So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

But now, I am suddenly afraid of facing an empty house alone, and I don’t want to go back. I am afraid of being alone, and I can see nurses, doctors, and other patients in the hospital at least every day.

It never occurred to him that there would be people in his heart. Ever since he was sensible, Fu Junmei told him that he was not Yao Wanwan's son.

'You are not Yao Wanwan's son, your biological father is a disgusting man, so disgusting that it makes me want to throw up when I think of him, all the men in this world make me feel sick, including you. '

'including you……'

From then on, he didn't even care about his own mother, so how could he care about other women?For the first time he slept with three different women. [

Come back and tell Fu Junmei that women are actually more disgusting than men, as long as men have what they want, they will climb up like ants seeing honey.

Since she was a child, Fu Junmei saw him as if she was an enemy. In that family, he was regarded as Yao Wanwan's successor, and she had no other feelings.

Just as he was fascinated by memories, a nice voice suddenly came from behind, talking to him, "Mr. Yao, hello."

Yao Yi was a little annoyed by the sudden interruption of his thoughts, turned around, and a girl who looked about 20 years old looked at him with a smile on her face, wearing a white chiffon short-sleeved shirt and a beige nine-point shirt underneath. Lun pants, stepping on the sky and hating the sky.

Standing there like a pillar, motionless, Yao Yi sized her up. If she took off the sky-hating height, she would be about the same height as Lu Anyi at most.

Her eyes were not too big, and they narrowed into a slit when she smiled. The thin pink lips under her nose were probably the biggest highlight on her face. As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiley face with your hand. He gradually calmed down, "Are you who."

"Hello, Mr. Yao, I'm an intern reporter of Yuanyan magazine, and my name is Wan Qianqian." The girl said while lowering her head, and found her press card in her bag, and handed it to Yao Yi for him to see.

When Yao Yi heard the word reporter, he became impatient again, and waved to Wan Qianqian, "Hurry up and get out of my sight."

Wan Qianqian has two thick skins since she was a child, thick-skinned and simple and honest. She put her press card back in her bag, and she was not affected by Yao Yi's attitude at all.

Continuing to put on a smiling face, he took two steps forward and asked, "Mr. Yao, it's a pity that you don't go for a walk in such a beautiful morning."

"Don't try to get close to me around the corner, get out of my sight before I call the hospital security to chase you away." Yao Yi said coldly, without mercy.

Wan Qianqian frowned, pouted her red lips, and stood there with a helpless look, "Mr. Yao, I actually sympathize with what you're going through now, but it's already like this, sorry."

Yao Yi's face turned green in anger, and he clenched his fists tightly. If the other party wasn't a girl who looked as thin as a monkey, he would probably be violent.

"Get out now."

Wan Qianqian was startled by Yao Yi's roar, took two steps back, lowered his head, and muttered softly, "Tell me at the same time, Mr. Yao is a very caring man, why doesn't he look like him at all?"

Lianxiangxiyu?Yao Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny when he heard this word. Since when did he, Yao Yi, feel sorry for the fragrance and cherish the jade?Then look at the one who said that women don't have what women should have. She said that she is working anyway.