You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman Chapter 614: Suicide note

After Ye Hua left, the oriental language on the side asked curiously: "This???"

Bright touched Juetian's fluff and smiled lightly: "This is Juetian."

"Ah." Guan Yanxin exclaimed. They had never seen Juetian's body.

I never thought that the man I liked turned out to be a cute little cat.

"So cute." Dongfang Yuer didn't feel it at all. There were even skeletons in the team. In comparison, Juetian was much cuter.

Bright also smiled and said: "Yeah, I have never held it before, so good."

"I want to hug, too." Guan Yanxin said aloud, Jue Tian often kept his face cold on weekdays, so that he didn't dare to tease him, and now finally had the opportunity to bully.

Bright now has a lot of atmosphere, and handed Guan Yanxin the cat version in his arms.

Guan Yan hugged her heart in her arms and cried out cute to death.

As for when Jue Tian wakes up, it will be called despair, being rubbed by these three women.

Ye Hua returned to Qingba again, ready to get a pancake and fruit to eat, but when he walked to the alley, he didn't see the aunt selling it, and suddenly thought of something.

Could it be that Wu Li went? Did not listen to your own persuasion?

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Ye Huashu breathed a sigh of relief. If Wu Li did go, he might not be able to return.

As for the aunt?

Maybe you won’t be able to eat that hot pancake fruit anymore.

At this time, the aunt is still at home waiting for the child to come home. It's almost a while before going out, and logically speaking, she will be back soon.

In order to wait for her son to come back, the aunt has not set up a stall these days, but the more she waits, the more panic her heart becomes...

As the day passed, the aunt also saw the news, and Wuxujing actually massacred 300,000 people!

Although I don't know what Wuxujing is, the woman who appeared on TV knew that she was the young man's wife? I also bought pancake fruit at my stall.

The aunt doesn't think this woman looks like a heinous person, and she feels that the report is wrong.

After seeing so many people who died, the aunt also felt that the world had changed and it didn’t look like a complete world...

Too cruel.

Dingdong···Dingdong···

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and the aunt paused with a smile on her face. It seemed that her son had returned.

That's not right... My son should have the key. How could he ring the doorbell?

Auntie walked to the door, still very vigilant: "Who?"

Standing outside is the man who received the suicide note. He has given it away for a few days. This feeling is really bad, especially when I see the gray eyes of the other's family members, I also become bored.

And this one is a family member of a team leader.

"I'm here to deliver the letter." The man shouted from outside.

The aunt is even more puzzled, is there still delivery of letters these years? He wouldn't be a liar, so he wouldn't open the door even more.

"Go, or I will call the police!" the aunt shouted.

"Auntie, it's your son's letter!" the man shouted again.

The aunt doesn't believe me, my son has never sent a letter.

"My son will call me if he has anything to do."

The man sighed softly and couldn't bear to say that this is a suicide note, but at least it must be handed over to the other person's hand: "Auntie, this...this is your son's suicide note."

Suicide note!

The aunt was shocked, she couldn't care if the other party was a liar, she opened the door directly: "What are you talking about! How can my son write a suicide note!"

The man bowed to the aunt first, and delivered the letter with both hands: "Auntie, sorry."

The aunt stared at the white envelope, stretched out her trembling right hand, and a bad premonition surged from the bottom of her heart.

"Auntie, Team Five dedicated your life for peace and justice, please..." the man said in a deep voice, but he couldn't say anything else.

The aunt didn't hear her at all, she tore open the envelope with trembling hands, pulled out the letter inside, and opened it slowly.

In the lower left corner of the letter paper, there are blood stains...

"Dear mother, if you see this letter, it means that your son can no longer perform his filial piety. I'm sorry."

When she saw this line of words, the aunt felt like the sky was spinning, and the man hurriedly held her back.

The aunt slumped on the ground, looking at the font written by her son, her tears wet the letter paper one by one, when she read it all.

A miserable howl broke out.

"My son! My son, why did you leave mom alone!!!" The aunt yelled in pain, beating her chest.

The man took a deep breath and squatted down: "Auntie, I'm sorry."

The aunt grabbed the man's shoulder and shouted miserably: "Tell me how my son died, please tell me!"

"Auntie, you should have seen the report on the news. Team W is inside. Team W was sacrificed for righteousness. Auntie, you should be proud of your son."

"No! I don't want to be proud. I only want my son back, and you will return my son!!!" The aunt was completely confused and shook the man vigorously.

In this case, men have also met, so I comforted the aunt.

"Auntie, come in quickly."

The aunt cried and cried: "Then my son's body, where is his body!"

"Sorry, everyone's bodies are buried in that yellow sandy land." After speaking, the man turned and left. The moment the elevator door closed, the man heard a more miserable wailing.

Maybe Ye Hua didn't know about this, but he had persuaded Wu Li to stay with her aunt and don't think about other things.

Unfortunately, with happiness and despair, Wu Li chose despair and left his old mother alone.

On this day, Ye Hua was teaching his son to swing a sword, and the little guy Ye Yan also grew taller, holding a sword longer than himself, and sweating on his forehead.

"Hold firmly!" Ye Hua shouted in a deep voice.

Ye Yan's eyes were very firm, even though his hands were shaking, he still held the hilt tightly.

The Donghuangli next to him seemed calm, and he was abused by his mother.

Ye Hua took a sip of tea, his eyes calm and he looked like a strict father.

Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi sat aside~IndoMTL.com~ After learning to knit sweaters, they looked back at the children from time to time, with a smile on their lips.

This kind of life is so warm.

However, at this moment, Ye Hua received Wei Chang's transmission. After hearing it, his brows clenched, and the aunt came to clear it!

Know that I have never had it before, could it be...

"Ye Hua, what's the matter?"

Qingya and Donghuang Baizhi both felt the changes in their husbands. After all, Ye Hua rarely frowned. As long as they frowned, it would be a big deal for Ye Hua.

So the two women were puzzled.

Ye Hua took a deep breath: "Mother, come to clean it up."

"Aunty? Is that the aunt who sells pancakes and fruits in the alley?" Qing Ya asked delicately.

Ye Hua calmly nodded, thinking how to say this in his heart.

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