When we walked out of the building, it was already a moonlit night, perhaps late autumn, and the night was as cool as water. There were very few pedestrians on the street, but there was still an endless flow of vehicles.
I walked down the street with my body tightly wrapped around me, and the things that had happened in the past replayed in my mind like a white horse passing by.
She didn’t know how he came to be around her. He was like an angel who suddenly appeared in front of her one day, bringing her countless unforgettable memories.
To sum up, he was not good to her, even very bad, and often bullied her. However, when her mother told her that he was her little husband, he would take care of her for the rest of his life and be with her, the one who would never be separated.
He is considered to be as important a person as his parents.
At night, the lights in Tokyo, Japan are dim and as bright as day.
A conspiracy quietly unfolded on this beautiful night.
In the mansion, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, bronze eyes and a strong nose sat majestically on the sofa, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes sternly staring at the young man standing respectfully in front of him with cold sweat on his forehead.
"I can't wait any longer. You must come up with an effective way to suppress Ling Xiaocheng, otherwise you will give up your position as Minister of External Relations to Xian!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking sternly, he stood up from the sofa: "Ling Xiaocheng's business is getting bigger and bigger, and the scope of the group's operations is also getting wider and wider. There are more than a thousand branches at home and abroad, but I open a business like this in Japan.
I am a supermarket chain with huge profits, but I am from the same family as him, but just because that old man is partial, I have to be completely different from him. I am not willing to accept it, I am not willing to accept it!"
‘Bang!’ The ashtray was smashed against the wall by him in a cathartic mood, shattering with a loud sound.
His angry eyes were as big as bells, with a fierce light, as if the ashtray was his brother Ling Xiaocheng and his dead father who he hated to the core.
So hateful!
I really hate it!
They are both biological sons, so why should we be so unfair to ourselves? Why should we leave one tenth of the family property and the group to Ling Xiaocheng? In what way is Ling Xiaohua inferior to Ling Xiaocheng? Why should we be so unfair to him? Why should he take second place?
Under Ling Xiaocheng?
Is it because Ling Xiaocheng was born to the first wife and he was the child left outside?
Why are they all named Ling? One is in the sky and the other is on the ground. They are so different.
Not willing, not willing, not willing!
He clenched his fists tightly and secretly vowed: He must surpass Ling Xiaocheng, get everything the Ling family has, and let Ling Xiaocheng taste the taste of bankruptcy!
A long, fair little boy heard the sound of shattering and walked down the stairs. He saw his father with a dark face and a ferocious expression. He huddled in the corner and looked at everything in front of him with his big eyes open.
Seeing how angry Ling Xiaocheng was, Yang Wanning, the Minister of External Relations who had been following him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Chief Director, please calm down, I have a good idea, but I am afraid that you will become soft-hearted and unable to make the decision.
Do it with all your heart."
"As long as I can completely defeat Ling Xiaocheng, I will do anything cruel. Seeing him standing on the shoulders of countless people with infinite glory, I can't sleep at night. If he is not destroyed, I will do it.
I can’t live a peaceful life!”
Seeing Ling Xiaohua's determined look, Yang Wanning said: "President, it's actually not difficult to defeat Ling Xiaocheng. All you need to do is deal a fatal blow to him."
"Oh?" Ling Xiaohua frowned and looked at him.
Yang Wanning came closer to him: "Ling Xiaocheng has a precious son, doesn't he? It is said that he dotes on his only son very much. If his son wants the stars in the sky, he will try his best to pluck them. If we get rid of his son, it will be like taking away the stars.
How can his heart not be dealt a fatal blow?"
"You mean to kill his 8-year-old son?"
Yang Wanning nodded: "This is the most effective way to hit Ling Xiaocheng at present. President, killing his son is a good thing for you. Firstly, Ling Xiaocheng will always bear the pain of losing his son. Secondly, don't you have the right to kill two birds with one stone?"
As soon as his son dies, you let your son enter his company and steal his assets step by step."
Ling Xiaohua's heart was deeply twisted by hatred, and her family ties were gone. She interrupted Yang Wanning and said, "Okay, just do what you say and kill Ling Muze."
"Yes, I will definitely handle this matter flawlessly."
Just when Yang Wanning was about to retreat, a small figure jumped in front of them.
The little boy blushed and pushed Ling Xiaohua angrily: "Dad, you are so bad. You want to kill cousin Mu Ze. You are so bad. You are a bad person. I hate you. I hate being so bad."
Dad." As he spoke, he began to cry.
Hearing his precious son calling him a bad guy and crying so sadly, he quickly patted his son on the shoulder to comfort him: "Yu Cheng heard wrong, I was just joking with my uncle. How could I kill your cousin?"
Absolutely impossible."
"Really? Are you really just joking? You didn't lie to me?" Ling Yucheng asked, rubbing his swollen eyes.
"Of course it's true. When did Dad lie to you?" He pinched his son's face and smiled until wrinkles appeared. The ruthless look just now completely disappeared in front of his son.
Ling Yucheng tilted his head and wondered whether his father had lied to him.
Seeing his son thinking seriously, Ling Xiaohua rubbed his head lovingly: "Don't worry, Yu Cheng. Dad will never kill your cousin Mu Ze. Dad will do what he says. It's too late, Yu Cheng."
Go back to your room and sleep."
"Yes!" After receiving Ling Xiaohua's promise, Ling Yucheng kissed him goodnight on the face and ran upstairs happily.
Looking at Ling Yucheng's cheerful little figure, Ling Xiaohua smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Children are children, and they can be coaxed with a few words. However, Yu Cheng is 11 years old, and he is not a 3-year-old child who doesn't understand anything. If he kills Ling Muze, he will find out one day and will definitely think that it was a homicide.
Yes, when the time comes, he may have taken revenge but lost his most beloved son. In this case, will he still do it?
"President......"
Knowing what Yang Wanning was going to ask, he raised his hand to interrupt: "The plan to kill Ling Muze has been cancelled!"
"But this way we can't hit Ling Xiaocheng."
"It's not that killing his son will cause a huge blow to him. Selling his son will also have a very good effect. As a father, he knows that his son is not dead, but he doesn't know where his son is.
Day and night, the heart-wrenching thoughts are the most painful."
"President, you are wise!"
The summer sun is always scorching hot. Even though the weather is so hot, there are still many people going shopping under the bright sun.
In this hot weather, due to the appearance of these two people, pedestrians no longer felt the unbearable heat, because their eyes were completely attracted by these two people, and their souls were out of their bodies, and they were stunned.
The mother and son were like a pair of luminous objects, attracting the attention of a large number of passers-by as soon as they appeared. The reason was naturally that they were so dazzling that people had to pay attention to them.
I saw that the woman's ears, neck, wrists, and fingers were all wearing precious jewelry. Under the sunlight, they shone brightly and shone brightly. Her temperament was elegant and noble, and she exuded the noble aura of a lady from head to toe.
The most important person who attracted the attention of passers-by was the super-upright young lady standing next to the lady. He looked very young, about 8 or 9 years old, but he had long, pink and jade-shaped hair and bright lips.
It's like a water-stained cherry, so cute that it looks ridiculous.
He wears a pair of black ultra-glasses on the bridge of his small nose, a sun visor on his head, and striped suspenders on his body. His good-looking appearance and this cool and trendy outfit make the girls look at him with eyes wide open.
Love, I can't wait to step forward and ravage this little boy.
How can you be so cute and still let people die!
Feeling that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him, the little boy pulled down his black glasses, and suddenly a pair of eyes brighter than the stars were revealed, which instantly caused the girls to scream: "Wow, he is simply the best creature created by the Creator.
He is a perfect child, even better than the little prince from the fairy tale!"
"Tsk tsk, you are so attractive at such a young age. If you grow up, it will be a big disaster!"
"That's not a disaster, but it's a confounding of sentient beings. It would have been nice if I had been born ten years later. Then I could chase him."
"Tch, chase him? You'd better not beg to be born ten years later. Instead, beg God to stop you from looking like a dinosaur. That way, maybe he can still take a look at you."
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In response to the dispute between the girls, the little boy put on his black glasses and snorted displeasedly at the lady beside him: "Mom, if you want to buy a birthday gift for grandma, just order someone to buy it. Why do you want it?"
You dragged me along, not only did I have to endure the cool weather, but I also had to be stared at by so many people, it was really annoying!"
"We are here to celebrate your grandma's birthday this time. Buying gifts for your grandma in person is the only way to be sincere. Son, you should feel happy when so many people see you. That means you are good-looking. Don't you?
Do you think this is a sense of accomplishment?" the lady said in a clear voice.
"You think I'm like you, I like being surrounded by so many people like a gorilla." The little boy raised his head and looked at her: "I said, Mom, you have so many jewelry on your body, aren't you afraid of being robbed?
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"Son, our family has a lot of money. If you rob it, just rob it and treat it as a benefit to all sentient beings. Just go to your father's new jewelry store and choose from it." The lady said indifferently.
"Mom, you really know how to show off."
"We have money and the capital to show off."
The lady took her son's hand, bent down, and leaned close to his ear: "Son, a person of any status should wear what he wears. Look at how cheap those passersby wear, and look at how much we wear.
"It's a world of difference. We are much more noble than them. They can only envy us and never live a life as rich as ours."
"Mom, I'm tired of hearing what you say to me every time I see those passers-by. Let's go shopping quickly. If we continue shopping like this, let alone whether we are noble or not, your son will be exposed.
Adults did it." He picked his ears and interrupted her impatiently.