Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

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"A posthumous child?" Ye Yanmo's face changed slightly, it couldn't be...

No, the date is wrong!It's almost half a year away!

She killed his child without hesitation back then, so why did she keep the man's posthumous child?

That man is so important? ! [

Ye Yanmo's complexion was even worse. (www>

Yin Yanyan was afraid that he would become suspicious: "You don't have to try to find Yin Guo's father, he is already dead! He died a long time ago!"

She didn't lie, Gu Siyu was already dead in her mind.

She buried his memory in that great change.

died? !

Ye Yanmo choked for a moment: "How did you die?"

"Dead is dead. Does it matter how he died? Could it be that Mr. Ye can revive him by asking him exactly how he died?"

Yin Yanyan sneered, his tone a little impatient.

Ye Yanmo was once again left speechless by her question, took a step back, and leaned against the door: "Yanyan..."

"Mr. Ye, I'm not familiar with you, so I'd better call me Miss Yin. Also, thank you for sending me to the hospital. Mr. Ye is busy with personnel, so don't waste your energy on me, a small person. Please go back .”

"you……"

Ye Yanmo's face was pale.

Since the two reunited, she has given him an order to evict him countless times>

Each time becomes more ruthless, each time becomes more extreme, and each time becomes more hurtful...

She is really in love with someone else.

She no longer has the slightest bit of love for herself, all that is left is hatred and irony...

turn out to be--

The one who couldn't let go of this relationship turned out to be the always indifferent self.

Is this retribution? [

"Yanyan, do you hate me so much?"

"Yes!" Yin Yanyan hardened her heart and answered without hesitation!

A short word is like a death sentence for love,

Ye Yanmo looked at her, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Turned around and left without another word.

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Yin Yanyan's ward is on the nineteenth floor.

She stood by the window, watched Ye Yanmo's Maybach disappear like a gust of wind, and closed her eyes slightly.

She was like a female warrior full of fighting spirit just now, but now she seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and she slowly sat on the bed.

My heart seems to be missing a piece...

If he left like this, he might finally give up, right?

Maybe you won't bother her anymore.

The real you walk your sunny path, and I walk my single-plank bridge. From then on, there will be no more entanglements...

In the heart, it felt like a sharp silver needle was being pierced, and the pain spread all over the body...

It's not that she was born a hedgehog, and she likes to stab him when she meets him.

It's the pain, the hatred, and the kindness and resentment that she had never forgotten...

There are too many dead people and too many entanglements between them.

She can no longer resent him for being an undercover agent and ruining her home, but she can no longer marry him...

You can forgive him, but you can't accept him...

Every time I see him, the shadows of my father and brother will emerge in my heart, and there will be hatred flowing in my heart...

Perhaps, only by erecting the thorns all over the body can we conceal the fragility in our hearts and maintain our pretended strength... Bleak 