In City S, a large-scale book launch was being held in the central square. A group of reporters gathered underneath, many of whom came specially from other places to attend the book launch of the most popular androgynous beauty writer, Su Mo.
Under the spotlight, a long-haired woman in a white dress walked onto the stage. After saying hello to the book fans and reporters below, she sat on the stage. Although she was not the kind of beauty who was stunning at first sight.
, the unique charm exuding from her whole body has conquered everyone's attention. Even reporters, who have always been sharp-eyed and critical, can't help but be captured by her temperament.
She is like a born star, without any pretense of a star. She has a friendly and gentle smile on her face, and there is no sense of distance at all. Even though she is a hot best-selling author, various TV programs are vying to invite her to interview her.
She still behaves very low-key. Apart from attending the new book launch event in person, she has only agreed to be interviewed by one media.
That's M.O..
When Su Mo sat down, there was a round of warm applause. The press conference began. After the host's routine introduction, it was time for questions from the media.
"Miss Su, are you married?"
"Haha, I am already a mother of two children." Su Mo smiled and showed off the diamond ring on her left hand generously.
Seeing that she was so cooperative, it was not as difficult as the rumors said. The reporters were like chicken blood and asked all kinds of questions.
"Ms. Su, you have chosen to publish your new book in this city. Is there any special reason?"
"This place is very special to me."
"Ms. Su, there is news that this is your autobiographical novel. Is the content in the book your personal experience?"
This question made Su Mojiao laugh and joke, "How is this possible? Please don't make any comments. How can there be such an incompetent man in this world?"
One sentence made everyone below laugh.
In front of the TV, a certain man's face had already darkened.
Mu Chuan was holding a book in his hand and was reading it with gusto. The big words "In the Years When My Husband Was Not Good" on the cover were particularly eye-catching. From time to time, he could hear a few bursts of laughter, laughing and looking at the boss over there.
Take a few glances, and you will see that the more someone on the TV deliberately refuses to make mistakes, the happier he will be reading.
At this time, Di Yunxiao was walking downstairs, holding this book in his hand, with a happy smile on his lips. He sat on the sofa, glanced at the beautiful writer who was interviewing, and then looked at his whole body
Mojia, who was filled with anger, smiled a little deeper.
"I heard that the book Fantasy is selling well."
"Haha...sister-in-law's writing is so funny!" Mu Chuan had long forgotten the black-faced boss next to him, and couldn't wait to share it with Di Yunxiao, "I read this book, brothers should
Everyone has a copy, as an inspirational reading book for our K-word party!"
A sharp gaze, mixed with a biting cold wind, headed straight towards Muchuan.
Mu Chuan shrank his neck and closed his mouth obediently.
Di Yunxiao smiled faintly, "As far as I know, some brothers have already started organizing group purchases, and some have spontaneously translated it into English, French, German and other versions to benefit foreign brothers."
Mu Chuan resisted and did not let himself laugh. Looking at the boss's slightly distorted handsome face, he had the noble consciousness of becoming a serf and singing.
Mo Jia took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, raised his eyes to look at Di Yunxiao, and ordered coldly, word for word, "Call the publisher, no matter how many copies she prints, I want them all! They are not allowed on the market.
One book appears! Do you hear me clearly? No one is allowed to appear!"
Di Yunxiao held back his laughter and cleared his throat, "I know."
When Mu Chuan heard this, he quietly hid the copy that his sister-in-law had given him personally...
On TV, the interview was coming to an end, and at this moment, there was a sudden commotion.
"Look, isn't that Mo Sheng, the president of M.O.?"
"Yes, yes, why is he here?"
"Could it be that she was personally cheering for Su Mo? If that's the case, her face would be too great, right?"
"Oh, by the way, Su Mo only agreed to do a TV interview with M.O., could it be these two people..."
The reporters' ability to draw inferences from one example is very strong. In just a few dozen seconds, several versions of the script about Su Mo and Mo Sheng had taken shape.
Mo Sheng ignored the reporters' surprised gazes and walked onto the stage calmly. His elegant demeanor, handsome appearance, and his status as M.O. CEO all gave him layers of gold. As soon as he appeared, he was snatched away.
Su Mo's limelight gathered all the focus.
Mo Sheng came to her and smiled elegantly, "Congratulations."
Su Mo smiled, "Thank you."
Apart from that, the two didn't talk much. Under the guidance of the staff, Su Mo walked off the stage, got into a black luxury car and left. The sharp-eyed reporter discovered that it was Mo Sheng's car.
.
Sitting in the car, Mo Sheng handed him a glass of juice. She took it and looked at him with a half-smile, "President Mo, please come over to support me. I'm really flattered!"
Mo Sheng smiled bitterly, "Okay, Huanhuan, don't make fun of me." He raised his eyes and said seriously, "You know why I'm looking for you."
Su Huanhuan picked up the juice, took a sip, put it down after a while, looked at him deeply, and asked suddenly, "How have you been doing this past year?"
Mo Sheng raised his lips. Although the smile on his face seemed ordinary, it was very warm. "Although I repeat the same thing every day, I have never been so at ease."
Huanhuan smiled, "That's good."
Maybe there is someone around him who can make him feel at ease. Just being by his side quietly can make him feel at ease. Sometimes people's feelings are very complicated. The reason why two people come together is not necessarily love.
Wanting to love is also a reason that is enough to convince each other.
After a moment of silence, she asked quietly, "How is she?"
Mo Sheng shook his head, "Not good."
Knowing what his "not good" meant, Huanhuan sighed and looked out the window, "Take me to see her."
The car drove out of the city and drove all the way to Jinxiu, arriving at the entrance of the Mo family villa located in the middle of the mountain.
Huan Huan calmly stepped out of the car and looked around. As for the memory here, she will always stay in the beautiful moment when she first met Mo Jia.
"Let's go," Mo Sheng walked in front, Huan Huan followed behind him, his back was still upright, but there was an indescribable loneliness.
As soon as the two of them walked up the stairs, they saw a maid running downstairs in a hurry. She looked at Mo Sheng and said anxiously, "Master, it's not good, Miss Yan..."
Mo Sheng's expression changed, and he quickly ran up to the maid before he finished listening. Huanhuan didn't hesitate and followed him upstairs.
Running to the door, Mo Sheng suddenly stopped, looked at the door handrail, hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed with a trace of uncertainty, his lips were slightly pursed, and he still stretched out his hand to open the door.
There was a faint fragrance of orchids floating in the room, which smelled very comfortable and made people feel relaxed. Lying on the bed was a thin body, so thin that it lost its human shape. A head of white hair, as dry as a ball of straw, lay there, gone.
Generally angry.
Seeing her chest still rising and falling weakly, Mo Sheng finally felt relieved. The frenzy on his face calmed down, and he quietly walked over, arranged her body, picked up a pillow and cushioned it
Behind her, he pulled the quilt over her body. Knowing that she cared about her appearance the most, especially in front of her opponents, he casually combed her messy hair and made sure that there was no problem with her image before letting her go.
He opened his body and smiled softly at Huanhuan, as if explaining and comforting himself, "She's fine, she just fainted."
From Mo Sheng's series of actions just now, it can be seen that in this short year, he has dealt with many such emergencies. Huanhuan turned his eyes to the unconscious woman on the bed again.
A hint of sadness overflowed from my heart.
for her.
Her cheeks were so thin that they were sunken, her eye circles were dark, and her face was covered with wrinkles. The skin on her body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of wax, loose and dry, and there was no trace of the stunning beauty she used to be in the film and television industry.
Beauty's shadow.
"She has been persevering," Mo Sheng stared at her, unable to tell whether it was pity or some other emotion. He just said softly, "She has struggled to come back from the edge of death again and again. It's been really hard for her." With a smile,
His eyes were unusually soft, "I know she wants to stay with me for a few more days."
He raised his eyes and looked at Huanhuan, "No matter what she has done, the punishment she got is really enough. Even if it is not enough, I will pay the rest for her. Please, please save her, okay?"
"
Staring at him, the corners of Huan Huan's lips slightly raised, "I am very happy now, and I don't need to fill it with other people's punishment." After saying that, she walked to the bedside, concentrated her will, looked at Yan Xihua carefully, and found that
The layer of black aura that enveloped her body was so weak that there was only a faint trace left, and it would disappear at any time.
Huanhuan calmed down and slowly raised her hands. A halo of blue light gathered on her hands, gradually forming two luminous spheres, which were aimed at her eyebrows and chest respectively.
She is not Sang Yu and does not know how to cure, but she has the most effective and direct way, which is to transfer some of the divine power in her body to her. She believes that the power of the witch can definitely help her!
Suddenly, her wrist was held by a skinny hand.
Both Mo Sheng and Huan Huan were startled, and they only came to their senses when they looked into Yan Xihua's slightly cold eyes.
Yan Xihua just held Huanhuan's hand, her face expressionless and her eyes as cold as a stranger's.
Mo Sheng said quickly, "Xihua, Huanhuan is here to help you."
Huanhuan didn't speak. The ball of light in her hand disappeared temporarily. Yan Xihua let go of her hand and dropped it weakly. She stared at Huanhuan and said in a hoarse voice, "You will save your enemy, but I won't."
Will not accept charity from the enemy."
Mo Sheng frowned and was about to say something when Huanhuan spoke, "I'm not saving my enemy, I'm just helping my friend."
Obviously, Yan Xihua would not be so sentimental as to include herself as one of her "friends". Of course she understood that Su Huanhuan was referring to Mo Sheng. However, no matter who she was for, dark wizards and they were born with
Wizards with divine power are destined enemies. Hundreds of years ago, and even more so now.
She raised a pair of pale eyes and looked at Mo Sheng, her voice softened a bit and said, "I want to talk to you."
Mo Sheng clenched his fists, smiled at her, nodded, "Okay." Then, he turned to Huanhuan and said apologetically, "Huanhuan, can you wait for me outside first?"
Huanhuan responded considerately, "Yes." She turned around and walked out.
When the door is closed, it seems that the world of the two people has been abandoned in a corner of the world, quietly blooming with a quiet beauty of despair.
Yan Xihua's expression slowly softened, she held Mo Sheng's hand and rubbed it gently, "Don't embarrass me too much, okay?"
Mo Sheng gritted his teeth and looked at her eyes, which became a bit blurry. It was complicated that even he could not distinguish. The world was not generous enough to him and her, so they learned to plunder. In plundering
In the process, I discovered that I actually lost much more.
Maybe, she and him just keep each other warm and keep each other company...
He held her hand and murmured, "I just want you to spend more time with me."
With difficulty, Yan Xihua moved the stiff muscles on her face and gave him a smile. In her life, the period when she lost her beauty was the most practical and peaceful time for her. She no longer cared about whether he loved her or not.
Self, so what if I love you? What if I don’t love you?
"Mo Sheng, you have always wanted to be free and have a new life. Only when I leave can you truly be free, do you understand?" Her old face was quiet and serene, "I am imprinted in your life.
a stain on.”
He didn't like the indifferent tone in which she evaluated him, so he felt a little angry for no reason, "I know better than anyone how bad you are, and I don't need you to remind me anymore."
She raised her hand and wanted to touch his face, but she could only lower it weakly.
Staring at her hands that looked like dry tree bark, she closed her eyes and suddenly said, "Let Su Huanhuan... come in."
Thinking that she had changed her mind, Mo Sheng's eyes lit up, "Okay!" He went out immediately, and Huanhuan walked in after a while.
"Mo Sheng, can you wait outside?" Yan Xihua said softly.
Mo Sheng knew that she had a strong temper and would not want others to see him waiting for rescue. He nodded cheerfully, "I'll wait outside." Before leaving, he nodded gratefully to Huanhuan.
The door closed, and Huanhuan walked to the bed without talking nonsense. There was no need for politeness between her and her.
"let us start."
Yan Xihua raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "Wait a moment..."
Mo Sheng stayed outside alone, restless, staring at the closed door from time to time. Then, he walked to the window, took out a cigarette and lit it, his brows almost knitted together.
In the blink of an eye, the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts again.
The door suddenly opened, and Huanhuan walked out with a pale face. Mo Sheng was shocked. He quickly put out the cigarette between his fingers and strode over, "Huanhuan, how is she...?"
Huanhuan wiped the sweat from her forehead, raised her eyes, didn't say anything, just stepped aside, and Mo Sheng immediately saw the woman sitting on the bed, looking at him with a smile. She had black hair.
Soft and docile, skin that can be broken by blowing, a pair of tender and beautiful eyes, a charming face...
Mo Sheng was so excited that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He thanked Huanhuan, but his words were a little incoherent, "Thank you, thank you... Huanhuan... I..."
Seeing his happy look, Huanhuan slowly shook her head, glanced sideways behind her, her eyes hidden in unspeakable sadness, "Go in and stay with her."
"Okay..." As soon as he walked in, he turned around and said, "By the way, I'll send someone to take you back!"
"No need, Mushan will be there in a moment."
"Oh, that's good." Mo Sheng said goodbye to Huanhuan and hurriedly walked in. He ran to the bed in a few steps and looked at Yan Xihua who had regained her appearance. "I knew that Huanhuan could do it, he could definitely do it..."
Yan Xihua waved to him, "Come here."
Mo Sheng bent down and sat beside the bed, the excitement in his eyes was obvious.
Yan Xihua stretched out her hand and greedily traced the outline of his face inch by inch with her fingers, "Mo Sheng, this is your face..."
Mo Sheng grabbed her hand and stared at her breathtakingly beautiful face. He followed her example and traced it carefully with his fingers, "This is your face, the first time I knew you."
Yanxihua closed her eyes, smiled, and said softly, "Mo Sheng, remember me like this. This is Yanxihua. I don't want you to remember the old and ugly me in the future."
Mo Sheng smiled nonchalantly, "I've been looking at you like that for a year and I've never felt ugly. Why do you still dislike yourself?"
Yan Xihua shook her head seriously, "No woman doesn't care about her appearance, and so do I."
Especially in front of you.
Mo Sheng was in an extremely good mood, not because of her face, but because she could continue to live and accompany him! Therefore, no matter what she said, he would happily respond.
"Oh, by the way, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? I'll go get someone..." Mo Sheng was about to get up when she pulled him back, "Stay with me for a while longer."
Mo Sheng couldn't resist her, so he sat down and said with a smile, "I have thought about it. After you recover, I will announce that you are my wife and then organize a make-up wedding. If you don't mind, I think
Invite Mojia and Huanhuan over."
Yan Xihua just listened, her soft eyes were calm and serene as never before, and she suddenly asked, "Do you regret it?"
"What?" Mo Sheng didn't quite understand what she meant.
"Have you ever regretted marrying me?"
After all, he never loved her.
Mo Sheng smiled and said, "I never thought about it."
Yan Xihua stared at him seriously, "Why?"
"No matter how many thoughts I had at the time, anyway, I never thought about whether I would regret it later or whether it was worth it."
Getting his answer was not what she had imagined, but it was the most reassuring to her...
When Huanhuan walked downstairs, Mushan's car was already waiting outside. She walked over and got in the car. Mushan saw that her face was a little ugly, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell?"
Huanhuan shook her head and glanced at a certain window upstairs. Mushan wanted to start the car, but she said, "I want to stay a little longer."
"Yeah." Although Mushan was confused, he stopped as he was told.
Huan Huan leaned on the chair tiredly and stared there, with unknown sadness and helplessness in his eyes.
After a while, she lowered her eyes silently and said, "Mushan, let's go."
"Yeah." Mu Shan started the car without saying a word until he drove away. In the rearview mirror, the Mo family mansion became farther and farther away and became smaller and smaller.
Regarding this place, in addition to the beautiful memories with Mojia, another one will be added that will never be forgotten.
She will remember that the woman named Yan Xihua is her old enemy.
He is the only opponent she recognizes in her life.
*……………………*
Su Mo's book was a hit, and the trend swept across Asia. Even if Mo Jia was busy buying it, he couldn't stop the enthusiastic fans.
After Su Huanhuan completed book signings in several places, she returned to Mexico City. For her now, publishing a book is just to fulfill her previous ideals and prove that in addition to being the reincarnation of a witch, she can also be Su Huanhuan.
She can be excellent! But now, she has more important things to do!
As soon as she got off the plane, she saw several brothers headed by Muchuan, holding flowers in their hands and greeting her, "Welcome back, sister-in-law!"
Several people behind him slapped their hands fiercely, "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"
Huanhuan took the flowers and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad~"
Mu Chuan chuckled, looked around, and quickly took out a book from his arms, "Sister-in-law, please sign it!"
When she saw that it was her own book, Huanhuan raised her eyebrows, suppressed her smile, and signed it for Mu Chuan. Mu Chuan lowered his voice and revealed the information, "Sister-in-law, the boss is very angry. When you see the boss later,
, but you must be careful!”
Mo Jia's reaction was completely within her expectation. Ever since the publisher sent word that a mysterious buyer had appeared, Huanhuan knew who it was and could guess how angry he would be! No matter if they printed
He wants whatever amount he wants. This kind of generosity makes the publishers a little scared. They say it is a conspiracy played by competitors.
She smiled and patted his head, "Be good~ We are the embodiment of justice, don't give in to evil forces!"
Muchuan shivered, and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, no matter how brave you are to move forward alone, we will definitely support you mentally." He pointed to the book in her hand, "The boss has issued a ban.
, I hid this secretly!"
"Tch, there's no sense of loyalty." Huanhuan gave him the book angrily and walked straight into the castle. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a petite figure running down the stairs.
"Mommy!" Su Xiaoyou, who was wearing a cute sailor uniform, ran over from upstairs with a small schoolbag on her back and threw herself into Huanhuan's arms. She also had a pair of Arale-style black-rimmed glasses without prescription on her face, pulling her away.
Most of her pretty little face was covered. Ah Yin followed her and said with a sweet smile, "This is a minefield right now. If I were you, I would definitely wait until the limelight passes before coming back."
"Haha, what are you afraid of? I have a lightning rod!" Huanhuan hugged her daughter and pinched her little face. She hadn't seen her for more than half a month, and she really missed her little baby!
Ah Yin lazily crossed his arms and leaned against the door, "It seems that you really don't know what trouble you have gotten into."
"Don't worry, I'll just put out the fire." Huanhuan knelt down and asked his precious daughter, "Youyou, has your brother been good these days?"
Su Xiaoyou smiled and nodded, "My brother is very obedient! Apart from burning down Uncle Kun's laboratory once and flooding Uncle Iwen's medical room once, everything is fine."
Huanhuan couldn't laugh this time. She stroked her tangled brow and straightened up, "Okay, I know what to do."
Ah Yin suppressed her smile and went over to comfort her, "Okay, the child is still young, so teach him slowly. Oh, by the way, I took Youyou to the bookstore for a date. Let's talk when we get back."
Su Xiaoyou's pink face turned red again, and she yelled in disbelief, "Aunt Yinzi! I'm not going on a date! It was Yan Che who stopped by and said that there were some very important books that he wanted to take me to buy.
Woolen cloth!"
Ah Yin covered her mouth and smiled, "What book is so important? Do you have to have him take you to buy it?" Seeing Baby Youyou's face getting redder and redder, Ah Yin suppressed her smile and said, "Okay, I know he's staring at you.
My homework is to buy books, not to date."
Huanhuan raised an eyebrow, "Xiao Che came to Mexico?"
Ah Yin blinked at her and said, "Qing came over because he had something to do. After the boy heard about it, he followed him. But Qing was pressed for time and only stayed here for a few hours. We made an appointment to meet at the bookstore at the airport."
Huanhuan smiled, and she really liked Yan Che more and more. But when she thought of her own Mo Xiaohen, she felt very sick. Her son knew how to make progress at such a young age, but her boy was good, he liked her
Run after the pretty aunt!
"Mommy... Well, we have to leave first... Yan Che is still waiting for me there..." Su Xiaoyou lowered his head in embarrassment and pulled A Yin.
Huanhuan smiled and pinched her daughter's little cheek, "Okay, okay, I know you want to see Xiao Che, so you can leave quickly."
"No way~"
Ah Yin held her hand and said with a smile, "Huanhuan, let's go first and talk about it later."
"Um."
Huanhuan shook his head and laughed, turned around, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man standing on the stairs.
Wearing a neat black suit, he showed off his good figure, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, and perfect body proportions, as if he had been deliberately tailored. He put his hands in his pockets and stood upstairs, but his handsome face was covered by
A haze shrouded the place.
His cold and intimidating atmosphere had been created just right. For a moment, even Huan Huan was in awe. But the first words he blurted out broke everything.
"Who can't?"
Huanhuan was startled for a moment, and then he made her laugh.
Mojia ignored it and slowly walked down the stairs. Even Wannian Bingshan would care about the question of "can it be done?" In the past few days, he has received a group of underworld "fellow Taoists" including Yan Shengjie.
He expressed his condolences, and the boss of Guimen, Anshen, even enthusiastically collected a bunch of folk remedies for him! When he got angry, he took several territories of Guimen in succession. Anshen was not angry either, saying that he just needed to vent at this time, and Guimen
The territory is huge. If you like, you can grab it. He will open the door to welcome you. Of course, if necessary, he will be very happy to cooperate and resist a few times.
After that, Dark God successfully squeezed into Mojia's blacklist.
Seeing that the instigator was still laughing so hard, the anger in Mojia's chest became even more overflowing, "Su Huanhuan! Don't you know what mistake you made?"
Fortunately she can laugh!
Huanhuan finally stopped laughing and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. When she saw her husband's dark handsome face, she hurriedly went over to comfort her. She held his arm like a baby and blinked her moist eyes.
"Okay, I know I was wrong, so don't be angry! Besides, this is a novel to begin with. Those people who have nothing to do and just take the seats are too abominable!"
Mo Jia stared at her coldly, "Novel? You wrote it so vividly, who wouldn't be able to guess it?!"
Huanhuan said confidently, "Without you as a prototype, how could I possibly write something with feelings? You know, if you don't have feelings about something like that, you can't write it at all! In other words, I can only write with you.
Only when she is feeling very, very...emotional~" At the end of the sentence, her cheeks turned slightly red, and her playful look made Mo Jia's hard-earned anger feel like a deflated rubber ball.
The child was deflated.
He looked at her for a while and then asked in a cold voice, "Really?"
Huanhuan nodded, "Of course it's true! You wouldn't let me lust after a virtual man, would you?"
Mo Jia seemed to be very satisfied with this kind of rhetoric. He glanced at her coldly and said nothing. He just snorted, turned around and walked upstairs. Huanhuan quickly followed him, holding his arm with a smile.
"The big deal is, I'll just write "The Years During My Husband's Business" in the next part~"
Mojiasuer stopped and glared at her, "It was already my mistake to let you be willful this time! Do you want to do it next time?"
"Okay, okay, just don't write it down!" Huanhuan said, but she was thinking about something else.
When the two of them walked upstairs, they heard a burst of laughter.
Mo Jia and Huan Huan paused at the same time, their brows furrowed uncontrollably. They really didn't want to admit that this childish laughter, which was a bit erotic, could come from their own sons.
Huanhuan casually combed her hair with her fingers, then tied it up, and smiled softly at Mojia, "Mojia, I'm going to see my son first, you go and do your work."
Mo Jia glanced at her and warned her calmly, "Don't be too harsh."
Huanhuan flexed her muscles at the door and curled her lips, "Why, do you feel sorry for your son?"
Mojia shook his head, "I'm afraid your hands will get tired."
Huanhuan smiled, "Then for his father's sake, I'll just be gentle." After saying that, he opened the door and walked in.
Not long after, there was a ping-ping-pong-pong noise inside, mixed with a little boy's plea for mercy, "Mommy...it hurts...don't hit..."
"Mo Xiaohen! Did mommy warn you not to drool over the aunt in the pictorial again?"
The sound of "papapapa" is not deafening.
"Ah! It hurts... Daddy, Daddy... Mommy doesn't love me anymore, Mommy abuses children, come and save me..."
"It's no use calling you daddy!"
"Mommy... don't hit me, I know it was wrong..."
"Mommy said that the fate of the beast uncles is in your hands. If you don't practice diligently, how can you help them?"
Su Huanhuan was cruel and wanted to teach him a lesson this time. How could a one-year-old baby like to chase a beautiful aunt all day long? Even if he is a child with special abilities, even if he is indeed extraordinary, she
You can't judge the interest! Mojia doesn't want to touch him, so let her mother be the bad guy! Mitian and Mizhou are still in Nuwa Valley, and whether they can be free depends on this boy!
"Ugh... I've already worked very hard..."
"Working hard? You can't even beat me, your mommy. How can that be called working hard?"
"Uncle Kun said that in two years, I can surpass Mommy..."
"Then did he ever say that in the past two years, you will be badly repaired by mommy?!"
"Ah - Daddy, save me..."
Hearing his son's screams becoming more and more pitiful, the cool and handsome man outside the door calmly turned around, with a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth.
His wife and son are noisy in his ears every day, but to him, this is the most beautiful sound in the world. Let him know that although he has no previous life and will not have an afterlife, he does have a perfect one.
This life.
I'm really glad that he caught the only love in this life. With her, he knows what happiness is and what it means to be faithful until death.