Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

Yin Yanyan pursed her lips, and glanced at Ziheng in front of her: "Let's talk when we go back. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)"

She didn't want to procrastinate any longer. If it continued so unclearly, she would be uncomfortable, and he would certainly not be comfortable either.

It's better to spread everything out and say, no matter what, she will win this time!

Ye Yan's dark eyes narrowed slightly, what did she want to talk to him about?

Forget it, no matter what she wants to talk to him, he has to listen carefully. [

After all, she is willing to communicate with him, which is also a kind of progress...

The car drove into the manor, and when he got out of the car, Ye Yanmo subconsciously wanted to hold Yin Yanyan's hand, but Yin Yanyan took two steps forward quietly and pushed his hand away.

Ye Yanmo's palm paused in the air, his eyes slightly curved: "Yan Yan, don't you have something to talk to me about?"

Yin Yanyan's footsteps stopped slightly, without turning back: "I'll find you in the study later."

He walked quickly into his bedroom and closed the door behind him.

What the hell is she up to?

Ye Yanmo's eyes flashed with thought, and he turned around and went to the study...

Yin Yanyan entered the room and turned on the computer first, took a breath, suppressed her heartbeat, logged in to QQ, waited for a while, and was stunned for a moment.

She thought Ling Shao would send a high-definition video, and she was ready to watch that video, but she didn't expect it to happen!

He hasn't sent anything since that dark, sound-only video.Even his face is black.

what happened?

Did he forget?

In her heart, she couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else, she had a faint feeling of relief.

In fact, she wasn't sure if she had the confidence to watch that so-called clear video...

She sat in front of the computer in a daze, staring at the screen in a daze.

Without that clear video, her chances of winning will be greatly reduced. Will it be adopted legally?

Ye Yanmo's eyebrows flashed in front of her eyes, and her heart trembled. Even if there was that video, would she really have the heart to submit it to the court?

Will it be posted on the Internet as pornographic photos?

Will it damage his reputation? [

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through her mind, and she shook her head again.

Forget it, she'd better have a good talk with him, maybe he'll be convinced after reading the evidence...

It's so good to get together and break up, she hopes that she and him will not go to the step of fighting each other in court, it would be better if they can resolve peacefully.

She was tired and didn't want to fight a protracted battle with him in court...

She copied the dark video, and found the documents she had prepared in the dark drawer under the bed. After she collected her mind, she strode towards the study.

The door of the study was half-closed, and there was a faint light inside.

Thinking of the person inside the door, Yin Yanyan suddenly became short of breath and paused in her steps. How much chance does she have of winning in such a showdown with him?

After all, Ling Shao, the most important piece of evidence, has not been passed on...

She gathered herself together, took a step back and stood still, calmed down her somewhat disordered breathing, stretched out her fingers and knocked on the door.

"Come in." His elegant and cold voice came from inside the door.

Stretching her head was a knife, and retracting her head was also a knife. The arrow was already on the string, so she could only grit her teeth and move forward. For the fruit, she fought hard!

She pushed the door and walked in.

The indoor layout is still the same as it used to be. Ye Yanmo sat behind the desk, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, tapping the table with his fingers, a pair of obsidian-like eyes focused on her, like mist and clouds, making people guess Can't see through the emotions inside: "Yan Yan, what do you want to talk to me about?"

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Sure enough, people can't iron their teeth, thinking that they can write, but they still can't.Well, meaty tomorrow...