Chapter 669

In the Shao family's main house, song ye saw a lot of blooming flowers on the other side. It was like a vast sea of blood, guiding her to hell step by step.

"Ha ha, when I saw these flowers for the first time, I was as amazing as you. The master of Shao family is a very elegant person. I have been looking at these flowers on the other side for more than ten years, and I can always detect the sadness among them. Miss song, do you feel it? " I don't know when, doctor Pang has been one step behind her and asked her about her impressions of the flowers.

He said that Shao's family owner's emotion in these flowers was sadness, but song ye saw only blood and sin in his eyes.

Because two lives add up, the other shore flower brings her only death and blood.

"Dr. Pang, I don't want you to disclose the information about the owner of the house to irrelevant people." The housekeeper at the front turned his head and warned. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Ye unintentionally, and his eyes became more alert.

Dr. Pang has been walking around here for more than ten years. He has always been a talkative person. Why is it that he has to bring people up first and then enter the house to disclose the Shao family's privacy at will? He felt that all this willingness came from Song Ye.

The corridor in the house is very long. Because of the color of the roof tiles, the light of the whole room is not good. Song Ye watched the general exquisite layout of Suzhou and Hangzhou gardens all the way, and arrived at the largest room in the middle of the house with the steps of the housekeeper.

In front of the two carved doors, the housekeeper stopped song ye, "doctor Pang is advanced. After getting the consent of the owner, you can go in."

After that, the housekeeper and song ye together guard the door.

After about 20 minutes, Dr. Pang's voice came, "Miss Song, please come in."

The housekeeper suddenly frowned and glanced at Song Ye obliquely, but he didn't say much. He let go with a gesture.

Song Ye droops her eyes and stares at the two exquisite wooden door buttons on the door. She has a strong premonition that as long as she pushes open the door in front of her, she may find a breakthrough in the mystery of her life experience for more than ten years.

But she was not afraid. She resolutely lifted her feet and stepped in.

With a bang, the door closes automatically, and the light in the room becomes dim again.

"Cough, come here." A dull cough came, the man's voice with a thick hoarse, momentum is not reduced.

Song Ye glanced at the low-key layout of the hall, and inferred that the owner of the room was a literati from the calligraphy and painting hanging in the room and the tables and chairs used. She had already walked behind the screen and saw a square table with four treasures on it. Behind the desk was a slightly emaciated figure of a man.

Against the light, song Ye looked at the man in the dark, and her face suddenly raised her eyebrows.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, his figure was a little thin, but his waist was very straight. His face was hidden behind the dark desk, which was full of shadow, but still could not hide the elegance between his eyebrows and eyes.

The man in front of him is a noble royal family. Even in his early 40s, he still can't hide his elegant demeanor.

What makes song Ye suddenly frown is not his handsome, but his appearance, which makes her feel too familiar.

Just like looking in the mirror, song Ye is surprised to find that his appearance is three points similar to each other.

"At last, you came." The man sat behind the table and said to her with a deep brow.

You finally came.

The information in this sentence is so big that song Ye is stunned in situ for a moment, and doesn't know how to react.

The man recognized her and always knew that she was there.

A man's appearance has nothing to do with her.

There must be some connection between the flowers on the other side of the yard and the organizations in the Alps.

There are so many things that can be analyzed that make song Ye's mood more complicated and difficult to say. She opened her mouth and finally said, "what's the relationship between you and me?"

Obviously, it's useless to evade the disguise at this time. The other party has already found out her details, and even said that she has been under his surveillance since she stepped into the territory of the seven families.

In this case, it is easy to make it clear.

"My name is Run Shaw." The man looked at her, then gently raised his hand, put an inkstone on the book case in the palm of his hand, and then, in front of her, let the ink stone disappear.

Song Ye's cold pupil suddenly shrinks in an instant. The shock at the bottom of her eyes is not because of her magic ability, but because this ability is her most familiar, spatial power.

"Now, what do you think is the relationship between us?" Shao Yichen threw the problem back to her, his pale face could not see his expression clearly in the shadow.

Three similar looks, the same spatial ability, just based on these two points, to deny the blood relationship is self deception.The identity of this person is very likely to be her Father.

Father, this name has been added up for more than 18 years. She has no longer thought of it, no longer extravagant hope, and can no longer send out these two obscure syllables from her mouth. It is like a prick in her heart. As the years have passed, she feels diaphragmatic even if it doesn't hurt.

That's how her family feels.

"Sit down. I don't mean to force you. You have something to do when you come to the door. As long as I can help you, I am duty bound." Shao Yichen could see that she was stiff and considerate. Instead of saying anything else, he hailed her like an old friend for many years.

Song Ye sits at the other end of the desk, and his eyes fall on a pair of calligraphy on the desk. It is a piece of wild grass, which is obviously written by Shao Yichen just before their future.

Her fingertips twitch, slightly some pan ache, collected eyes no longer to see.

"My blood mixed with other people's blood, triggered a recessive genetic disease, the body is entering a dormant state." She found it difficult for her to go to the man in front of her to have a feeling of disgust. Even in such a face-to-face manner, she felt very close, and subconsciously relaxed her guard and told him the cause of her illness.

This is rare for a vigilant killer. Ironically, song Ye knows that all this is because of his blood relationship.

"Well, I guess so." Shao Yichen sighed, then raised a gentle smile, "don't worry, I will save you."

I'll save you.

These four words fell in Song Ye's heart, which made her calm as a dead sea of heart lake.

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