Ye Yuwei looked at what Mo Fei sent over and thought of what Gu Juexi said before, that this world has never treated Mo Fei well, but even if she wants to live and is a killer, she still maintains her final bottom line.

【Yezi: Sorry.

Could it be: No need to apologize.

Ye Zi: But, sometimes bowing your head is not necessarily a bad thing.

May I have known since I was a child that once I bow my head, what I waited for me was death, so I never knew what bowing was.]

Could it be leaning against the head of the bed, closing your eyes slightly, and the smell of bone soup lingers in the air, and the skills of the new sprouts are very good. Is it a fact I have known these days?

As she remembers, she faces every day playing games with dozens of friends of the same age, but that game is too cruel and the failure has only one ending, that is death.

The dozens of friends gradually decreased, as if they were playing hide-and-seek. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around her. Gradually, they no longer understood what feelings were.

When she was ten years old and was released, she still remembers the first person she killed, an old man with a hobby, who was severely cut off her neck.

Because she is cruel enough, the master likes her the most. It is also the master who tells her that being a killer is not to choose you for tasks, but to choose tasks. Otherwise, you will always do things that you may not want to do in a passive place.

So she climbed up all the way to dominate her own destiny.

[Yezi: Sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

Ye Zi: I just hope you can be safe and sound.

Ye Zi: Now is not the past, may anyone be willing to protect you, why not give others a chance?

Could it be: Opportunity? Who?

Could it be: Qian Yikun?

Could it be: I'm not worthy of it.]

Ye Yuwei leaned on the sofa and reached out to pinch her forehead. She didn't understand what Brother Qian was doing?

[Ye Zi: Men like to speak out and argue, and Gu Juexi’s favorite thing is to hit me.

Could it be: Haha, if I like him, I will kill him.

Could it be: I won’t talk about him anymore, I’m annoyed—]

The smell in the room became more and more intense. Could it be that I don’t know why my depressed mood was finally dissipated by the fragrance of the rice?

Qian Yikun changed into a police uniform and took a shower before coming out of the room. Xinshang had already prepared supper.

"Brother Qian, let's have a meal first, I'll give it to Mrs. Qian." Xinya put a small portion of the food in a small plate, and only served a large bowl of bone soup.

Because Xinya said that in their hometown, they said that if the bones were broken, they would drink bone soup. So fast, Qian Yikun heard this and sent Big Bones back every day. As for why, he was unwilling to go into it.

Qian Yikun nodded and looked at Xinyao carrying the food in. He just sat down and heard the doorbell. Qian Yikun frowned, but still got up and went to open the door to see who would come at this time.

The door of the house was opened, and the woman standing outside was raising her hand to press the doorbell again. When she saw the door open, she spoke domineeringly and asked: "Qian Yikun, why have you not seen me recently?"

Qian Yikun wanted to close the house when he saw the people outside. He was not interested in the fiancée he had found for him at home. He was just over 20 years old and was born in a wealthy family, so he was very arrogant.

"Hey-Qian Yikun." Huang Jiaojiao stomped her feet and said, and crawled into under Qian Yikun's arm when Qian Yikun closed the door.
Chapter completed!