"Police undercover, why would he text you directly?"
"Liu Li, are you crazy? Even I have begun to doubt you?" A trace of anger flashed across Yesihao's handsome face, "Yesiluo is my biological brother, what good will it do me to pull him down?
The reason why I want to join forces with the police is that I don’t want him to torture people anymore and commit heinous crimes. If I really have a trace of favoritism and bend the law, why would I bother so much? Wouldn’t it be more carefree to be a dandy young master of the Ye family for the rest of my life?
happy!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and left.
Cheng Liuli grabbed him and said, "Ahao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say these words to embarrass you... I'm sorry, my mind is very confused right now, I don't know what I said...
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Yesi Hao turned his head, put his hands on Cheng Liuli's shoulders, fixed her figure, and slowly lowered his head,
"Liu Li, listen to me. You are too tired today. Get a good sleep. Tomorrow will be a new beginning! Yesilo is dead, and no one will imprison you, torture you, or humiliate you anymore...
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His tone became more and more gentle, so soft that she could almost drip with water, and the pleasant smell of grass between a man and a boy came closer and closer to her nose.
"If you are willing, let me take care of you in the future... and your aunt... Don't worry, I will be very, very, very, very good to you. Yesilo can
I, Ah Hao, can definitely do it to satisfy you, and even do it better than him——"
Cheng Liuli used all her strength to push him away, and brushed the messy hair beside her ears, "Ahao, you have a fiancée! Do you know what you are talking about?"
Yesi Hao's eyes deepened, "...You have a good rest. I will come see you again tomorrow."
Uncle Zhang was standing outside the porch at this time, "Master Hao, Miss Liuli, dinner is ready -"
Ye Sihao pushed Uncle Zhang away and walked out in a hurry.
Uncle Zhang turned around in confusion, as if he wanted to chase but didn't dare to chase, "Master Hao, Master Hao, it's getting late, where are you going..."
Cheng Liuli also stood up and walked out of the corridor directly towards the bedroom on the second floor.
"Miss Liuli, the bedrooms are on the second floor, and the dining room is on the first floor."
Cheng Liuli stood on the stairs and turned around, "Sorry, Uncle Zhang, I really have no appetite... Which bedroom is my room?"
Uncle Zhang hurriedly followed him upstairs, "I'll take you there."
The master bedroom on the second floor has a completely feminine layout, light pink furniture, creamy white floors, velvet beds, and intricate lace pillows.
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Its luxury and luxury are not inferior to Leng Yuzhai at all.
Uncle Zhang stood outside the door and couldn't help but speak again, "Miss Liuli, I see that your face is very pale, do you really don't want to eat a little? Dinner is very important, I think you should eat a little, even some porridge.
ah."
Cheng Liuli shook his head, tired and indifferent, "No, thank you."
Reach out and close the door.
When Uncle Zhang's footsteps faded away, Cheng Liuli leaned slumped against the door and slowly slid to the ground.
Suppressed cries burst out from deep in her throat.
Why?
Why is it so sad?
It was like being sunk into the darkest seabed, with sea water pouring into my mouth and nose from all directions. I couldn't breathe, and the pain was bone-piercing. Every heartbeat was slow, and every breath was strangulation.