Seeing that his son really didn’t respond to the photos Patriarch Bucham brought, he stuffed the photos back into the envelope in disappointment, and said in disappointment: “I don’t know when you will find that girl, the old Mrs. York is back, I will look for her again, and ask her to invite that master to come over and help us figure out where that girl is now.”

Julian said: “Dad, the master said that the fate is over, and he will never see us again. Even Grandma York said that he would never see us again. Those masters outside the square are different from ordinary people like us. He said he would never see us again. We don’t see him, even if we try to find him, we can’t find him.”

Patriarch Bucham: “…”

That’s exactly what the Master said.

He said that he met him once because of some predestined relationship with them, and made a fortune for his son.

They would never see each other again when the world ended.

He also said that his mortal relationship with them was also his mortal relationship with Old Mrs. York, and after meeting them, his mortal relationship with her also ended.

Please the Old Mrs. York didn’t bother him any more.

Although the Old Mrs. York was reluctant, she had to respect the other party’s decision.

master whom few people had ever seen had

walked out of

wife and

seem to hear what his son

He went downstairs, disappointed.

the big envelope in his hand, she knew what he had done. She asked with concern: “How is it? My son responded.

Bucham threw the big envelope on the coffee

my son didn’t respond at all, and he didn’t even

sighed, “This is

took out those photos and looked at them, she said, “Could it be that these

Bucham: “There are also beautiful ones,

do? He has seen almost all the young girls in Wiltspoon, but he hasn’t found a girl who can make him feel differently. They are all twenty-four years old.

as she thought of the excellent son she raised, who would be a bachelor for the rest of his

did he

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