Chapter seven hundred and seventy-ninth warm companionship (2)
No need to think about it, that person's fate must be extremely miserable.
If Qi Ye knew that she was almost bullied, it would be strange if he didn't crush the other party's bones and ashes.
Yi Sa didn't kill the man on the spot. He definitely didn't want him to die too easily. He couldn't bear to let others rude?
"If Yi Sa hadn't appeared that day, I would have been given a gift to the man to apologize, and life would probably stop at that time," Ye Yan's tone was a little sad: "So I am very grateful to him. In the past twenty years of life, only he has been sincerely kind to me. After that incident, Yi Sa began to train me personally. He was very fierce and knew that I had no intention of showing mercy when I started late." As he complained, his tone was very relaxed, mixed with a smile: "I broke my bones many times and couldn't get up, and then he sat by the bed, while helping me with bones and medicine, while saying I was stupid."
Those years were the happiest time in her life. She was accompanied by someone every day, so she didn't have to worry about being sent to someone suddenly. She was carefree. She often stayed in Yi Sa's arms and slept for an afternoon.
He treated her very well, surpassing everyone.
Ye Weilan listened, feeling a little sad. Children who were abandoned by God as soon as they were born rarely have the right to be happy.
"I really envy you," Ye Yan said quietly: "Your adoptive parents are sincerely good to you."
Ye Weilan also smiled: "Yes, I'm very lucky."
First there was the Ye family's parents, then when they met Qi Ye, and finally had a pair of lovely children.
"Yi Sa is going to get engaged, are you sad?" Ye Weilan asked softly.
Ye Yan tilted his head. In the dim light, Ye Weilan couldn't see her expression clearly. He could only hear the woman's voice, and there was a hint of sourness in the coldness: "It is definitely false to say that he is not sad. He is the only one in his life for more than 20 years. He is about to leave me and belong to another woman... But no matter how sad it is, what can it be?"
They are cousins, a foregone conclusion!
No one can change this.
She had no choice but to smile and wish her blessings.
Ye Weilan fell silent, but just stretched out a hand from under the quilt, quietly held Ye Yan's hand, and comforted silently.
"Go to sleep." After a long time, she whispered.
The people around him did not respond, closed their eyes, and didn't know if they had fallen asleep.
Ye Weilan closed her eyes, thought for a while, and fell asleep.
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Eugen.
The people's anger was raging. In just half a day, thousands of believers had gathered outside the Holy See's Hall, shouting passionately and bravely to burn the witch to death.
The Holy See is also surging.
The Presbyterians took the opportunity to attack and stood on the same front as Madame Camilla, demanding that the Pope hand over the princess to calm the public's anger.
Ou Ruoqinghan's face was as light as ever, and she sat on the jade pedestal and savored tea. So far, she has not expressed any comments.
Several heads of the Law Enforcement Hall looked strange, seemingly helpless and headaches, and they were all complicated.
Qin Yu stood behind the pope and put the expressions of everyone in the hall into his eyes, with a hint of deep thought in his eyes.
The victim of this incident, Mrs. Kamila, is still lying on the bed. It is said that her face is swollen like a pig's head and she can't come out to meet people, otherwise she would have run out to cry.
Chapter completed!