Chapter 1793 Wife's Secret 8

Ye Pei shook his head.

"Uncle Ye, you tell me, please, I'm here today specifically for this matter, please tell me......"

"Jiani, it's useless. Dealing with such shameless people as them, scolding them will not solve the problem......"

He couldn't tell her that the culprit was Li Huan, and it was pointless for you to vent your personal anger with a rival in love. The woman was so stupid that he couldn't have said much to her.

"Uncle Ye, am I just watching them arrogant? If it weren't for them, my dad wouldn't have ended up where he was, and no one would have helped us except you......"

Ye Pei still shook his head.

Lin Jiani was very disappointed, and tears fell straight down: "What should I do? What about me and my mom? And my dad, Uncle Ye, you save my dad......"

"Jiani, I've been friends with your dad for many years, if I can save him, I will definitely find a way to ......"

Her eyes lit up: "Uncle Ye, now we can only rely on you, help us......"

"Jiani, don't worry, things shouldn't be rushed now. I'll figure it out with you. Now, you should take care of your mother's body first, take care of your illness, and take your time for the rest......"

"Thank you, Uncle Ye."

Lin Jiani said goodbye to Ye Pei and went out in a daze, remembering that when she first entered the door, she swept a corner of the afterglow, which was Ye Jia's car. Ye Jia, Feng Feng, Li Huan...... At this moment, when I think about it, all of them are enemies, and I only feel that I am hated and angry, and the whole world is indebted to me......

I haven't been home for a long time, continuous rain, and a wall of moss at home.

Ye Jia stepped on the yard of fallen leaves and moss, walked a few steps, and his feet were a little slippery.

It was already dark, he entered the door, and turned on a lamp at random, and under the light, on the side of the coffee table, there was a faint dust. The rain hits the plantains, and the plantains have turned yellow.

Listening to the rain by the window, it has become a cocoon standing alone.

It seems that this is a house destined to be lonely, a wedding room, what a ridiculous word? From the beginning to the present, how have you ever stayed here?

There seems to be a nameless resentment burning in my heart, loneliness, loneliness, emptiness, loss, unwillingness, remorse, anger...... It felt like his chest was about to crack.

He sat down slowly, mechanically turning on the DVD player.

In a room without lights, everything is dim, dim light, dim picture, dim figure......

He looks at the holiness of love in a lewd background!

He watched his hard work in a clear conspiracy!

How could he not want to receive the long-lost salvation?

I am not an ascetic, I also need love, I need to enjoy that bliss of life, especially, with her, why not? Why refuse?

Is that it?

Is this the tenderest part of the end?

How could one night be so short?

How can a conspiracy be so complete?

The picture stopped, and he slammed the remote control and smashed it, but the picture was still flickering, blurry, dim, and a deliberately secretly filmed picture, so flickering that no one else could see the person's face clearly except for the person......

The painful feeling was like an iron hoop around the throat, slowly, little by little, contracting, stretching, as if to strangle the neck alive—

The whole body is dry and bursting, and the person who cannot be liberated is as if he has taken an invisible medicine, diffuse, swell, and torment.

In the future, my life can only rely on this despicable picture to give occasional solace, and then, in solace, go crazy and die?