One big and one small... I may not feel that I haven't passed the door. When she enters, you will
At the age of fifteen, my parents didn’t care about you well, so I asked you to take some care of others seriously and form a dependent mentality. My mother has also experienced it.
At that time, my mother thought it would be a lifetime, but unfortunately, it would last forever.
If you haven't finished it, don't say it easily, it's unrealistic.
Speaking of reality, mom doesn't ask you, but you have to know how to save money yourself. Save more in your hands, and you can use it in the future and don't ask for help."[
My mother's nagging words continued, as if she had said everything she hadn't given me for twenty-one years; of course, some of them were not easy to speak before.
But, I would rather not hear it.
Of course I know Yin Yijie's many masks, I also know his past love history, and his desires are so strong that he can stay at home and have a bed companion outside, which is the minimum limit.
I have to say that Hu Lan is a good girl, with good looks, good cultivation, talented and clean background.
Unlike Fan Shanqian who is a kind of woman who is a tiger, Yin Hu definitely has some common interests that are suitable for marriage.
As far as I know, the capital cycle of the real estate industry has a lot to do with Yin's main side jobs. In contrast, there is no reason to be sure that Yin Yijie must choose me and must be me.
The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt. My mother disagreed and I almost vomited blood.
Although I have been persuading myself to believe him and believe him, there is a strange voice in my mind refuting: He is so stupid, he is so stupid.
My mother's preaching was over, and she said a lot, and then sighed slowly: "There's still, I almost forgot about it."
The mother will definitely not like you, and it will definitely be difficult to deal with, much more difficult than the old lady.
You don’t know, two years after Mr. Yin’s father passed away, Yin retired collectively, and most of the Yin family was his mother who helped Mr. Yin take it.
Those old people started to disobey, and they kept bringing them to their submission. How capable do you think they are?
Mom must hate your dad, too.”
Dizzy, my mother, my dad's, and the tongue twister is just like that, I'm dizzy. I've asked Yin Yijie more than once, but he didn't tell me, probably because there is such a problem. Please indicate www if you reprint it.