One Child and Two Treasures: Young Master Gu's palm is full of tenderness

Chapter 82 Is such a background?
Thinking of her, he felt that life was hopeless, and he wanted to end himself with a pair of scissors, but Yuan Hong snatched the scissors away, and then he slapped him.

Yuan Linlin covered her face and stared uncontrollably.

"Your mother and I worked so hard to bring you up, and you actually wanted to commit suicide! I, Yuan Hong, was able to climb from a construction worker to today because I didn't commit suicide when I encountered a little trouble." Yuan Hong was no longer groveling in front of Emperor Yin, His face was full of treachery and treachery, and his voice was as cold as a cold pool: "Our family has fallen to this point, and there is no way to retreat. Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, cheer me up."

Yuan Hong has been very worried these days, he couldn't find the love of Rose, the company he worked so hard for went bankrupt, and his daughter became what he is now, Yindi still doesn't plan to let him go.Things have reached the worst point, what else can he not do?

Tears welled up in Yuan Linlin's eyes immediately, holding the mobile phone, typing continuously, and showing it to her father.

"But Dad, we can't beat Yindi at all, even that bitch... that bitch is not an ordinary person, she is the third generation of the military."

Yuan Hong was taken aback: "It's such a background?"

Yuan Linlin looked at her father with tears in her eyes.

Yuan Hong sat down on the chair, holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, his veins throbbing violently: "Since the matter has reached this point, we have no way out, even if there is no way out, we must hold on, and swallow all the grievances to me! The ship is back If I don’t make it to the shore, if I’m in a hurry, I’ll blow up the boat and let Yindi know that I’m not letting him handle me!”

Yuan Linlin threw herself into Yuan Hong's arms with a plop, and typed on her mobile phone.

"Father, I hate it so much... I want revenge... No matter what, I want revenge... Even if we die together, I want revenge, I want to love that bitch who is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than me Times!"

In Yuan Linlin's eyes, there was a vicious look, wishing to swallow the world, the hatred and cruelty emanating from the bones, on the young girl's face, even her mother shuddered.

Yuan Hong looked at Yuan Linlin who was in tears, sighed, hugged his beloved daughter in his arms, and wiped away her tears: "I know, I, Yuan Hong, can survive until today, and it's not because I'm a vegetarian and make a good appearance."

Yuan Linlin's mood gradually calmed down, she nodded her head vigorously, expressing her affection, you just wait for me, I will never let it go!I promise to avenge this revenge!
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At 10:30 in the morning, Yindi was sitting on the balcony, blowing the sea breeze. The family doctor was changing his medicine, his movements were very small, and his voice was very low, because Yindi told him not to wake up the sleeping Miss Yan.

"Master, your gunshot wound didn't hurt your bones or vitals. Take a good rest for a month, and you will recover soon."

"Well, let's go down."

Qingqing woke up, Yindi was no longer in the room, she wrapped the sheets and went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went to the dressing room to find clothes to wear, after searching several times, she found that she secretly bought last night and hid in a small drawer. The jeans were missing.

Yindi must have thrown her things away!

This man is so hateful, he cares about the world and what clothes she wears every day. He really hates this whole row of the latest designer dresses, and he rummages so much that he can't wait to get his shirt to wear.

It's a pity that his clothes are too long for her, if he sees them, he will definitely take them off with his own hands.

He is the kind of hateful man who would rather you keep your body shut than allow you to wear anything other than a skirt.

Does that man have a skirt fetish?

(End of this chapter)