Author: Xiangcha

"I just took on a new project and I really can't leave. How about you take Yutang back to China first?"

"Yutang has just started school and hasn't adapted to the new school yet. Where will she go to school if I take her back?"

"Then what do you want to do? Your mother needs someone to take care of her, and I can't leave. You can't just throw the jade to me. I don't have time to take care of the child."

The couple's quarrel woke up Zhao Yutang, who had been in a coma for a long time. She was now in a small European-style villa, with a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air.

At this time, Chen Sijing came over. She was a very calm woman, "Yutang, I have to go back to take care of your grandma when she is sick. It will take about half a month. Can you take care of yourself in this half month?"

Father Zhao followed closely, a little unhappy, "How can she take care of herself as a child?"

Chen Sijing ignored her husband. She raised the child with her own hands. Of course she knew what her daughter was capable of.

In fact, she had no right to refuse at all.

Zhao Yutang nodded, and Chen Sijing's expression softened slightly, and then she thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we send her to Mr. Smith's house next door. Mrs. Smith has a very enthusiastic personality and will definitely be willing to help us."

This was considered a compromise, and Father Zhao quickly agreed.

"Yutang go up and pack your luggage. You can stay at Mrs. Smith's house next door for a while."

Zhao Yutang obeyed the instructions. When he passed by the dressing table, he caught a glimpse of his appearance at the moment and was slightly startled.

The original owner was only thirteen years old and had not had time to draw a strip yet, so she looked young and green, but her facial features were very similar to hers, exactly like her when she was a child.

Chen Sijing knocked on the door next door with a gift. The townhouses in this area were all of a similar style, but Mrs. Smith was obviously a person with a sense of life and kept the flowers at the door in order.

After waiting for a few seconds, Mrs. Smith opened the door. She had long light blond hair and slightly blue eyes. When she saw them, she greeted them warmly, "Zhao, Chen, what can I do?"

Chen Sijing briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter, and Mrs. Smith quickly agreed. She held Zhao Yutang's hand and praised her continuously, "That's great. I like Yutang very much. Don't worry, I will take care of her."

Yutang took good care of it."

True to her word, she affectionately led Zhao Yutang into the house, "My dear little girl, I will take you to meet Eric."

The moment he walked in, the familiar alarm sounded.

[Warning, the host has entered the main venue of the thriller "From Hell". Your identity card in this scene is "Silent Childhood Neighbor", please receive relevant information.]

At Mrs. Smith's call, a little boy walked downstairs. He was about ten years old, with dazzling short blond hair, snow-white skin, and a faint rose color on his lips. His green eyes were like frozen lakes, indifferent.

He was proud, and when he looked over, he slightly raised his long eyelashes.

He is a very beautiful young boy.

However, it was such a doll-like boy who killed the first person in his life two years later. Since then, he has been stained with blood, becoming the most troublesome serial killer for the police department. It was not until he deliberately exposed his identity as an adult that people knew

The devil they had been fearing for so long turned out to be so young and so handsome.

[Please note, host, that the storyline of this thriller has jumped back to ten years ago for you, please explore your own ways to survive. 】

Ten years ago, Eric was still a child. Ten years later, he has become a bloodthirsty devil.
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