Chapter 697 – 697: What Occurred?

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There was no signal of Lù Chuan or the Previous Grasp.

Shi Qingyue heaved a sigh of aid and pulled Lù Yue’an as much as the second flooring proper behind her.

She dragged Shi Qingyue again to her personal room.

After Lù Yue’an entered the room, she was very confused and checked out Shi Qingyue.

Shi Qingyue was nonetheless panting closely, as if she was being chased by somebody.

Lù Yue’an knit her brows and checked out her, rubbing her personal wrist subconsciously.

She checked out Shi Qingyue hesitantly and known as out, “Mother?”

Shi Qingyue out of the blue turned to have a look at her. Lù Yue’an was frightened by Shi Qingyue’s gaze.

“Mommy, what occurred?”

Shi Qingyue slowly calmed down as she watched Lù Yue’an .

“No, it’s nothing.”

Lù Yue’an’s brows had been nonetheless tightly knitted; she clearly didn’t consider her.

Lù Yue’an didn’t see the information she needed to see even after trying by them one after the other.

She scrolled by the interface and located the chat that she had despatched beforehand. The most recent message was nonetheless the identical one she had despatched—the opposite social gathering had not replied.

Lù Yue’an’s eyes darkened. She appeared on the chat field on her telephone and scrolled up to have a look at the chat historical past from earlier than.

As flipped by the messages, all the best way till a number of years in the past.

A couple of years in the past, the opposite social gathering spoke rather more and gave extra directions, whereas she solely replied with a number of phrases. At the moment, she nonetheless felt very irritated by it and didn’t truly wish to reply in any respect.

Nevertheless, now that her id had modified, the one who didn’t wish to reply was the opposite social gathering.

Lù Yue’an couldn’t assist however really feel dissatisfied. It was very troublesome for her to simply accept the present scenario.

She debated whether or not to ship one other message, or to make a telephone name.

She clenched her fists, unable to make up her thoughts.

At this second, a message popped up.

Surprised, Lù Yue’ an clicked on it and took a glance.

The final time the 2 of them chatted was round August or September.

Zhu Hui: [An’an, are you free? Can we go out for a walk?]