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Something... She should have slowly learned that their relationship was fair.

"Zhuo Yanfeng... "You are Zhuo Yanfeng …" She closed her beautiful eyes, and a pang of pain appeared on her face that was always calm and indifferent. "It's really like him …" "Truly …"

Without waiting for Zhuo Nianfeng to react, Ouyang Yu's mother suddenly grabbed her arm and hugged her.

"You … Know my family? " Zhuo Yanfeng asked softly as she hugged him, forcefully relaxing his taut muscles.

But Ouyang Yu's mother didn't answer and just tightly hugged her.

"Auntie, is' he 'surnamed Zhuo or Qin?" Zhuo Yanfeng knew he shouldn't have asked, but as she hugged him, the blood in his body began to boil.

She still did not speak, as if she had been petrified.

"Auntie?" Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with her body, as it gradually sank down. Zhuo Yanfeng hurriedly supported her and anxiously shouted, "Auntie, are you alright?"

Did he provoke her?

The originally pale face of Ouyang Yu's mother was now even more bloodless. The red scar on her left cheek made her look especially malevolent. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was weak.

From the moment she turned around, she could tell that her vital energy and blood were insufficient. However, she didn't expect to faint so easily.

"Sister Meng!" A middle-aged man walked over and helped me support her. He frowned and shouted, "Xiao Li, Huang Yu, come here quickly …"

"No need, I'm fine." Ouyang Dihua's mother feebly raised a hand to stroke her forehead and let out a smile. "Help me to a chair to rest for a bit and I'll be fine."

"Today's weather is too hot. Since you've been sitting here all afternoon and caught a cold, you should go back to bed." The middle-aged man carefully supported her as he spoke.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Not far away, Ouyang Yu was carrying a cup of tea. Seeing that she was being supported by many people, he hurriedly handed the teacup in his hand to a girl beside him before hurrying over.

"I'm fine, I might have sat for too long." I'm fine. She smiled.

Ouyang Shuo glanced at Zhuo Nianfeng and smiled. His voice carried a hint of a coquettish tone, but he said without any resistance, "Mom will rest today. We'll come see you again next time. Be obedient."

Ouyang Yu's mother looked deeply at Zhuo Nianfeng and nodded. "Okay, Feng, remember to come next time with Yu-er. I'm feeling a little unwell today, sorry for the formalities."

She spoke slowly, very gracefully and politely.

"Don't worry, Mom." Ouyang Yu turned to Zhuo Xinfeng and smiled. "Wait for me outside. I'll send mother back to her room first."

"Alright," Zhuo Yanfeng nodded his head and waved towards his mother, who was still looking at him. "Auntie, rest more. I'll see you next time."

She smiled again, nodded, and fell silent.

Now that we have met … There was no need to finish the conversation in a hurry.

Zhuo Yanfeng also thought the same.

She'd been by Ouyang Yu's side for so long that she'd never taken the initiative to inquire about anything.

However, she paid attention to his words. Although she didn't ask him anything, she was still more and more familiar with his clan members. It was just that she had never heard of his mother before.

Zhang Ruo Lan was the stepmother that brought Ouyang Qing Xue into the Ouyang family. The old man seemed to love her dearly, but it was a pity that she had a daughter. Although both fathers liked their daughters, the old man couldn't leave the family business to Ouyang Qing Xue.

Therefore, Zhang Ruo Lan had to form a marriage alliance and find a powerful husband for her daughter so she could contend against Ouyang Yu.

The reason she was so anxious to use her teenage daughter as a bargaining chip was because she was afraid that the Ouyang Family would force them out, right?

Han Muyun was too young, and her parents were just senior executives who didn't fight for power, so it was useless to her, right? That's why the engagement was delayed...

Zhuo Yanfeng was half-squatting in front of a bunch of beautiful flying swallow grass outside the door, and his mind was filled with that half burnt face.

and what she said -- it's so much like him...

Zhuo Yanfeng was very interested in this strange institution, as well as Ouyang Yu's mother's past.

Perhaps … She knew the truth about that year …

"I like this Flying Swallow Grass the most. When it blooms, it is very warm." An old voice sounded from behind him. Following which, an old man in his seventies who was trembling as he squatted beside Zhuo Yanfeng and stroked his Flying Swallow Grass as he mumbled to himself.

By the time Ouyang Yu came out, it was already more than ten minutes later.

Seeing him walk away, the old grandpa slowly stood up and smiled to him, "Eldest Young Master, come visit me often from now on to see Madam."

"I know." With a smile, Ouyang Yu walked towards the car. "Feng, let's go."

"Old grandpa, I'm leaving. Goodbye." Zhuo Yanfeng waved to the old man in front of him and got into the car. Just as he fastened his seat belt, the car quickly turned around and headed down the mountain.

"What did you talk to the old man about?" Ouyang Yu didn't follow the original path down the mountain. Instead, he turned a corner and sped toward the peak.

"He likes flowers and plants, I like him just as much. I was just chatting about flowers and plants."

"Is that so?"

"Yes." Zhuo Yanfeng nodded his head, looking at the gradually darkening sky and fell silent.

Ouyang Yu didn't say anything else as his car sped along the winding mountain road. The mountain breeze brought a chill to the air, and night had already begun to fall.

"Young Master, Auntie she …" Zhuo Yanfeng's mind was filled with his mother's face. He raised his head to look at the gradually fading stars in the sky. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Did she get scared by me?"

"Haha, how could that be?" Ouyang Yu chuckled and suddenly stopped the car. "We're here."

They had already reached the top of the mountain, and the night had completely enveloped their surroundings. The street lamps emitted a faint yellow light, but it was still not as bright as the stars in the night sky.

"This is an extremely beautiful place. It has always been so beautiful in my memory." He got out of the car and leaned against the front of the car. He looked up at the stars and muttered, "When I was young, I could only come out with my mother twice a year. She would always bring me here to see the stars. "Look, it's beautiful."

Zhuo Yanfeng raised his head, looking at the gradually multiplying stars, and silently nodded his head.

"It seems like I can reach them with my hand." Ouyang Yu stretched out his hand and shook it gently. "Mommy said that if you grew a little taller, you would be able to stand against the starry sky. If you grew a little taller, you would be able to pluck the brightest stars and gift them to your beloved girl."

"Your mother must love you very much." Zhuo Yanfeng got off the car, looked up at the starry sky, and said in a low voice.

"The person who loves me the most in this world is her. Only she will not force me to do something I don't like, and only she will tell me to be a good person and not a person who struggles for power and benefits." An extremely faint smile appeared on Ouyang Shuo's face.

What happened to my mother, who didn't fight for power and profit?

If he was born in such a clan, he would only be trampled on if he was too weak.

"I've never been a good person, but because of mother, I've done the first good thing in my life." Ouyang Yu seemed to be muttering to himself, "After independence at the age of eighteen, I followed my mother's wishes and established this institution. I hope she won't close herself down and lead a lonely life. "But as you can see, she is still the same, without sadness or joy. I am sometimes very worried that one day, she will grow tired of this bustling world and abandon me to leave …"

Zhuo Yanfeng suddenly felt his heart ache.

More accurately, it was her heart that was hurting.

That was because her parents had already abandoned her and left …

"I've grown taller as well, but I'm unable to pluck out the brightest star to give her. Let her be happier." Ouyang Yu's voice became softer and softer until it disappeared in the night wind.

"What's going on? Why is my aunt like this?" He didn't know if Ouyang Yu would tell her, but Zhuo Nianfeng really wanted to know.

"Disfigurement." Ouyang Yu turned his head to look at her, sitting on the head of the car and swinging his long legs. "Because of some trivial matters more than ten years ago, you destroyed your own face in one breath and refused to treat your injuries." You women, it's really strange, always doing some crazy weird thing … "Ha, I can't avoid someone as smart and kind as my mother." Ouyang Yu said with a relaxed tone.

How could such a beautiful woman be willing to ruin her own appearance?

How could the Ouyang Family allow such a thing to happen to that young mistress?

It seemed that the women of the large clans were as complicated as the harem …

"But... "Is that so?" Zhuo Yanfeng frowned slightly. Although he didn't converse much with his mother, he could feel that her personality was as calm as water. It was unbelievable that her face was disfigured due to family disputes.

"Feng, look at the foot of the mountain." Ouyang Yu didn't answer her question.

"Oh …" Zhuo Nianfeng's thoughts were thrown away, and he turned around to walk towards the flat stone steps at the top of the mountain. All he saw were lights flickering on the side of the mountain.

The most eye-catching spot was a resplendent flame on the east side. It formed the shape of a star, shining brilliantly.

"So beautiful." Looking at the huge star, he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"That's the hospital, the star planted for my mother." Ouyang Yu also walked to her side, his face filled with extreme gentleness as he stared at the flickering lights.

Zhuo Yanfeng's heart warmed. He helped his mother pluck a star and let her live in it …

I really didn't expect Ouyang Yu to be so warm and affectionate. I'm so touched.

"Look at the starry sky." Ouyang Yu pointed at the night sky, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "I caught a star that was too mischievous."

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at his tightly clenched hands and felt that he was playing with himself again.

"You don't believe me?" Ouyang Yu turned his head to look at her. He slowly opened his hand, and a silver object slowly fell from his palm.

That thin ray of light fell from his fingers at an extremely slow speed, like a flowing firefly. Even though I knew he was teasing me, I still couldn't help but reach out my hand to catch that beautiful light.

A thin, soft, ice-cold chain fell into Zhuo Yanfeng's hands, and the palm of his hand was wrapped in a fragmented light. A star the size of a red bean lay peacefully like a dewdrop on the streamlined pendant, it was extremely beautiful.

"Is this a necklace?" He raised his head and asked as he looked at the glittering bracelet on his palm.