Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1783: Ancient home? Who is Gu Yue?

Yue'er heard the words, covered her lips and smiled, and looked at the maid next to her.

When she laughed, the fox eyes narrowed into slits, with a unique cunning and agility that was completely different from her appearance.

"Master, I've heard your words from countless men who want to strike up a conversation. I want to know what my surname is. Hmph, you're not sincere, so I won't tell you!"

After saying that, Yue'er rolled her sleeves and walked forward gracefully.

The eye wave she threw at her was captivating!

Pang Boyuan's heart swayed.

He hurriedly followed, without any panic on his face, smiling again and again.

"Sorry, it was abrupt, please forgive me for lying."

"It's just that after I started doing business, I've seen countless beauties in pink and pink, but they're not as smart and pretty as a girl."

"I couldn't help it for a while, so I came up with an excuse to ask for the name, but it was wrong."

Yue'er glanced at him and let out a hum from the tip of her nose.

"It's okay to tell you. My surname is Gu. If you ask around, you know that our Gu family can't afford it, so what if you know the name? Don't provoke me, I'm afraid you can't afford it!"

Pang Boyuan hesitated for a moment.

Ancient home? He hadn't really heard of it.

Before coming to the capital, he had deliberately inquired about those powerful and powerful nobles.

Why didn't you know there was a character named Gu Family?

Pang Boyuan's face was calm, and he said solemnly: "The girl misunderstood, but she was unhappy when she saw your sadness. I accidentally heard that your parents passed away. I think of my own life experience, and I feel a little sympathetic to each other."

Gu Yue's footsteps stopped, she turned her head, and the fox looked at him with watery eyes.

"Your parents are gone too?"

Seeing that she was willing to talk to her, Pang Bo immediately showed a more gentle and regretful smile.

He shook his head: "My mother passed away early, and my father dragged me to grow up through hardships and hardships. We have been dependent on each other for many years, so I can understand the girl's mood very well."

Having said that, Gu Yue lifted the veil and wiped the corners of her eyes with a sullen expression.

"How do you understand? Everyone in the world knows that as the direct daughter of Uncle Changping, I don't worry about food, clothing, marriage, marriage, and marriage, but, even with so many, I can no longer be filial to my parents. Who can understand this kind of loneliness? No support?"

Chang Pingbo?

Pang Boyuan had heard of it, but Chang Pingbo seemed to be a powerful man in a foreign county. Why was his daughter in the capital?

At this time, the maid saw her master crying sadly, and couldn't help but persuaded: "Miss, don't be sad, be careful that your eyes hurt from crying, the old lady knows how distressed it is!"

"Since we are in the capital this time, the eldest young master has instructed to let Miss Biao accompany you to relax more."

It was originally a visit.

Pang Boyuan had an answer in his heart.

He took a step forward: "I know that I may seem frivolous when I say such a thing. But seeing the girl like this, I feel really distressed in my heart."

"The girl's relatives can't bear to watch you wash your face in tears. If the girl doesn't mind, I can take you to a temple on the outskirts of Beijing. When I first came to Beijing, I ordered a cup for my mother in that temple. The longevity lamp is more familiar with the abbot there."

"I can accompany the girl and give your parents two lamps before the Buddha. Maybe you will feel better in your heart."

Gu Yue covered her eyes with a handkerchief, and pursed the corners of her lowered lips slightly.

She raised her head and seemed to be a little puzzled: "Are you taking me? It's not good..."

Gu Yue's eyes fell, looking at the box he was holding in his hand: "Princess Fangcai also asked you to bring something to a girl. Come to think of it, your good things are coming. If you take me out, I'm afraid I can't tell."