Bo sijin's expression was a little unnatural when ye chuyan hugged him. Although it was only for a moment, he hesitated for a moment before he raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently.
"Chuyan, don't cry. Let's go in and talk."
Bo sijin sighed, his heart softening.
After all, he had liked her when he was young. In his impression, ye chuyan had always been proud and bright like the sun. He had never seen her in such a fragile state.
Perhaps she had been wronged abroad?
Ye chuyan was crying so hard that her face was covered in tears. When she heard Bo sijin's words, she nodded obediently. She didn't notice that Bo sijin had called her " chuyan " instead of the intimate " ah Yan.
..
Ye chuyan stayed in the Marshal's residence. Bo sijin's attitude was still unclear. He did not overstep his boundaries to ye chuyan, but he did not cut off her thoughts either.
If Fu min knew about this, he would definitely scold this bastard again.
