"It seems that you should know that it was just a misunderstanding that night." Han Lin looked at Mei Beichen.

Mei Beichen held junle Yan's hand and tightened it slightly. "That night, I was too impulsive, but I think you and Yan had better keep a distance of friends."

Naturally, all three people can understand the meaning of this sentence.

Jun Le Yan was a little embarrassed, but Han Lin looked directly at Mei Beichen. After a while, he said faintly, "OK, I know."

"Why don't you... Go into the house." junle Yan said. It's not the same thing for the three to pestle at the door. With that, she took out the key and opened the door.

When the three entered the room, junle Yan looked at the atmosphere in front of him and said, "I'll make tea. You sit down first."

But when she went into the kitchen to make tea, Han Lin glanced at the busy figure in the kitchen, and then said to Mei Beichen, "have you and Yan Yan been to the ancestral hall of Jun's house?"

"It seems that you are well informed." Mei Beichen said.

Han Lin pursed his thin lips. In fact, he only knew that Mei Beichen and Yan Yan went to Luocheng together, but he could think that Yan Yan wanted to take Mei Beichen to Jun's ancestral temple. After all, that would be the most powerful persuasion.

Now, it was confirmed from Mei Beichen's mouth, which made his heart seem to be quiet all at once, as if everything had settled.

"Sometimes it's really frustrating and helpless to be destined for such a thing." Han Lin said. Many times, he always said that man will conquer heaven, but he was so powerless in this kind of thing.

No matter how much wealth, no matter how much effort and determination, there is no way to change an identity, an identity of life.

After a pause, Han Lin said, "you are luckier than me. If Yan Yan has never inherited the blood curse of the king's family and has no so-called life, I won't give up even if she loves you now!"

Mei Beichen narrowed his eyes, and a fierce momentum gushed out of him, "whether she inherits the blood curse or not, she will be mine, and no one can take her!"

"Really?" Han Lin said faintly, as if he didn't care what Mei Beichen said. What he cared about was Yan Yan. It was the woman who entered his life when he was four years old. It was this woman that made him start to have the idea of wanting to understand the world and slowly enter the world.

If there were no Yan, there would be no him now. Unfortunately, in this war, he is destined to be a loser.

If there was no blood curse, he could still fight, but now he doesn't even have a chance to fight.

"I really envy you. It's fate to be loved by her." Han Lin said, glancing at junle Yan who was still in the kitchen. "Tell her I have no time to drink tea and go first." then he stepped out of the apartment.

Mei Beichen frowned and envied... Is it because everyone in the jun family is destined to fall in love with their own destiny?

Han Lin stepped out of the door of the community and got on a black car. "Go back." he ordered the driver in the front row. When he came here today, he was just waiting for Yan Yan, waiting for an answer. Now, he has waited.