Li Xing really sympathized with Old Man Li, his father, for their sake, did not really divorce.

Pity his father, never enjoyed the warmth of home in his entire life.

I don't know how happy it is to have a wife and children hot on the bed.

A person like Grandma Li is a typical good hand with a sloppy rhythm.

In other words, she is just a puddle of mud, unable to support the wall.

People like her, as long as they have a bit of brain, will not betray their relatives to the point where they are now.

...

...

"idiot."

"idiot."

"idiot."

Gu Yancheng scolded three "idiots" in a row.

Ying Yimei didn't dare to say a word, who knew that grandma Li was so unpopular.

Not even his own son is on her side.

"Gu Shao, why don't we preach about being unfilial?"

Gu Yancheng looked at Ying Yimei like a fool, and he cursed silently in his heart, foolish.

"My mother poisoned her grandson, you said, if you want to let others know about this, will you scold you for being unfilial? Or would you scold the old man who never died?

Over the years, in the upper-class circles, who doesn't know that this old man loves to be a monster?

Should Yimei, an idiot, even prescribe the medicine with the old immortality?

Isn't this handing the handle to someone else's hand?

At this moment, if the old woman who never died died, people would still say that the scourge was finally dead.

"Then what to do?"

Ying Yimei is really the six gods and no masters.

"What value can you give me? I am a little skeptical now."

Ying Yimei shook her head, she felt a little scared, the look in Gu Shao's eyes was really terrifying.

He is like a man crawling out of hell.

There was a strong smell of blood between the gestures.

"Gu Shao, you don't understand what you mean."

Gu Yancheng chuckled. He took a Western knife, and the blade was pressed against Ying Yimei's cheek.

Ying Yimei felt a faint tingling pain on her face.

She has no doubt that if she is not careful, the knife will pierce her face.

"Gu Shao..."

Gu Yancheng took back the Western knife in his hand.

He looked at Ying Yimei with a faint smile, "There is nothing wrong with you for the time being, wait for my news at home."

"it is good."

Ying Yimei went crazy and ran out of the room.

Her heartbeat banged.

In that kind of horror, there was a sense of comfort inexplicably.

A trace of it was mixed in my own fear, so fast that it was hard to detect.

After Ying Yimei got in the car, she couldn't wait to look at her face. There was a shallow blood stain on her face.

Ying Mei took out a band-aid from her bag and put it on her face.

She took a deep breath, knowing that she was with Gu Yancheng, which was tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger.

Inexplicably, she actually wanted to know, what did Gu Yancheng want?

Could it be that Ye Tianxin is what you want?

Ying Yimei recalled what Gu Yancheng said.

Rebirth?

What does it mean to be born again?

Ying Yimei drove the car to an internet cafe, and she typed the word "rebirth" in the computer search field.

After seeing this content, Ying was surprised by Mei's heart.

In the age when the Haijiao Forum did not require real-name registration, Ying Yimei randomly registered an account and posted a post about Ye Tianxin's rebirth.

As soon as Ying Yimei's post was posted, Gu Yancheng sat next to Ying Yimei when his reply was not long.