Chapter 722 A Bunch Of Flowers Every Day (1/2)

As soon as Ximena saw that face, she was shocked. Her head hit the car roof heavily. She gritted her teeth in pain. Shouldn't this bad man still be in prison?

Why was he released from prison before ten years?

Or this person was not him, but just looked like him.

Thinking of this, Ximena reached out her hand to touch the face. She had lived alone with her child in the past few years, and she had taken care of all the work in the family, no matter how big or small the work was. It was inevitable that the muscles in her hands became more and more stiff, and the strength of her arms was not small. She felt that she just pinched his face casually...

Unexpectedly, Yates woke up with pain. He grinned and said with a bad temper, ”who, who is it! Which bastard... ”

Ximena was still a little uncertain. Seeing his face and hearing his tone, she was immediately sure.

In an instant, she pushed him away and shouted, ”Yates! Let me tell you, don't play this with me. Do you think I'm a fool? ”

Yates was so drunk. He was still dreaming in his dream, in which Ximena was so gentle to him, called him ”husband” and cooked for him. They went out to celebrate their son's birthday. It was a once-in-a-century dream, but he was woken up by a smelly woman...

But when he saw the face of the woman clearly, he was almost scared out of his wits. ”Ximena...” He froze there, as if something was stuck in his throat.

”Damn you!”

At first, Ximena was in a good mood, but when she saw his face, she was not in a good mood anymore. She wanted to scold him.

”You have no right to call me Ximena...”

”…”

They should be incompatible as fire and water!

Yates didn't believe his eyes. He reached out his hand and rubbed them, but the fact was that there was nothing wrong with his eyes. It was not an illusion after getting drunk. ”Why... Why are you here?”

”That's my question. Why are you here?” Ximena opened the door directly. She stood outside like a bandit, while Yates looked like a snatched virgin.

”Weren't you sentenced to ten years? Why did you come out in eight years? I knew it A scumbag like you will still be given preferential treatment no matter how many evil things you do. ”

”No.” Yates frowned slightly. He got out of the car and stood face to face with her. ”since I performed well in it, it was reduced by two years.”

”So... You just came out? ” Seeing that his skin was much darker and thinner than before, Ximena felt that his sharp edge had almost worn out in prison. ”You just came out to eat and drink?” She asked.