Chapter 825: Youth is in its prime

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Yun Bilu occasionally opened her mobile phone to take a look, browsed the news, and frowned as soon as she saw that it was President Xirong Ziye, she couldn't wait to drop the phone, but when she saw Bai Yaoyao's calm appearance on the other side, it was a little strange, could it be that Sister Yaoyao was really not sad but it was impossible, looking at the look on Sister Yaoyao's face, she understood that Bai Yaoyao just suppressed her emotions.

She won't be as sad as she used to be, but the scars in her heart will be hard to heal

This also reminded Yun Bilu of her sister Yun Bixue, she thought, fortunately, her sister met her brother-in-law in time at that time, or she would be very sad, and she was not around at that time, and it hurt to think about it.

While Sister Yaoyao was resting, Yun Bilu went to the study to find Huang Yize, and complained to him about Xirong Ziye, anyway, all kinds of dissatisfaction, all kinds of accusations, sitting at the desk, poking the paper there with a pen, poking it into an eye, and still angry.

She poked and said, "Poke you to death, poke you to death" and sprinkled all her anger on the paper, as if she was poking Xirong Ziye with a knife.

No matter how good Xirong Ziye is in the hearts of the citizens of country E, but in Yun Bilu's heart, this Xirong Ziye is too evil, hurt Sister Yaoyao like that, if you don't like it from the beginning, then don't trap Bai Yaoyao, you have to be trapped for a while, and then give up, this kind of man is angry when he thinks about it.

She didn't dare to show how angry she was in front of Bai Yaoyao, for fear of making Sister Yaoyao angry, and she felt that Sister Yaoyao actually didn't hate Xirong Ziye.

She didn't understand why Xirong Ziye treated Sister Shake like that, and Sister Shake could not be angry or hateful.

But she had seen Sister Yaoyao look so sad and desperate, at that time, she was like a gust of wind that could blow away, and she had no hope for life, so she hated people who made Bai Yaoyao sad.

Looking at Yun Bilu like this, Huang Yize was a little funny, a light flashed in his quiet and evil eyes, the corners of his mouth moved lightly, and he didn't speak.

"Huang Yize, if you say something, do you think Xirong Ziye is right?"

Huang Yize put down the computer in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "Yun Bilu, he is the president anyway, he can't scream like this when he goes out." ”

"I'm just calling like this, what else can he do to me" Saying, Yun Bilu was short and short, holding her head and sighing: "I always want to vent for Sister Yaoyao, but now I realize that my strength is so small and small, I used to fight with people when I was a child, and I didn't let go of my nose and swollen face, because I want people to know that with me, no one can bully my sister, even if they are taller and stronger than me."

Thinking about it, Yun Bilu said again: "But when I grew up, I realized that I was so weak, and I was much stronger than me in this world." As she spoke, she shook her head and sighed, just like a sister Lin.

Huang Yize has always seen Yun Bilu's cheerful and bright appearance, this is the first time he has seen her sigh like this, his heart can't help but be entangled together, his breathing is also suffocated, he stepped forward and hugged her lightly and said: "Don't sigh, if you sigh again, you will become a little old woman."

Yun Bilu immediately began to open her teeth and dance her claws, "Huang Yize, you dare to say that I am a little old woman, I am a little old woman, then what are you, I am in my prime, I am in the prime of my youth, you dare to say me"

Seeing Yun Bilu regaining her infinite vitality, Huang Yize breathed a sigh of relief, let her make enough trouble, put her to sleep, carried her to the bedroom bed, covered her with a quilt, and looked at the night outside, looking gloomy. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.