In the past, Chu Yilun had not sent out helicopters for her. She had also asked Chu Yilun more than once not to expose her to the public. She was really not used to it.
But Chu Yilun would always smile and say to her, you are my Chu Yilun’s woman, wherever you go you have to get used to the stars and the moon...
But now, how ridiculous, she has become someone else's mistress, and this person also likes to tell her at every turn, you are my Yesilo's woman, so what?
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Chu Yilun is gone, and she is no one’s woman!
Even if her body has to perish, her heart will always be treasured by her in a place where no one can find it. No one can steal it! No one can covet it!
Along the way, Cheng Liuli's mood became depressed. No matter how much Yesuluo said in her ear, she kept her eyes downcast and her face expressionless.
At the end, the helicopter landed back to Leng Yuzhai.
As soon as she returned to Leng Yu's mansion, which was spacious, exquisite, as luxurious and quiet as a deep palace, Cheng Liuli's mood became even lower, and even her usually bright eyes became a little gloomy.
After getting off the helicopter, a stretched Lincoln parked in front of us.
Because there was still some distance from the main building of Leng Yuzhai, Cheng Liuli didn't think much and got into the car mechanically.
Long eyelashes half-covered his dark eyes, allowing Lincoln to lead him into that suffocating canary cage again.
However, Lincoln kept driving until there was an unusual noise in his ears. Cheng Liuli raised his head and saw that Lincoln had driven away from Leng Yu's house and arrived at the bustling and noisy street.
This day may be Saturday, and there are particularly many pedestrians on the street.
It is a rare good weather, the sky is so clear that it is almost transparent, and the sunshine is bright and bright that is rare in winter. Although the weather is cold and the air is foggy, it does not affect the good mood of the people on the street at all.
The snowball-like dog walks behind its owner with its short legs, and its pink tongue sticking out is so cute.
The huge billboard was shining brightly, and several bright red balloons scrambled to escape from the children's hands and into the blue sky.
Groups of girls are shopping and frolicking on the street, their laughter is as clear and cute as silver bells. They are wearing brightly colored leggings with long high boots, and their slim legs look like tiny little ones.
The foal.
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A couple whispering together wore a long couple's scarf. The boy was holding a steaming cup of pearl milk tea, while the girl was holding a cup of ice cream with white mist.
Seeing the girl gasping for breath due to the ice, the boy handed his milk tea to the girl with a smile in his eyes.
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The handsome uncle is wandering alone on the street, with melancholy eyes and green beard.
The traffic on the street seemed to be just a moving background, and he had his hands in his pockets, like a model walking in Milan Fashion Week, with a lonely handsomeness that made people wonder if he had just suffered a lovelorn.
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The grandma, with her hair covered in silver hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and meticulous lipstick, holds a golden fashion bag in one hand, and supports her thin but erect wife next to her with the other hand, creating a beautiful red sunset scene.
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The car was crowded and the Lincoln was driving very slowly. Cheng Liuli turned her head and stared at the people coming and going outside the car window.