I didn't expect that someone like Ye Muze would have a diary.

Now that I'm so busy, I guess I won't write it for a long time.,These should be records of the past.,Whether it's the past or the present.,The diary must remember the unknown things.。

After Su Duyan opened it excitedly, he was full of disappointment.

The thick stack at the front of the journal was torn off.

The parts of the back that were not torn off were also painted black with markers.

There is not much left in a few words.

Ye Muze is really a pervert, he worked hard to write such a thick diary, either tearing it off or erasing it with a pen, what is he thinking in his heart?

Something suddenly sounded outside, Su Duyan held her breath, and the voice disappeared.

Su Duyan listened to the movement outside the door, and it was still quiet.

She started earnestly, looking at the contents of the notebook.

The torn parts in front were not very neatly torn, and the mother's name appeared on them many times.

"Why? Why not?"

This sentence seems to have been traced twice, and the lines are very thick.

Ye Muze must have been in great pain at that time.

He couldn't get his mother, so he remembered that extreme way and sent someone to cause the car accident.

"Why can't it, obviously it just doesn't work, people have families and children, why should you be perverted with a hairy young man, can others follow you to be perverted?" Su Duyan said indignantly.

Even if you don't have much left in the book, eighty or ninety percent of what you write is Ye Muze's inner thoughts, and most of these thoughts are about Lin Xin.

Metamorphosis is not a little, but super perverted.

Su Duyan couldn't help but scold while watching.

When turning to the last few pages of the diary, Su Duyan felt that Ye Muze was even darker than he imagined, because his crazy feelings could not be responded to, he wrote too many thoughts that wanted to destroy the world around him, and more places were erased by the heavy signal pen.

Su Duyan couldn't see the content below the signal ratio, but he could imagine what the content was, I am afraid that even he felt too guilty.

"Where the hell am I going to find someone who looks exactly like you?"

"Where ......"

Where these two words seem to be the words that appear frequently on the last pages of a book.

From this point, it can be even more obvious how narrow-minded Ye Muze is alone, his mother is obviously no longer alive, and he has been looking for it.

But Su Duyan couldn't tell when these diaries were written, and he said that the person he was looking for was his mother or she who had sneaked away from the hospital.

Su Duyan didn't know what happened in the hospital after she ran out of the hospital at night, she only knew that Ye Muze had been looking for her continuously in the past few years.

If you can't get your mother, you want to use her child to take revenge, Ye Muze! As long as there is me in your conspiracy, don't think about succeeding.

Ye Muze, you murderer, I must take revenge!

Thinking of my father, because of this perverted madman who gave his life in vain, Su Duyan's tears couldn't stop falling.

The mother of the year must not have thought that her good deeds would attract such a thing that she didn't know how to be grateful for, first her father, then her mother, and it was Su Duyan herself who paid for this disaster.

Su Duyan originally wanted to tear up the diary, but this diary was almost torn, burn it, and was afraid of startling the snake, although Ye Muze didn't live in this room now, but if he came back one day and found that the diary was gone, would he doubt it?

Otherwise, if you take it, can this be used as evidence?

Su Duyan hesitated, but still stuffed the tattered diary into the small bag he was carrying.

Then I rummaged around the house, and there was nothing of value, just bits and pieces of old things.

Su Duyan finally found a small box of jewelry in the dark compartment of the bedside table, all of which were gold and silver products and fine gemstones, and I didn't know how much it was worth.

Ye Muze is really rich, these things are put away casually, I'm afraid I even forgot about myself, if I take it out and donate it to those who need it, wouldn't it be a good thing.

But this is impossible, how can a selfish and perverted person like them do such a thing?

After some tinkering in the house, Su Duyan decided to go to the next room to take a look, Ye Muze should have a study or something, he loves to study so much, and he took over the company quite early.

I opened the bedroom door and looked into the hallway, but it was still quiet.

As soon as Su Duyan wanted to lift her legs and walk out, she heard footsteps from the stairs, and she hurriedly shrank back into the house in fright.

Footsteps came upstairs and walked this way.

"I want Chaoyang's room, you clean me, all the sheets have to be changed every day, by the way, the flowers on the coffee table also have to be changed every day, and I am now in a special period, you have to make me a nutritious meal, without my permission, you are not allowed to walk around, if you wake me up, be careful that I open you." ”

This is Han Ruoya's voice, has she come back from the hospital?

Su Duyan panicked and hurriedly hid behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

Just as she was hiding, the door opened.

Rhythmic heels tapped against the floor and slowly walked in.

Looking out of the gap in the curtain, it was a pair of feet wearing red high heels, no need to ask, it must be Han Ruoya.

Han Ruoya covered her nose and frowned, "The old man told me that day that this was Mu Ze's room, and I don't want the original room, clean up this place for me, and I'll live here." ”

The maid standing behind Han Ruoya seemed to have an embarrassed face, and said hesitantly, "Miss Han, otherwise you should change the room, the master of this room is very accountable, he is reserved for the young master, and we will ......clean it every day."

Before the servant could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Han Ruoya, "Nonsense, I am now a family with your young master, is there any difference between me living and him? This room is the most sunny, doesn't the old man want me to live in a good room? The most important thing now is his eldest grandson." ”

The servant had no choice but to shut up, and the two hands stood silently beside him.

Han Ruoya looked around, walked straight to the window, stretched out her hand and pulled the curtain hard, and with a crisp sound, the entire curtain was opened, revealing the scenery of the back garden in front of her.

Su Duyan shrank into the corner, and the heavy curtains squeezed towards her with the smell of dust......