Chapter 630

"No, no, ma'am, you misunderstood Mr. Lu."

Meng Ya is not a fool either. After hearing Ye Shuli's insistent questions, she reacts with a slight stupor. Only with this opening, she defends Mr. Lu.

"At that time, Mr. Lu was painting in the backyard. He was just a teacher. When the magistrate came, he was not qualified to show his face. Later, when there was an accident in our family, his father immediately asked him to leave, so he had no chance to participate in it."

Meng Ya's explanation was reasonable, but ye Shuli didn't let go of his doubt. Instead, he continued to ask: "in this case, from your family's accident to your being driven out of Fanwu, Mr. Lu has been looking for you in the middle of it?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu came to me and my father at the risk of being found by the magistrate." Dream bud is still without thinking, the tone is determined to the extreme, obviously very believe in their sweetheart.

After hearing this, ye Shuli's lips showed a sneer, and then said, "tell me how he found you."

"The night before we were driven out of Fanwu, Mr. Lu came to my house to persuade my father and I to run away in the dark. He said that the magistrate would not let us go, but my sister was taken away by the magistrate at that time. How could my father and I leave my sister behind?"

After slowing down, Meng Ya has gradually stabilized her mood. Although she can see that she has only been forced down, it is obviously better than before.

"Mr. Lu advised my father for a long time. Seeing that he didn't agree with me, he came to persuade me again. But at that time, because I was worried about my sister, I couldn't listen to him. So at last, Mr. Lu told my father that if something really happened, we should protect ourselves anyway. He would find a way to help us get revenge. Let's do whatever we can Don't be impulsive. You must protect yourself, but... "

Speaking of this, Meng Ya choked again, "but dad didn't listen, and I didn't either. If I had listened to Mr. Lu at that time, now Now, my father won't die. Wuwuwuwu... "

Although there were no tears, Meng Ya's expression was still sad. Seeing it, Wen Jinrui sighed. Then he moved his body as far as possible to block the sight of several people.

Hold Mengya in her arms, gently pat her back, gently comfort her at the same time, ye Shu centrifugal doubt is more and more heavy.

The day before the incident, Mr. Lu went to persuade Meng Ya and her father. How did he know that the magistrate would further persecute Meng Ya's family, and told them that they must protect themselves? Did he know something in advance?

No! As soon as this idea floated in his heart, ye Shuli felt that it was wrong. If Mr. Lu simply knew something, how could he be sure that the magistrate would not kill the Mengya family?

He told them to protect themselves anyway. He knew that the magistrate would not kill them, but how did he know? Mr. Lu has nothing to do with the magistrate, does he?

If not, why do you happen to persuade them the night before the incident, and when they see that the persuasion is invalid, they deliberately tell them to protect themselves?

If we really heard something, we should try our best to let them escape. But if we didn't hear anything, how could we be sure that the magistrate would do it?

Is it hard to guess?

When ye Shuli realized this, he picked his eyebrows, but then he shook his head. If he guessed, and he was so accurate that even the magistrate would not kill him, would Mr. Lu not be a God?

How could such a person possibly live in such a small place as Tenggu and still try his best to gain fame? Even a loved one has to wait until he has won the title before he dares to marry?

"Meng ya, besides that, has Mr. Lu ever visited you again?"

Hearing this, ye Shuli turns to look at Wen Jinrui. When he sees that he shakes his head slightly, he reacts. Ah Rui must have seen that she was worried just now, so he opens his mouth. At the same time, he doesn't want to make her worry too much.

"No No Hearing this, Mengya seems to want to understand something, but then her eyes look a flash, it is firm down.

It is clear that Meng Ya also realizes that something is wrong, but she still chooses to believe Mr. Lu.

Seeing this, ye Shuli shakes his head slightly. The magic of love is really great. The dream bud Ah.

"The power of the magistrate is enormous. If Mr. Lu comes to find us again, he will find his own way to die. He must have encountered some difficulties, so he will not show his face, otherwise he will never do so."

I don't know whether it's because I see ye Shuli and Wen Jinrui's look wrong, or because I'm afraid Ye Shuli and Wen Jinrui misunderstand Mr. Lu, Meng Ya explains in a hurry.

"Mr. Lu is a real scholar, and my father praised him a lot. Although he didn't explain it at that time, he also meant to marry me to him. Mr. Lu is definitely not that kind of person, absolutely not. He must have encountered some difficulties, he must be!"Listening to Meng Ya's finding these reasons for Mr. Lu, ye Shuli snorted: "Mr. Lu is not that kind of person? What kind of person is it? "

Meng Ya is in a hurry to explain. Maybe even she is not firm. After all, a lot of time has passed since her family had an accident, but Mr. Lu has never appeared. If he is really like what Meng Ya said, how can he not bear to look at her?

What's more, although Ye Shuli doubted it in his heart, he didn't say anything on his face. Meng Ya's explanation, if he hadn't wavered, what would it be?

Sure enough, after that, ye Shuli was stunned to see Meng ya, and then mumbled to himself, as if he also realized what was wrong with his words.

Anyway, she is also the daughter of a rich family. How can Meng Ya not realize her shaking, but then she shakes her head hard, desperately trying to throw those confused thoughts out of her mind. But the more she wants to expel this kind of thoughts, the more serious it is.

Seeing this, ye Shuli and Wen Jinrui look at each other with a sigh in their hearts. Although this silly girl is a little naive, she is not stupid. But it's better to have a long pain than a short one. Now it's time to recognize it.