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Life is full of surprises. You never know if you're eating shit-flavored chocolate or chocolate-flavored shit, just as you never know if what comes back from hell is a demon or a fat cat.
This fat cat is still trying to snuggle up to Qin Yu's chest.
It's a little small, but oh so soft, like all the pillows at Qin Yu's house that belong to his Qin Jiaojiao. They're all his!
Of course, when he saw the car coming and saw Su Wanmo inside, Jiaojiao didn't feel too good. Her eyes sharpened, her fat ears perked up, and she seemed a bit on edge.
"Is she your new hookup?!"
Qin Yu: "No."
Jiaojiao: "Damn it, she must be an old hookup then!"
This silly little chubby cried like there was no end. Qin Yu couldn't stand it when he saw her eyes reddened, and replied, "Stop talking nonsense, that's Ye Yan's wife."
When he brought this up, Qin Yu's face didn't look too good either.
Ye Yan's wife? It's just heart-wrenching thinking about it.
