The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ye Yuwei looked at what Mofei had sent, and thought of Gu Juxi before saying that the world had never been kind to Mofei, but even if she was to live, even as a killer, she still maintained her final bottom line.

[Leaf: Sorry.

Could it be: no need to apologize.

Leaf: But it is impossible, sometimes bowing is not necessarily a bad thing.

Could it be that since I was a child, I knew that once I looked down, what was waiting for me was death, so I never knew what it was to look down. 】

Could it be leaning on the head of the bed, eyes closed slightly, the smell of bone soup lingering in the air, and the sprouts' craftsmanship is very good, it is a fact that they have known these days.

From the moment she remembers, she is faced with playing games with dozens of friends of similar age every day, but that game is too cruel, and only one person who fails fails, that is, death.

Dozens of little friends slowly decreased, as if they were playing hide-and-seek. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around her. Gradually, what they no longer understood was emotion.

When she was ten years old, she was released, and she still remembers the first person she killed, an old man with a **** addiction, who severely cut her neck.

Because she is ruthless enough, Master ’s favorite is her, and Master tells her to be a killer, not to pick you from the task, but to pick you from the task, otherwise you will always do it in a passive place Maybe something you don't want to do.

So she climbed all the way up to control her own destiny.

[Leaf: Sorry, I should n’t have said that.

Leaf: I just hope you can be safe.

Leaf: It's not the past now, could it be that when someone wants to protect you, why not give someone a chance?

Could it be: opportunities? Who?

Could it be: Qian Yikun?

Could it be that people said clearly, I don't deserve it. 】

Ye Yuwei leaned on the sofa, reaching for his forehead, wondering what Brother Qian is doing.

[Leaf: Men like to speak right and wrong, Gu Juxi's favorite thing is to strike me.

Could it be: Ha ha da, if I like him, I will die.

Could it be: don't talk about him, annoying—]

The smell in the room is getting stronger and stronger, I don't know why the depressed mood is finally washed away by the fragrance of the rice.

Qian Yikun changed his police uniform and took a shower before coming out of the room. Sprout was ready for dinner.

"Brother Qian, let's eat it first. I'll give Mrs. Qian in." Xinya put a small portion of each meal in a small dish, but only filled a big bowl of bone soup.

Because Xinya said something, they said in their hometown that they had broken bones and had to drink bone soup. So fast, Qian Yikun heard this sentence and sent big bones back every day. As for why, he did not want to go deeper.

Qian Yikun nodded and watched Xinya go in with a meal. He just sat down and heard the doorbell ringing. Qian Yikun frowned, but got up and opened the door to see who would come at this time.

The door of the house was opened, and the woman standing outside was raising her hand to press the doorbell again. When she opened the door, she asked, "Qian Yikun, why haven't you seen me recently?"

Qian Yikun wanted to close the door when he saw people outside. He had no interest in what fiancee he was looking for in his family. He was just over twenty years old, and he was born in a wealthy house and was very arrogant.

"Hey-Qian Yikun." Huang Jiaojiao said with a stomping foot, and when Qian Yikun closed, he directly drilled under Qian Yikun's arm.

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