Bad Egg Brother Released My Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 122

  Ye Xiu's expression on his face finally cracked, he hastily grabbed her hand, stopping her from continuing to hurt her own body.

  In her dark eyes, a hint of pain flashed by. Would she rather hurt herself than be touched by him?

  No, the more she was unwilling, the more he wanted her to submit!

  He spread her legs wide apart, his masculine pride already standing tall beneath him. With a thrust of his waist, he entered her body. The aphrodisiac's effect was very potent, and the originally dry passage had secreted out transparent ***, playing a very good lubricating role, allowing him to enter her body without any obstruction.

  Although she was tight inside, he couldn't stay still for a moment, and he couldn't help but move heavily again.

  Yu Luo had already been driven by the pain inside her to a state of gradual confusion, and when she suddenly felt an object invading from below, she also felt that the pain was not her own.

  Gradually, consciousness became increasingly blurred, the body numb in his large palm, repeatedly being slammed against the headboard and then roughly pulled back, enduring his more intense collisions...

  It was unclear how much time had passed when the man finally felt satisfied. The person beneath him had lost consciousness at some point.

  Ye Xiu turned over and pulled Yu Wenzhou into his arms, their two sweaty bodies sticking together. A warm current flowed through his heart, but it was mixed with an unusual bitterness.

  He brushed aside the black hair on his back, gently planting one kiss after another on her back, then turned her over, biting his own finger, stretching it to her mouth, gently prying open her lips, and a drop of bright red blood dripped down, seeping into the gap between her teeth.

  He saw that her tightly furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxed, and her pale face also gradually regained its rosy complexion. In his heart, a complex emotion surged up.

  He finally used this desperate method to keep her by his side. But as long as she could stay with him forever, what else mattered?

  He stretched out his finger, gently stroking the small red spot that appeared under her eye, and couldn't help but smile. This red mark was like his exclusive label, from now on, she belonged to him alone.

  Lolo, from now on, you're not allowed to leave me again.

  Yu Luo locked herself in the room, beside the big bed, her mobile phone ringing nonstop, but she seemed not to have heard it, curled up into a ball, shivering.

  Outside the door, there were voices of servants talking, Yu Luo vaguely heard the two words "Li Shu", her eyes flashed, and she quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

  Several servants stood outside the door, obviously new and unfamiliar faces. Seeing Yu Luo come out, they guessed that she was the owner of this house, so they saluted respectfully.

  "Sorry, we disturbed you while you were resting, Miss. We'll leave now."

  "Wait a minute."

  Yu Luo called out to them and hastily rushed in front of them.

  "What were you just talking about?"

  The servants jostled each other, deeply afraid of offending their own young mistress. Before coming, they had already heard about the master's temperament. If they offended the young lady, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  Finally, someone stammered and stuttered as he stood up and spoke.

  "Miss Hui, it's someone from the hospital, bringing over the belongings of the former caretaker. We're discussing how to handle them."

  Relics...

  Yu Luo's nose turned sour and she held back her tears.

  "Give me his belongings, remember, don't tell anyone."

  The servant nodded and handed over the bag that had been sent from the hospital earlier to Yu Luo, then retreated.

  She trembled as she opened the bag with both hands, inside which were Uncle Li's clothes before his death, and a painting album.

  That painting album, she remembered, was painted when she was in elementary school art class. At that time, the paintings were messy and not even praised by the teacher, but Li Shu smiled and said she had a talent for painting.

  Later on, I didn't attend art class anymore, and the sketchbook went missing, but what I didn't know was that this worthless thing had been carefully treasured by Uncle Li.

  Li Shu treated her like his own daughter since she was young, but he died because of himself. Yu Luo's heart ached, carefully collecting Li Shu's belongings, tears had already fallen.

  Inadvertently, she saw that in the corner of the bag, where it was half covered by clothes, there was an iron box with mottled marks on its surface, showing its age to be quite distant.

  Yu Luo reached out and took out the iron box, which was originally locked. Perhaps due to the car accident, the lock had loosened, and she opened it. Inside, lay a yellowed diary.

  The name is the biggest mistake of my life.

  Yu Luo's heart suddenly rose with a sense of inexplicable unease, she hesitated and flipped open her diary, the first entry, showed the time as fourteen years ago, the title was - Yu Peiru.

  Yu Luo's hand trembled, Yu Pei Ru, it was actually his mother's name. How could his mother's name appear in Uncle Li's diary?

  The story began fourteen years ago.

  Fourteen years ago, Yu Luo was five years old and did not have a father. Her mother, Yu Pei Ru, was an unmarried mother who met Li Shu, the butler of the Ye Manor, and soon he was attracted to her, didn't mind that she had a daughter, and was willing to marry her and take care of them both.

  However, his love was rejected by Yu Peiru, who did not like him. Instead, she met the master of Yezhai, Ye Tianlin, in an unintentional occasion and fell in love at first sight. Since then, she often borrowed the name of coming to find Li Shu to hope to see Ye Tianlin again.

  Soon, Uncle Li knew that Yu Peiru loved not himself, but his master Ye Tianlin. Ye Tianlin was a gentle person and apart from the master-slave relationship with Uncle Li, they could also be close friends. When Yu Peiru learned of this relationship, she asked Uncle Li to introduce her to Ye Tianlin. Although Uncle Li felt uncomfortable in his heart, he eventually created an opportunity for Yu Peiru and Ye Tianlin to meet unexpectedly.

  At that time, Yu Peiru was still young and beautiful despite having a five-year-old daughter. With the deliberate creation of a romantic encounter, Ye Tianlin successfully fell in love with her at first sight. Even after learning she had a daughter, he didn't mind. Three months later, he married Yu Peiru into the Ye family despite the opposition from the Ye family.

  The following text mostly describes the happy life of Yu Peiru and Ye Tianlin. Later, it mentions Ye Xiuzhen. Ye Xiuzhen is the youngest son of the Ye family, who was 13 years old at that time, intelligent and talented. He was resistant to Yu Peiru, who suddenly entered his life, and Yu Peiru often complained to Uncle Li about this.

  The last page of the diary wrote that Ye Tianlin and Ye Jia's eldest son, Ye Xiuyu, died unexpectedly, while Yu Peiru was forced to death by Ye Xiuchen.

  Yu Luo's hand holding the diary suddenly trembled, and the memories of 14 years ago surged out. On a rainy night, she got up at midnight to get water from the kitchen, but saw her brother with a gloomy face coming out of their mother's room. The next day, her mother committed suicide.

  Everyone says that she committed suicide out of fear of punishment, but she doesn't know what crime her mother committed, only that she was afraid. It turns out that her mother didn't commit suicide, but was actually driven to death by her brother.

  "Bang!"

  The yellowed notebook fell to the ground, and in Ruo's mind, it exploded with a loud bang. She rushed out of the room frantically, but didn't see that the gentle breeze blowing through the window had blown away the last few pages of the yellowed notebook, which should have still had some content left. Because of this damage, the entire diary was forever frozen in time, fourteen years ago.

  "Miss, where are you going?"

  Mo Si blocked Yun Luo, who had tears streaming down his face, and the latter gave him a cold glance.

  "Get out!"

  Mo Si was taken aback, he had never seen such a rainy Luo, and before he could react, she had already run out.

  Yu Luo ran out desperately, hailed a taxi and sped towards the Ye Corporation Building.

  "Miss, who are you looking for?"

  The receptionist had not finished speaking when Yu Luo directly took the CEO's private elevator, which went straight up to the highest floor of the Ye Corporation building, the CEO's office.

  Ye Xiu Zhen was a bit distracted at work today. In the tea room, he overheard his subordinates discussing flower language. He heard them say that no matter how much girls pout and sulk, as long as boys give them flowers, they won't be angry anymore. So, like an impulsive young man, he called the florist, patiently listening to the explanation of each flower's language and the meaning of different quantities. Finally, he ordered a bouquet of 101 roses.

  He remembered that her favorite flower was a rose. The owner of the flower shop said that 101 roses meant "my dearest".

  She is his most beloved.

  I don't know how many times I've put down the pen that was reviewing documents, Ye Xiu raised his head to glance at the wall clock, there's still an hour before lunch break. His line of sight shifted slightly, and he saw a fiery red rose quietly lying on the sofa beside him, not too many or too few, exactly 101 flowers.

  He thought that when it was twelve o'clock and he got off work, he would take some time to go back to his night house, give her the flowers, and his mouth slightly hooked up, as if he couldn't wait to know her reaction when she received the flowers.

  At this time, outside the office door, a sudden noise came, and in the next second, the door was pushed open with great force. Yu Luo's pale face rushed into Ye Xiuchen's heart.

  "Master, Miss..."

  "It's all right, you go down first."

  Ye Xiuzhen's mouth curled up into a smile, she stood up and walked to Yu Luo's front, stretched out her hand wanting to wipe away the sweat on her forehead, but was dodged by her.

  His smile froze, but he didn't get angry.

  "Lolo, how did you come? Miss me? Hmm?"

  His voice was laced with subtle temptation, but at this moment, in Yu Luo's ears, there was only disgust and hypocrisy.

  Ye Xiu didn't notice her unease and turned around, picking up the bouquet of 101 roses from the sofa and handing it to her.

  "Lolo, I'm giving it to you, do you like it?"

  He carefully observed the expression on her face, hoping to see the surprise in her eyes.

  However—

  "Bang!"

  A dull thud sounded, and Ye Xun's hand relaxed, the rose that symbolized "my dearest" fell to the ground, its petals shattering apart.

  Ye Xiu deeply gazed at the scattered rose petals on the ground, slowly turned his head back, and a pair of black eyes gradually took on a cold tone.

  "What's wrong?"

  The person in front of me had a face full of anger and eyes filled with hatred.

  "Brother, I hate you!"

  Yu Luo raised his small hand again, but it was caught in mid-air by a large palm. A tall figure loomed over him, eyes filled with incredulity.

  "Lolo, what did you say?"