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"It's fun to read other people's diaries, isn't it? Now you finally know that the famous Yesilo was the product of a drunken rape. The father of the animal in human skin shot him with his own hands..."

He roared, with blue veins on his forehead, and a terrifying bloodthirsty light burning in his angry black eyes.

"Luo, it's not like this. All of this has nothing to do with you. Listen to me, the love and hatred of the previous generation..." Before she could finish speaking, she was thrown out violently, and she threw herself on the ground. On the floor covered with plush carpet.

Yesilo then slammed the door and left, "Get out! I, Yesilo, can't take your woman's turn to sympathize!"

Then, his footsteps, chaotic with anger, disappeared from the door and hurried down the stairs.

Cheng Liuli bit her lip and slowly got up from the carpet.

Fortunately, although the force he pushed her was not small, he did not use his full strength, or even half of his force, otherwise, she might be injured and broken at this moment, and she would not be able to move at all .

She stood up, unharmed.

Realizing that it was because of Yesilo's mercy, this man, even in such a manic state of rage, did not forget to instinctively take care of her safety.

In Cheng Liuli's heart, there were thousands of indescribable feelings.

An inexplicable feeling similar to being moved slowly lingered in her heart.

Yesilo, Yesilo. ． ． ． ． ．

At the mention of this name, the resentment and resentment that used to fill my chest began to decrease slowly at some point.

Now when I think of that handsome man who suffered a lot from childhood, my heart is full of joy, and it turned out to be. ． ． ． ． ．worry, and self-blame.

Yes, she shouldn't have been in this room.

Even if you come in, you shouldn't rush to open that drawer in a panic.

Even if she opened the drawer and saw the diary inside, she shouldn't pick it up.

Even if you pick it up and see the contents inside, you should close it immediately.

But she didn't!No! !

When she saw that diary, the very personal pink diary written by Yesilo's mother, not only did she not want to put it down, but she sat on the spot almost greedily like a blind bear who saw honey. One page, reading with relish with fingers dipped in saliva!

Could it be that Yesilo would be so furious like never before!

If it were her, being peeped into such a private thing, I'm afraid her reaction would be even worse than his!

After all, it was the most private original record of a woman.

And this woman is none other than Yesilo, the mother of the leader of Asia's largest gang organization, and the mother of the leader of the Ye's Group, which is at the top of the world's richest list! !

She peeped at her privacy, which was tantamount to shamelessly peeping at Yesilo's privacy! !

Ye Siluo didn't slap her flat with one palm, kick her away with one kick, and couldn't dig her out even if she was embedded in the wall, which was enough to give her face, what else did she want? !

Since she was a child, she also received an aristocratic education, which emphasizes not to listen to evil, not to see evil, but why, this time, when she came into contact with Yesilo's mother's diary, she seemed to be fascinated.

I couldn't control myself, sat there and read page after page, page after page. ． ． ． ． ． "It's fun to read other people's diaries, isn't it? Now you finally know that the famous Yesilo was the product of a drunken rape. The father of the animal in human skin shot him with his own hands..."

He roared, with blue veins on his forehead, and a terrifying bloodthirsty light burning in his angry black eyes.

"Luo, it's not like this. All of this has nothing to do with you. Listen to me, the love and hatred of the previous generation..." Before she could finish speaking, she was thrown out violently, and she threw herself on the ground. On the floor covered with plush carpet.

Yesilo then slammed the door and left, "Get out! I, Yesilo, can't take your woman's turn to sympathize!"

Then, his footsteps, chaotic with anger, disappeared from the door and hurried down the stairs.

Cheng Liuli bit her lip and slowly got up from the carpet.

Fortunately, although the force he pushed her was not small, he did not use his full strength, or even half of his force, otherwise, she might be injured and broken at this moment, and she would not be able to move at all .

She stood up, unharmed.

Realizing that it was because of Yesilo's mercy, this man, even in such a manic state of rage, did not forget to instinctively take care of her safety.

In Cheng Liuli's heart, there were thousands of indescribable feelings.

An inexplicable feeling similar to being moved slowly lingered in her heart.

Yesilo, Yesilo. ． ． ． ． ．

At the mention of this name, the resentment and resentment that used to fill my chest began to decrease slowly at some point.

Now when I think of that handsome man who suffered a lot from childhood, my heart is full of joy, and it turned out to be. ． ． ． ． ．worry, and self-blame.

Yes, she shouldn't have been in this room.

Even if you come in, you shouldn't rush to open that drawer in a panic.

Even if she opened the drawer and saw the diary inside, she shouldn't pick it up.

Even if you pick it up and see the contents inside, you should close it immediately.

But she didn't!No! !

When she saw that diary, the very personal pink diary written by Yesilo's mother, not only did she not want to put it down, but she sat on the spot almost greedily like a blind bear who saw honey. One page, reading with relish with fingers dipped in saliva!

Could it be that Yesilo would be so furious like never before!

If it were her, being peeped into such a private thing, I'm afraid her reaction would be even worse than his!

After all, it was the most private original record of a woman.

And this woman is none other than Yesilo, the mother of the leader of Asia's largest gang organization, and the mother of the leader of the Ye's Group, which is at the top of the world's richest list! !

She peeped at her privacy, which was tantamount to shamelessly peeping at Yesilo's privacy! !

Ye Siluo didn't slap her flat with one palm, kick her away with one kick, and couldn't dig her out even if she was embedded in the wall, which was enough to give her face, what else did she want? !

Since she was a child, she also received an aristocratic education, which emphasizes not to listen to evil, not to see evil, but why, this time, when she came into contact with Yesilo's mother's diary, she seemed to be fascinated.

I couldn't control myself, sat there and read page after page, page after page. ． ． ． ． ．