Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

She was sitting at the table, holding the paper, her heart sinking and sinking, everyone's figure flashed in her mind, and her family's and Huang Yize's.

The more I thought about it, Yun Bilu's mood became heavier, and holding the pen in his hand followed him very hard, as if to break the pen.

She has too many concerns, she does not want to write, really does not want to write, she wants to live alive.

If she really can't come back, can the family bear it?

She hasn't seen her parents yet. Every time she talks to her parents, she can feel the deep paternal love and maternal love.

She really missed them.

And Huang Yize, what should he do?

He said that he was his only sunlight. If even her sunlight was gone, would he be in darkness again?

She didn't want Huang Yize to be too aggressive and too burdened. She hoped he could live a better life.

She also hopes that she can bring happiness to Huang Yize, not hurt.

Yun Bilu felt very heavy and hesitated for a long time. When he was about to write, his hands were shaking.

She finally threw the pen **** the table, covering her head tightly with her hands, even breathing a little pain.

After a while, Yun Bilu wiped her eyes, sucked her nose, picked up the pen again, and wrote it down carefully.

She wrote two wills, one for her family and one for Huang Yize.

After writing, Yun Bilu put them in the box and locked them.

Because there was a day off, and because of writing this, most of the day had passed. Before that, I had been evaluated and Yun Bilu did not sleep.

Originally planned to sleep in bed, but because of writing the will, Yun Bilu felt too heavy, even if it was extremely sleepy, he could not sleep.

Instead, she lay in a daze thinking about things.

After a long time, she looked at the clock and found that she hadn't eaten for a long time. After three days of evaluation, she was eating compressed biscuits.

There were no compressed biscuits at this time. She walked to the small kitchen, where she had everything. She simply made a meal.

After a while, Yun Bilu heard the knock on the door, and she opened it to see the arrogant woman who came by helicopter.

She already hung the card on her body, code-named number 35.

The woman looked at the card on Yun Bilu, "26, will you cook?"

Yunbi Lujue was inexplicable, but nodded.

On the thirty-fifth, he still arrogantly said: "In this case, you have done my part, thank you."

"Why should I make your copy together?"

Hearing Yun Bilu’s question on the 35th, I felt strange, as if cooking for her was taken for granted, “Don’t think you’re lucky, you don’t take me seriously, remember, I can cover You, you can also make you..." Said, on the thirty-fifth, he also raised a finger.

Yun Bilu narrowed her eyes. She didn't like other people's threats. The woman was completely threatening.

By the way, she remembered that before Zou Lanlan was eliminated, she also said that this woman in Jue had a backstage.

Backstage? Yun Bilu was very disdainful, how big the backstage was here to succeed, this is the place to train talents to export talents, she was just sad to write a will, this woman seemed not to be sad at all, as if she would be fine.

Seeing Yun Bilu's unfamiliar look on the 35th, he leaned against the door and used his finger to compare the movement of wiping his neck.

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