How could this auntie be so cruel to him?
"Hurry up and write. If you don't want to, sign this for me."
Song Silan glanced at Ye Xingsi and his voice turned cold.
Right now, she was wondering if she was going to live with this brat. She was going to die from anger for ten years. No, maybe twenty years.
"I'll just write it. The second line: Without permission, auntie must not have any thoughts about Ye Xingsi body."
Song Silan: I'll endure it!
"Third:... ... The above terms will come into force today!"
After Ye Xingsi wrote less than ten lines, he followed suit and added this sentence at the end of the page.
"Auntie, can you take a look?"
Ye Xingsi smiled and took the piece of paper to Song Silan.
"No!"
Song Silan didn't even look at it. Ye Xingsi would n' t she do it?
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