Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 2695 Diary
"Mom, please go out too, I want to rest for a while."

Yuyao raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

She felt a little tired after waking up to such stimulation.

"Okay, mom is out, you have a good rest."

Yuyao heard the door close, opened the quilt and walked out of bed gently. She listened at the crack of the door and saw no one, then locked the door and sat back on the bed.

The legs of the bed are crossed in a meditative position.

After a while, Yuyao opened her eyes.

Noisy egg!

The space cannot be opened!

I don't know if it's because of the serious injury or the thin spiritual energy here, but it can't be used now.

Unable to open space for a while, Yuyao decided to figure out the current situation first.

She looked around the entire room, and finally fixed her gaze on the desk not far away.

The desk is by the window. There are several books on it, but they are a bit messy and look like they have been turned over.

Yuyao's eyes darkened. It seemed that someone was passing by her room looking for something while she was unconscious, but she didn't know which one of them it was.

Put this aside for now.

Yuyao stepped forward to open the desk drawer and began to rummage inside.

The entire desk drawer was searched, but no valuable clues about the body were found.

Yuyao leaned against the desk and tapped her right hand on the desk. She was thinking about where to find something related to the original owner.

Listening to the sound of fingers tapping on the desk, Yuyao paused for a moment, and then tapped a few more times with her hands.

This time she was sure there was a secret in the desk.

Generally, desks are made of solid wood, and the knocking sound is relatively crisp.

As for this table, although the sound when knocked is relatively clear, it has a slightly empty feeling.

Yuyao immediately began to study the desk, looking for the place to open the secret compartment.She searched the drawers, tabletop, and around the desk, but she couldn't find the mechanism.

"Your uncle!"

Yuyao knocked on the table again to make sure it was empty, and then started looking again.

She still can't believe it!

I searched again and found nothing.

Yuyao stopped and pulled a stool to sit down, looking at the desk carefully.

The desk was no different from an ordinary desk. She carefully searched for any place where the mechanism could be installed, and almost turned the desk over...

Yuyao immediately stepped forward and lifted one leg of the desk, reached over and touched it, but there was nothing there.

He continued to touch the second one, and then the third one.

When she touched the third one, the corners of Yuyao's mouth turned up, but she finally found it.

With a slight push upward, a drawer was pushed out from the front of the originally tight desk, with a notebook lying inside and a file bag underneath.

Yuyao put down the corner of the table and picked up the notebook and portfolio.

The notebook looks a bit old, and it must have been with the owner of this body for a long time.

Yuyao sat down with her notebook and read page by page.

The owner of this body is named Lin Yao, and the notebook records some of her life.

Sunny Friday, February 7

Today is my birthday, but I am not happy because of my father.

My mother and I waited for him at home for a long time, and the food was heated twice before he came back drunk, and went upstairs without even looking at me.

My mother comforted me and said that my father was tired. The company needed to socialize and we had to be considerate of him.

But dad doesn’t remember his and mom’s wedding anniversary, her birthday, or mom’s birthday.

(End of this chapter)