Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

At the same time, Jiu Ye's men were keenly aware of something unusual and quietly moved closer to Tang Bufan and Bo Ling. But Tang Bufan didn't notice, his eyes always stayed on Bo Ling.

"I am well aware that my behavior that day was too reckless and caused you trouble. But my feelings for you are sincere and I really hope you can give me a chance." Tang Bufan said sincerely.

Bo Ling listened to Tang Bufan's words, feeling deeply moved. Just as she was about to respond, she suddenly sensed a figure approaching. Without hesitation, she grabbed Tang Bufan's hand and ran off.

However, Bo Ling didn't know that the two men just wanted to get closer to confirm whether it was their little ancestor.

Tang Bufan and Bo Ling ran as fast as they could into a dark alley, temporarily escaping the pursuit. They were breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"Who are they? Why are they chasing us?" Tang Bufan asked anxiously while panting.

Bo Ling's face was as pale as paper, and he looked nervous. "I don't know either, but judging from their aura, they definitely have ill intentions. We must leave this place as soon as possible."

After saying that, the two of them didn't dare to stop for a moment and continued to run. The footsteps behind them were getting closer and closer, as if the god of death was approaching step by step.

Suddenly, Bo Ling stopped and pointed to a high wall in front of him. He said hurriedly, "Climb over the wall! This is our only way out!"

Tang Bufan nodded, took a deep breath, took a few steps, and jumped up with all his might.

However, when he climbed to the top of the wall, the scene before him made his heart sink to the bottom. Outside the wall stood a group of men in black, led by none other than Jiu Ye's capable subordinate.

"It's over now..." Tang Bufan groaned inwardly.

But strangely, Jiu Ye's people did not take action immediately, but carefully confirmed whether their little ancestor was really with Tang Shao.

When Jiu Ye's men recognized the little ancestor and Tang Shao, in the moment when Tang Shao was stunned, these people disappeared without a trace like ghosts.

Tang Bufan stared blankly at the empty street, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

However, Tang Shao thought that he was too nervous and his eyes were blurry and he saw things wrong.

He shook his head, trying to wake himself up. However, when he looked in that direction again, he found that the shadow had disappeared.

Tang Bufan didn't have time to think, so he jumped off the wall and continued to run away with Bo Ling. They passed through several streets and alleys and finally came to an abandoned factory.

The place was desolate, overgrown with weeds, with mottled walls and broken windows. The air was filled with a stale and decayed smell.

"Let's hide here first." Tang Bufan said, panting.

The two hid in a warehouse, leaned against the wall, and listened to the noise outside. After a while, the sound of pursuit gradually faded away, as if those people had given up chasing.

Bo Ling breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Tang Bufan. If it weren't for you, I would have been caught by them long ago."

Tang Bufan smiled and said, "You're welcome. This is what I should do. But what should we do now?"

Bo Ling was silent for a moment. "I don't know either. But I don't want to implicate you anymore. You should leave as soon as possible."

Tang Bufan shook his head. "I won't abandon you. Let's work together to find a way to solve this problem."

At this time, Nan Xuan told Fu Jiuyan the news brought back by his men with a serious face. After hearing this, Fu Jiuyan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart that his little ancestor was finally found, just like the missing heart finally returned to his body.

On the other side, Bo Ling slowly came back to his senses without realizing it.

She realized that these people had left without hesitation after only seeing her face. Bo Ling began to think that perhaps these people were sent by Fu Jiuyan.

After all, only Fu Jiuyan's people would treat him with respect and would never hurt her easily.

When Bo Ling thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart.

She knew very well that she was no longer the same person she used to be and could no longer match Fu Jiuyan.

At this time, Bo Ling silently took Tang Bufan's hand and slowly walked out of the abandoned factory.

Her heart was like an overturned spice box, with all kinds of emotions intertwined, complex and indescribable.

When they stepped out of the factory gate, the sunlight outside was particularly dazzling, and Bo Ling had to squint slightly.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

"Bo Ling, are you okay?" Tang Bufan looked at Bo Ling, his eyes full of worry.

Bo Ling shook her head gently and forced a smile on her face: "I'm fine, don't worry, let's go."

After saying that, she slowly took a step forward, and Tang Bufan followed behind her. The two walked silently without saying a word along the way.

Bo Ling's thoughts were in a tangled mess, and she didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

She clearly understood that she and Fu Jiuyan could not go back to the past, but her heart could never completely let him go.

Just as Bo Ling was lost in thought, her cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence. She took out her phone and saw an unfamiliar number on the screen.

Bo Ling hesitated for a moment, a strange sense of nervousness welling up in her heart. Finally, she pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Is this Bo Ling? I'm Fu Jiuyan." A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, which made her heart beat faster.

"Fu...Jiuyan?" Bo Ling was very surprised. "How did you get my phone number?"

"I know that what happened back then caused you a lot of harm. I've always regretted why I didn't protect you well."

Fu Jiuyan's voice was filled with a hint of guilt, and his eyes were fixed on a certain place, as if Bo Ling was right in front of him, wanting to see the pain and sorrow deep in her heart through her eyes.

Bo Ling couldn't help but shed tears as she listened to Fu Jiuyan's words.

The pain and grievances that were once buried deep in my heart now surged into my heart like a flood.

She covered her mouth, trying to stop herself from crying, but she couldn't control the emotions inside.

"Fu Jiuyan, stop talking..." Bo Ling's voice was trembling. She tried to stay calm, but her tears kept flowing.

She didn't want to recall those dark days anymore, and she didn't want to hear Fu Jiuyan's self-blame and regret.

"No, I want to say. Bo Ling, I like you. I have liked you for all these years." Fu Jiuyan's tone was firm and gentle, and his eyes were full of sincerity and affection.

At this moment, he imagined reaching out his hand, gently stroking Bo Ling's face, and wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Bo Ling was touched, but she didn't know how to respond to Fu Jiuyan's feelings.

She had been hurt before and didn't dare to believe in love easily. But Fu Jiuyan's sincerity and persistence moved her heart and made her feel unprecedented warmth and care.

"Give me a chance to make up for my past mistakes, okay?" Fu Jiuyan said softly, his eyes full of expectation and desire.