"Mr. Song is very rich. What's the point of supporting her? Besides, Mr. Song is also very handsome." Another person said again.
"Yes, but Yi Keke seems to have found another man now. I heard that the price is higher than Mr. Song, so he went to another financial owner. Do you think he is cheap or not?" Another insult was passed on.
into Yi Lele’s ears.
When Yi Lele listened to these words, she felt very excited.
"You're so mean, you're so mean... Aren't you just sleeping with me? You're changing jobs. Do you need to be so mean?" Another voice sounded again.
These words were like knives, piercing into Yi Lele's heart one by one.
"That's it. Alas... women nowadays are so mean. They think they have a pretty face and just sleep with men for money. They let men torture them. So, if I have a daughter like this,
I'll beat you to death." That contemptuous voice reached Yi Lele's ears again.
Yi Lele couldn't bear it anymore.
Stumbling out of bed.
He rushed out excitedly, covering his chest with his hands: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, my sister is not that kind of person."
Yi Lele cried and yelled at them.
"Your sister?" At this time, the man looked at Yi Lele with confusion.
"Yes, my sister is Yi Keke. Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense... My sister is not that kind of person." Yi Lele couldn't accept what others said about Yi Keke.
"Oh...it turns out you are the little bitch's sister, the sister who has leukemia." The man looked at Yi Lele with a provocative look.
"You are all bad people. My sister is about to marry Wu Haifeng. She can't be someone else's lover. It's impossible, it can't be." Yi Lele continued to yell at them angrily with her last breath.
"Hey, you are still pretending to be noble? You are a prostitute and you still want to build a memorial arch? Bah..." The man said contemptuously at Yi Lele.
"You... you are not allowed... you are not allowed to talk about my sister. My sister is not... not..." Yi Lele took her last breath.