Pipi stopped on the bookshelf, its beady eyes fixed on Ye Zhiguo.
Ye Zhiguo locked the door. The safe was next to the bookcase, a small box about a foot square. Pipi stared intently at it as Ye Zhiguo carefully turned the dial around and around.
Pipi stared intently, memorizing everything.
"Click"
The safe door opened. It had two layers, but there wasn't much inside except for some notebooks and documents. It was completely empty. Ye Zhiguo took everything out and found Ye Qingqing's household registration book.
The dark red household registration booklet was still brand new. Ye Zhiguo opened it, glanced at it, and then put it aside, looking lost, as if he was recalling something.
Ye Zhiguo picked up a document with a red stamp on it, which looked like something very important, otherwise Ye Zhiguo wouldn't have kept it in the safe.
"Ya Li, Ya Li... Is your heart made of ice? It's been so many years and I still can't warm it up..."
Ye Zhiguo put down the documents, picked up a women's watch, gently stroked it, and murmured to himself, his voice filled with a mixture of resentment and longing.
"If you could stay by my side without worry, why would I..."
Ye Zhiguo's face suddenly turned ruthless, all traces of his previous longing vanished, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes.
Pipi was startled; this man was no pushover!
Ye Zhiguo put the lady's watch back into the safe, his expression returned to calm, he only took out the household registration book, closed the safe, and left the study.
Pipi flew out of the window in a flash, but Ye Zhiguo didn't pay any attention and went back to his room for a nap.
Ye Qingqing was massaging Lu Mo's legs. She had been massaging Lu Mo every day without fail, and the effect was very obvious. Lu Mo's legs no longer looked as pale and weak as before.
"I'll give you acupuncture; I'm already very skilled at it, so your leg will heal faster."
Ye Qingqing said happily that every night she would experiment on Ye Lan and Ye Hua, randomly mixing some sleeping pills to knock them unconscious, and then using their legs as sandbags.
If they get burned, it's their bad luck; if they get away with it, it's their good fortune.
"How did you train?" Lu Mo asked.
Spending every day with this girl, Lu Mo is no longer as indifferent as before, and he talks more.
Ye Qingqing chuckled and mumbled, "How about a rabbit, a cat, a dog, or something...hehe!"
Lu Mo looked at her suspiciously, not quite believing her.
He had already discovered Ye Qingqing's characteristic: whenever she lied, her eyes would wander, looking around but never daring to look at him.
That girl's eyes are definitely telling the truth; she's lying.
"You stabbed yourself in the leg?" Lu Mo suddenly thought of a possibility and asked sharply.
This silly girl is very likely to do that, experimenting on her own leg.
"How could this be... Oh dear... What are you doing?"
Ye Qingqing cried out, her left calf already held in Lu Mo's hand. She stood on one leg, her left jade leg placed horizontally in front of Lu Mo, in a very ambiguous posture.
The large, rough hand on her leg was hot and ticklish, a sensation she had never experienced before. Ye Qingqing blushed and stopped struggling, leaning against Lu Mo's wheelchair.
"See, see..." Ye Qingqing raised her leg a little higher, only a tiny distance from Lu Mo's mouth.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like Lu Mo wants to nibble on her jade-like legs.
Ye Qingqing's heart raced, and she secretly rejoiced that she had no hair on her legs.
Hmm... she has very little hair, and her legs are straight, white, and tender, which should satisfy Lu Mo!
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