The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Fortunately, they are all dismissed now, and they don't have to look at the murderer's eyes anymore.

Just like Qu Cunzi, after going around in this room for a long time, she realized that it was a dream—like that fuzzy girl who came and went freely in the dream—even the last one she left in this world Information, a clue - it was the Landlord's Boss on the phone.The landlord said he had only met her once, and did not know her real name.

A big living person disappeared just like that.

He faintly felt that he was just dreaming.Just like the first half of my past life, it was all a ridiculous dream.

The golden willow in the sun is shining brightly.

Qu Cunzi walked through the rockery fountain, and saw a long array of ginkgo trees in the distance.

He stopped.

He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking good-spirited and normal.

Yes, what Yue Ming said was right, he was a completely heartless man.

He leaned against the biggest ginkgo tree and took a rest.

The wind blew, and the ginkgo leaves fell one by one. He raised his head and let the leaves fall on his face and hair, desolate, cold and wet.

It was so icy to the bone.

One night, under the moonlight, he praised a woman's beauty here:

Say gold, her hair is golden

Speaking of silver, her slender hands are as bright as Jue

But one of the most beautiful treasures is the hardest to find

This is her beautiful and pure heart.

That was his compliment to Jiang Yueming, being unscrupulous towards another woman - he always thought she couldn't understand - how could Li Xiaobao, who is like a fool, understand? .

She can't even be jealous.

Except for playing games, Li Xiaobao is a complete idiot in life.

So, the lazy woman replied to him: Roses are lovely, but they bloom in thorn bushes, wild roses are lovely, but they can sting people, people enjoy the joys that are easily available, but they seldom cherish them.

It turned out that is exactly the case.

Because that joy, that warmth came too easily, so he never knew how to cherish it.

Because he was too used to enjoying her warm embrace, her silent lingering, so he didn't feel that there was anything precious at all.

Just like air, like water, it is indispensable to us, and we cannot live without it.However, when have we cherished water and air?When do you feel that they are unattainable and need to be admired and admired?

The crutches fell down with a bang.

When exactly did he call and when did he approach, he unexpectedly didn't notice at all, not even the sound of footsteps.

Perhaps, at that time, he had fallen asleep.

A person was leaning against a big icy tree with his face pressed against the icy bark.

When he felt the pain, the crutches were all over the sky... Soon, his head, face, shoulders, body...everywhere was painless...

He didn't dodge.

Neither dare.

He saw his old father, with white beard and hair, holding a cane, beating him hard, hard.His father had never beaten him like this since he was born.

Others only have a son in middle age, which is as precious as treasure.

So, never beat.

When Qu Cunzi was shot, the old man did not come back;

When Qu Cunzi got married, the old man didn't come back either.

He was going to get a divorce, and he just came back.

Face to face is a beating.

The corner of Qu Cunzi's mouth was already oozing blood, and there were also bloodstains on his face, looking extremely embarrassed.

It was the old man who was angry, and he was trembling with anger.