That wonderful time! That time as a girl when she thought about it was so happy that it made her whole body tremble!
There is love, dignity, warmth, pampering and tenderness.
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She has all the beautiful things in the world and is carefree, comparable to a little princess in the British royal family.
What she misses.
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It wasn't the past of living in that luxurious manor and living an extravagant material life made of gold and diamonds, but something else, something else that people like Yesilo couldn't understand at all.
The so-called dignity, the so-called warmth, the so-called mutual love, the so-called childhood sweethearts.
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A violent and cruel underworld boss like Yesluo can never understand the tenderness in his life.
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"Ahem... When do you think it's better to move? Or tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow?" Yesilo's face was filled with contentment that he tried to suppress, and the smile at the corner of his mouth showed endless excitement.
Take credit.
The perfunctory smile at the corner of Cheng Liuli's mouth gradually stiffened. She was gone. Now, how could she return to that place full of infinite sad memories?
Throughout Rose Manor, the happy time she and Chu Yilun spent hand in hand were left in every corner. Now that she was asked to move back there and fall in love with the scene, how should she spend the rest of her days!
And every day, I am still serving as another man’s mistress!
If Chu Yilun really has a spirit in heaven, when his soul returns to his hometown, he will see the close lover he once held in his palm reduced to this state.
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Does it really mean that he will not be able to live in peace even if he becomes a ghost?
"To be honest, I don't want to move to Rose Manor -" Cheng Liuli started hesitantly, her wandering eyes not daring to look at Yesi Luo.
"Why!" Yesi Luo's tone suddenly rose. He must have spent a lot of effort to win the Rose Manor from the government-planned project. Now when he heard Cheng Liuli say this, his face was bruised and purple, almost
The weather of countercurrent flow of Qi and blood!
"I, uh, no, not why—" Cheng Liuli hesitated, but couldn't come up with any good reason.
Scene restoration.
Back then, by the dense woods at the back of Leng Yu's house, the conversation she had with Yesi Luo was still vivid in her mind.
Yesluo: "Well, do you think Leng Yuzhai is not good?"
Cheng Liuli put his hands on his hips and raised his chin: "Isn't it bad? It's simply ghostly, cold and terrifying!"
"If you feel bad, we can change our place of residence." Yesi Luo stopped smiling, and the expression on his face became more solemn, as if this sentence was his careful consideration.
"Okay," Cheng Liuli finally raised her eyebrows and looked at him provocatively, "How about we live in Rose Manor. I have lived there for eighteen years. Only living there will I feel like home...
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"Does it feel like home when you live there? Or does it feel like home when you think of the people there?" Yeslopi asked with a smile.
Cheng Liuli smiled back at him, "If you can't do it, just say you can't do it. Why make all kinds of excuses?"
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Now, Yesi Luo had indeed kept his promise and finally took Rose Manor under his control as promised. However, how could she open her mouth to tell him the real reason why she could not move into that place?