945: C945 She's Loyal

C945 She's Loyal

But Ye Er said she didn't want to appeal, and she tried to convince him, and she said, People have to learn to forgive, and only when they forgive will they let it go, and if they let it go, it won't hurt. We just need to live a good life in the future.

Would he not know that these crooked theories of hers were seen elsewhere? If it was Ouyang Yan who tried, the person who did not have any relationship with her would really harm her and ask her to forgive. Even if you cut her face with a knife, she probably would not do it.

She was the double standard.

A woman like her couldn't do business at all. She was too emotional and easily moved.

Actually, it was also good. She valued relationships and loyalty and did not want to do big things. Being his wife was also considered his fortune.

Ye Er was wearing an apron and humming in the kitchen. She put her chopsticks into the soup and dipped it in water before putting it in her mouth. She even proudly looked at the soup pot and gave it a thumbs up. He could imagine how delicious the soup was.

He put down the pen in his hand, got up, and walked to the kitchen to open the glass door.

He hugged her from behind, bent his back, and put his head on her shoulder. He stretched his neck and smelled the white air floating on the pot. "Wife, it smells so good. I'm hungry after smelling it. "

"Stew it for half an hour. We'll start eating in half an hour. I'll go and make some vegetables and stir-fry some vegetables. " Ye Er dragged a big man behind her and walked towards the vegetable sink with great difficulty. The spinach was being processed while it was thrown into the small basin in the pool.

Jiang Zhao reached his hand into her clothes and pressed his thin lips against her neck. Hot air spilled out. "I'll watch you. "

On his waist and chest, there was nothing a man's hand could not touch. Really ~

"Hey, how am I going to do this? Quickly stop, go out and wait. "

"You do yours, I do mine. It's a division of labor. "

"Ah?" Ye Er tilted her head. "Division of labor? I'm cooking and you're molesting me. You have the nerve to say that this is division of labor. "

"Don't look back. This is by the window. What if the other side sees it. . . "

"Ah ~ Jiang Zhao ~" The man's finger had already. . . Turned extremely red!

Zhou Lee escaped from her residence. Her heart was devoured by endless fear. She kept feeling that there were people all around her. They were all people holding big scissors to cut her face. When she walked out of the door, she found the car keys at home. She then realized that she was wearing slippers. She realized that she did not bring a single cent with her.

But she did not dare to go back. She was afraid. She was afraid that the man he loved would buy her a house.

There was a woman inside. It was the man's original wife, her sister, and the person who wanted to kill her.

Zhou Lee knew that her face was covered in blood. She had to run for her life but she did not dare to call the police. She was afraid of trouble and was timid. She was afraid that others would say that she deserved it. She said that she deserved it for snatching someone's husband. It was karma.

That's right. Zhou Yan had said it many times, saying that she deserved it.

When they ran out of the neighborhood, there were a few taxis waiting for them outside the neighborhood. The car roof was covered with an excited green light.

Zhou Lee ran over and opened the car door of the back seat.

The driver was also shocked when he saw her like a ghost and ran into the car. When he saw the wound on her cheek, he quickly asked, "Miss, have you met a criminal? Do you want me to help you call the police?"

Zhou Lee's heart was violently beating, but in the end, she lied. She did not even dare to look at the front row and said with a trembling voice, "No need. I was scared by the cat just now. It was hanging on a tree branch. "

"Then where is Miss going?" Although the driver had doubts, he did not ask again.

Where to? Zhou Lee suddenly felt so sad that she did not know what to do. Where was she going?

She did not dare to go back to her home in the South. There was no Yuan Shichang there and no one to rely on. She did not know where to go at all.

She suddenly realized that she had no one to rely on.

At that time, she had always felt that it was good as long as she stayed with Yuan Shichang. She loved him and was willing to give up anything. As long as she could be with him, she wouldn't care about anything.

Yuan Shichang was very good to her. He was obedient to her and never neglected her.2

But now that Yuan Shichang had fallen, Zhou Yan wanted to kill her.

After leaving the house and Yuan Shichang, she suddenly realized that she had nowhere else to go!

Ye Er's shadow flashed in her mind, and it became clearer and clearer.

"Mom, mom, mom. "

Those shouts suddenly smashed into her eardrums like heavy thunder, shaking her so much that she almost lost her hearing.

"Miss, where exactly are you going?"

Zhou Lee leaned on the back of the seat in the front row, crying like she was crying. This was because she was an upper-class woman. She had never cried before. She was either crying in the rain to make people feel pity, or she bit her lips to show her dignity.

The skin painted by the demons was stuck to her face. She was a noble lady, the woman standing next to Yuan Shichang.

And now, she looked like she was crying. She was no longer the woman standing beside Yuan Shichang.

She was now a woman who could not even afford a taxi. She wanted to get out of the car, but when she saw that her hair was a little messy at the door and she looked around anxiously looking for a woman, Zhou Lee suddenly patted the front seat and back. "Master, hurry up and drive! Mansion Number Nine!"

"Okay, Mansion Number Nine. "

The throttle slammed down and she safely escaped from the scene. Zhou Lee repeatedly turned her head to look at the escape route and felt that it was safe. She felt that she had become even more miserable. . .

Ye Er sat sideways on Jiang Zhao's lap and fed him mouthful by mouthful. The long table in the dining hall was not small and the two of them appeared to be empty but because of the intimate atmosphere, they appeared to be warm.

After feeding Jiang Zhao two mouthfuls, Ye Er took a bite.

Jiang Zhao hugged Ye Er's waist and gently shook his legs. The woman sat on his lap like a cradle.

Jiang Zhao said that he was too tired and did not have the strength to eat. He did the work and Ye Er had to take care of him to fill his stomach. In fact, in Ye Er's mind, she had not changed from Jiang Zhao's character in the past. She only felt that he was quite serious and reserved. Maybe it was because he had left too much of an impression on her in the past. That was why she always talked to him when he was bored and flirted with her. It was impossible to guard against. . .

Ye Er did not have any resentment when she was doing the maid's work. Anyway, whatever she picked up and put in his mouth, he would eat everything.

If Ye Er deliberately made his mouth full of oil, he would stick his mouth on her face. Her mouth would be covered with oil and her face would be covered with it.

When the doorbell rang, Jiang Zhao had just eaten a big mouthful of food. Before he could swallow the food in his mouth, he was a little irritated. Ye Er said, "I'll go and open the door. "

"Don't go. We won't go. They won't know we're at home. Don't let anyone disturb us. " Jiang Zhao actually did not like living together with everyone. In the past, when Yun Hongwei was at home, how could the two of them be as unrestrained as now?

It was not easy for him to have this intimate warmth. He did not want to be disturbed no matter what.

Ye Er wanted to agree, but the doorbell rang again. "What if there is something urgent? Stop messing around. "

"Then serve me well tonight. "

Ye Er naturally knew what Jiang Zhao meant by serving. "Okay. "

"Go on, then. "

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