He had a wife, but he still refused to let her go. After the freshness of the newlyweds in March, he quickly lost interest in the woman he chose who was rich, powerful and beautiful and loved him. []

His wife was pregnant, so she gave him even more reasons.

He originally wanted to stop touching her, and wanted to make her feel pain. He didn't know that this was the peaceful life she had thought about for a long time, but he couldn't help it. He wanted her, and the feeling she could give him was replaced by any woman, including his noble wife who was married to the interests of the nobles whom he just married home.

In her room, he took her for himself by her crying, and left his wife in their new house alone to guard the empty room.

His parents had no idea what the brother and sister were doing.

And how could his wife not know?

His selfishness and cruelty caused her tragedy. Isn’t this the tragedy of his wife?

He didn't hurt her enough, and he asked another woman to hurt her too.

He knew her pain and struggle, but he could escape even if he resisted.

But he did not feel guilty about doing so.

"Yao'er, where are you? Forgive me, give me a chance to atone for sins, okay? Come back soon, stop torture me anymore, I know I'm wrong... Do you know? I'm the popular girlfriend today, and when I come to her, I really scared me. She looks a bit like you, but not very similar, but when she looks like her, I feel like you are by my side. I even... even think she is your daughter, Yao'er, you don't know, when I think this way, my heart hurts a lot, in fact... I really hope she is your daughter, so that I can find you, but I don't want her to be yours.

Daughter, if she was your daughter, I would be crazy jealous and would want to kill that girl’s father, let alone make her my daughter-in-law? Yao'er, tell me, you didn’t fall in love with other men, you didn’t belong to other men, and you didn’t give birth to another man after leaving me. You also love me, so you can only be mine, and you can only give birth to my child, because you are the only one in my heart, and there is never another woman, how can you not love me? How can I bear it? Yao'er... don’t you think so?" Xiao Yuan was talking to himself and turned the next page of the photo.

The photo was a photo of her violin lying around her neck when she was twelve years old. The little face was still filled with the melancholy that was not in line with her age. However, in this photo, she had a rare smile on her face. At this photo, Xiao Yuan's eyes suddenly flashed with confusion, and suddenly his black eyes narrowed. How could he forget that his Yaoer was a person who liked music? She was so fascinated by the violin and wanted to learn it, but he cruelly smashed her violin to pieces, and then pulled her onto the bed with her cry, asking her hard to kill her heart...

She is so passionate about music, but in order to make her suffer, he even deprived her of her hobbies, just because he wanted her to suffer even more!

Later, after she ran away from home, she became the maid of Liszt, who was a shameless boy, for the sake of life!

She is a person who likes music. She admires Liszt's music. Her dream is to find her own happiness and happiness in music.

Lin Zhiyin also likes music. Is she a genius piano girl?

This kind of talent is inherited, how can such a coincidence happen in the world?

Xiao Yuan's heart suddenly started to be beating wildly, and his emotions that had calmed down fell into a state of tension and madness again.

His Yao'er doesn't write a diary because there is nothing she wants to remember in her memories. Those are the pain and torture he brings to her. She doesn't want to recall it, so he doesn't expect her to leave him anything like diary to let him know any secret thoughts.

But she has a bunch of things he has never flipped!?

Yu he immediately put the album back, and then hurried to another room to look at the relics of her mother left by Yao'er. In fact, he wanted to burn these things, but at that time, her mother jumped off the building and committed suicide. She died so miserably. She cried so hard that she almost jumped off the building. He still felt soft and did not turn the last thing of her mother's mother into ashes. After she left, these things were sealed in the cabinets of this room. Of course, he never had the mood to take a look. These were the things left by her mother, which he regarded as revenge.

The trash like enemies, if it weren't for her, he had thrown them away early in the morning, but at this moment, they became evidence that he wanted to confirm some of his guesses, so he opened it and flipped through the things inside. There were not many things there, nor was it the one he thought that her mother pretended to be the gold, silver jewelry, jewelry and diamonds that his father bought for her, but a few simple and inferior pieces of men and women, old clothes for the little girl, a few pairs of shoes, and a little girl's headwear... This is... what they had before they came to the Xiao family? The original belongings of their family of three?

Xiao Yuan was very surprised and his heart began to be beating uneasy. He flipped through the pile of ashes, but no longer had too much disgust. He knew that his father remarried, but insisted on marrying a married woman because the woman was his first love. Because of her, his mother died of depression. Then his father married her into the house regardless of anyone's opposition...

Then he met Yao'er, which was the beginning of his revenge on their mother and daughter, and the source of her painful life!

He flipped through these things, but seemed to understand the reason why Yao'er refused to let him ruin it, because it was the only memory she, her mother and her biological father had before. Her mother did not forget it, and she... she didn't want to forget it. Maybe they were poor at that time, but they were happy, at least... she had the pain of her parents, and she would not have been humiliated when she met him???

He trembled his hands with a slight pain, flipping through the things, and finally found a kraft paper bag on the bottom floor that had been too old.

What is contained in it is not a diary, and the thin feel proves his guess.

He immediately trembled his hands and picked up the paper bag, which was covered with dust. He reached in and took out a household registration sheet.

It's a very old household registration book.

It has a history of at least forty years. He had only seen this kind of book when he was very young. It was handwritten, with a layer of yellowed, harder, and a plastic shell on the outside.

Yao'er's household registration book???
Chapter completed!