“No wonder Fu Beijiu would go out and steal food, this face is disgusting to look at, and no wonder Fu Beijiu wants a divorce.” “Right, what happened to the divorce between Ye Yunla and Fu Beiji before, how come there’s suddenly no follow-up?” “When she wasn’t disfigured, Fu Beijue was out having sex, and … Read more
The doctor tore the gauze away, the wound had already healed and there was no need to wrap the gauze anymore. Ye Yunla looked at the wound in the mirror, it was actually not as hideous as she thought it would be, but the left side of her face had recovered a little better. She … Read more
“Jump!” The mechanical voice rang out over and over again, and she tried to resist, but she couldn’t muster half a heart to resist. And the right side of her face hurt, as if she had been slapped hard, or as if half of her face had been cut off …… If jumping could relieve … Read more
Back in the master bedroom, Fu Beijiu still had his eyes closed. Ye Yunla rubbed his temples with essential oils and kept him company quietly. It was not until eleven o’clock late at night that the man slowly opened his eyes. “Yara, I’ve remembered everything, every day from when I was two or three years … Read more
When she finished, she glanced at Duke Fu Beijiu. Fu Beijue pursed his lips and turned on the computer in his study, and a surveillance video was projected on the wall. The surveillance was facing a room, like a hotel room, but not quite, as the light was dim and the windows were small, making … Read more
It was already five o’clock in the afternoon when they returned from the Zhuang house. Fu Ziling was most excited on the way, chattering endlessly. “Grandpa Zhuang said I have a talent for drawing, and that my drawings would be no less impressive if I were placed in a national children’s drawing competition.” “Grandpa Zhuang … Read more
Zhuang Mingfeng: “……” Who is actually angry with who? He was even called stupid, okay? Ye Yunla raised her eyebrows lightly, “Mr. Zhuang, do you know why Zhuang Mingfeng gave up the contender race?” Zhuang Shen was a bit confused: “Why are we talking about this?” Although he was very regretful, but things had already … Read more
Ye Yunla returned to the balcony of the living room. She looked at Fu Ziling’s painting, a picture of a withered lotus on a winter’s day, half finished, the brushwork was rather childish, but it had that feeling in it. Ye Yunla did not disturb Fu Ziling’s painting and sat quietly by the side. The … Read more
Halfway through the sentence, he immediately swallowed back the words that followed. Would his love of calligraphy and painting be a plaything in Kara’s eyes? Would it make LaLa dislike him? After a pause, he changed the subject and said, “I like to study the calligraphy and painting market, and some years ago I collected … Read more
The late winter sun was warm and balmy. Ye Yunla wears a knitted skirt as a base and a beige coat over it, dressed in a gentle and sensual way. It was only the gauze on both cheeks that had not yet been removed that spoiled the beauty somewhat. Fu Beijiu parked the car at … Read more