Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

Chapter 138: Ye Yanmo, you are despicable

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Fortunately, the son said that even if he knew that Uncle Ye was actually his father, he would not abandon her mother and father.Read novels on *Xiao*shuo*.com

It's hard for Ye Yanmo to say!

Chinese people all have the idea of ​​returning to their roots.

If he knew that Yin Guo was actually his son, he would immediately try to take it back and let Yin Guo go to the Ye family to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan. [

And now that I want power but no power, money but no money, if I really want to file a lawsuit, I am afraid that the chance of winning is very small, almost equal to zero!

She has lost everything, she can't lose her son, absolutely not!

"Okay, Guozi, have you finished your homework? If not, I'll ask your Uncle Jun to send your homework..."

Yin Yanyan began to avoid the topic.

"It's already done." Yin Guo replied lazily.That bit of homework wasn't enough for him to get between his teeth.

"Uh..." Yin Yanyan was at a loss for words.

She didn't want her son to ask about Ye Yanmo again, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because she was under too much psychological pressure from not being able to find a job, and she hadn't slept well these days.

It was just a fake sleep for a while, but I didn't expect to really fall asleep.

When I woke up, the sky was already full of colorful clouds outside.

She opened her eyes and saw Ye Yanmo sitting on the sofa next to the hospital bed.

There was a notebook on the coffee table in front of him, and his slender fingers were flying on the keyboard, obviously dealing with official business.

His profile was as handsome as ever, and he looked lazy and casual.

But the movement is not slow, free and easy...

Yin Yanyan was stunned for a moment, as if she had returned to six years ago.

He was sitting in her bedroom writing his dissertation defense, the expression on his face was as casual and unrestrained as it is now, and he was typing very fast...

And at that time, she liked to secretly watch him work from the side.

She always felt that he was so handsome like this. Not only did this man have a good looks that even women would envy, but he was also so capable.

No matter how she looks at it, she likes it, no matter how she sees it, she can't get enough of it...[

Originally, I thought I could stay together quietly for a lifetime like this, but I didn't expect——

Everything is just a play, a mirror image...

Somewhere in her heart seemed to be pierced with a row of needles, Yin Yanyan suddenly averted her eyes, not wanting to look at him again.

"You can watch it for a while, I don't mind."

Ye Yanmo didn't lift his head, and spoke lightly.

It turned out that he had already noticed it!

Yin Yanyan was a little embarrassed, and snorted: "Who is looking at you, where is Yin Guo?"

The little guy was not in the room, which made her heart sink slightly.

"He's hungry, I asked Jun Mu to take him out for dinner." Ye Yanmo still didn't look up.

How does Junmu have this American time?

Yin Yanyan raised her eyebrows: "Isn't Junmu very busy? I heard that he will finish a big play within two months..."

After Yin Yanyan resigned, because he was afraid of hurting Junmu, he had very little contact with him.

Jun Mu called her from time to time, but she dismissed them with a few words.

And Yin Yanyan also knew from Jun Mu's few words that he was very busy recently, and he connected several film appointments one after another, without touching the ground.

In his own words, Boss Ye practiced him so much that he didn't even have time to fart. Bleak Bleak 

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