What's the matter, although she loves herself, she doesn't love her to the point where she gets goosebumps all over, okay?
Who the hell wrote this to scare her?
Fortunately, Bao'er was smart enough to detect something wrong with the boy and the envelope in time, opened the letter paper, and read the signed signature.
Otherwise, she would still be lazily lying beside Mo Lingyuan this early in the morning.
If this letter did not fall into Bao'er's hands by chance, but was delivered to the bedroom by a random guard in the mansion, and Mo Lingyuan knew about it...
The consequences could be disastrous.
The trust that was built up between her and Mo Lingyuan will collapse in an instant.
Even if she immediately revealed her identity and said that Yun Che was her and she was Yun Che, Mo Lingyuan would still feel resentment and disappointment that she was tricked into applauding her.
Chu Yunyao rubbed her forehead, it seemed that she was going to choose a time to take the initiative to confess to Mo Lingyuan.
In case Mo Lingyuan misunderstood that she really had an affair with Yun Che and gave him a cuckold.
Bao'er read the contents of the letter from the beginning to the end, curled her lips, and was extremely speechless: "The person who wrote the letter is too shameless, I know, I think these out-of-the-box love stories are fabricated.
Those who didn't know, thought that you and Mr. Yun had already exchanged privately.
This, this is really, too much. "
Bao'er raised her hand and tore the letter paper to pieces, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it together with the envelope into the brazier: "If the content of this letter is seen by the master, miss, you will not be able to clean it even if you jump into the Yellow River." .
What is the purpose of the person who wrote the letter? "
Chu Yunyao supported her head, dipped her other hand in the tea, and wrote and drew on the desktop: "The identity of Yun Che was the last retreat I left for myself in order to completely draw a line with the Mohists.
Although I played Yun Che a few times in Jincheng, there are not many opportunities for Yun Che to appear.
In this era, women's identities are too strict, and many things have to be done as men in order to settle things easily.
Although it was widely circulated by people in Jincheng, and various story scripts were compiled, after more and more people knew that the little doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded was Mrs. Mo, few people compared me with Yun. Che got involved.
I have only been in the south for a short time now, and Yun Che only appeared yesterday.
Other than the He family, I really can't think of anyone else who would write this letter to me in a self-righteous tone, pretending to be Yun Che, and using frivolous words like a man seduces a married woman... …”
Thinking of the contents of the letter, Chu Yunyao felt deeply uncomfortable. The two bowls of chicken soup she just drank in the morning were churning in her stomach, and she wanted to vomit.
Seeing Chu Yunyao's disgusted face, Bao'er comforted her and said, "Miss, don't be angry, just treat that letter as being written to you by the master, and feel better."
Chu Yunyao: "..."
That's right, I've been with Mo Lingyuan for so long, yet I haven't received the lingering love letter written by him.
The expression on Chu Yunyao's face became cheerful for a moment, and after a while, it changed again, her tone of distaste: "Forget it, how can this kind of thing be compared with Ling Yuan? A matter of state."
Boa: "..."
Bao'er nodded in agreement: "Although the master is handsome, he has always been cold. He only smiles when facing you, miss. He really doesn't look like someone who can write such words."
Bao'er poked the ball of paper with tongs, burning the ball of paper into ashes, and asked anxiously: "Miss, the man invited you to the top of Dongshan Mountain, are you going or not?"