limped out without caring about the pain in his ass.

The screen was removed, and the night wind whistled, passing through the hall, blowing out the two lanterns at the door, and the light in the hall became even more dim.

Yu Qiuran's pale face was particularly terrifying under the reflection of the small lamp on the table in front of her.

Her seven orifices are slowly bleeding outward. But she herself seemed to be unaware of this, and looked calmly at the two rows of people in the hall who were shaking and frowning: "What's the matter with you? Did you come here in the middle of the night to show me a comedy dance?"

Old clan elders can't bear to go back with irony. He pressed his throbbing chest and forced himself to look up at the other party—under the bloodstains on the "Patriarch"'s face, he could vaguely see that it was indeed a familiar face.

He asked, teeth chattering, "Who are you?"

Yu Qiuran sarcastically said like Dad Yu: "The big family is always dizzy or confused? You came to me and asked me who I was?"

She didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with her, and her tone was exactly the same as usual.

The old man looked at the butler Zhong behind her with a natural expression, calmly added a cup of tea to her, and put it on the table.

Butler Zhong's white shirt cuffs rubbed a large piece of blood that flowed out from "the owner"'s ears and eyes, and dripped on the table, but he didn't seem to see it, and he put the teacup to "the owner" hand handed over.

Yu Qiuran picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, then asked calmly, "Ah Zhong, what's the matter with the lights?"

Butler Zhong bowed and said, "Sir, I checked it only two days ago and found no problems. I'll have someone check it again tomorrow."

Yu Qiuran sneered: "It seems that some people are so annoying that they don't care about the lights."

This must be a trick, trying to scare them, the old man endured the fear in his heart, shaking his lips: "Patriarch, didn't you find something wrong?"

Yu Qiuran's words were mocking: "Being picked on by someone late at night, of course, something is wrong."

She motioned Steward Zhong to distribute the documents on the table to everyone: "Since you are coming to me to reason, let's have a good fight and see what I wronged you."

Showing a weird smile.

She said in a faint voice: "I believe you have the guts to come to disturb me in the middle of the night, and you are already prepared for heavy bleeding."

The old man stood up, wanting to yell at the other party to stop trying to escape the conversation with this little trick, but when he got up, he suddenly saw that the owner of the house behind the desk had no lower body.

"His" legs are like shadows of the void, and his clothes are flat on the wheelchair.

The old man didn't take a breath, his eyes darkened, and he fell forward heavily.

Seeing that they strongly rejected her suggestion to let them stay and see the doctor, they hurriedly withdrew, and Yu Qiuran put down the cup with satisfaction.

Then she took the handkerchief and started frantically "bah bah", God knows how difficult it is for her to drink tea gracefully while "spitting blood".

The next day, Yu Qiuran went to visit Yu's father first.

Father Yu made a statement in the clan this morning, slamming it down, mocking a group of people who came to touch porcelain last night, trying to solve the problem by using bad health, crying, making trouble, and hanging himself. And he will never compromise because of this means.

If it is a ghost, this thing is even more weird. Moreover, many of the group of elders who went there last night developed a high fever when they returned.

Old people think that Yin Qi enters the body. When he remembered that Yu Shishiyi had bumped into ghosts outside the Dongmang Club before, he began to suspect that Yu Qiuran and his son were using methods such as raising little ghosts to curse the clan.

So he lay in the intensive care unit, insisting to find a master to exorcise evil spirits.

Without the hindrance of the clan elders, it would be more convenient for Father Yu to rectify the clan industry.

But Yu Qiuran still persuaded: "You go to surgery first, in my opinion, your body is more important."

Dad Yu smiled with relief: "Okay, but when I come back this time, in addition to teaching them, there is another reason, this project."

Yu Qiuran took the information from Butler Zhong.

Dad Yu took a deep breath: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's a pity to miss it."

Yu Qiuran flipped through it, it was a high-tech communication technology project in cooperation with Zhanjia.

Dad Yu's face could not hide the tiredness: "I have been following up for a while, but now we need to cooperate deeply. The Zhan family wants people who have the right to speak up and talk privately. ."

He smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect my body to be so unsatisfactory, Xiaoran, can you go for me?"

In order to make Dad Yu feel at ease to recuperate and perform surgery, Yu Qiuran took over this problem.

Seeing her nodding, Dad Yu laughed: "Then you can leave now, and we will meet you this morning."

"In such a hurry!" Yu Qiuran was taken aback, "I haven't read the information carefully!"

Dad Yu urged her: "It doesn't matter, the first meeting is to connect feelings, not to talk about work right away."

Yu Qiuran was driven to the shelves by ducks and set off immediately.

Before leaving, she asked Butler Zhong to pass a message: "Grandpa Zhong, because Ayi is worried, he may come to Vientiane Garden to find me in a while, you tell him that I will be back in the afternoon when I am done. College."

Butler Zhong nodded.

Not long after she left, Ao Jingyi arrived.

Faced with his worrying question, Butler Zhong paused, and according to Father Yu's instructions, he said respectfully, "Master, he went on a blind date."

Ao Jingyi stood up in shock: "Blind date? How could it be! And doesn't Ah Ran have a fiancée?"