Shang Chao's smile became even colder, with no trace of warmth visible.
"I'm a bastard? What about Ye Hen? Did you feel it was useful when he ravaged your body that night?"
Mingyue opened her injured eyes and looked at Shang Chao. She really didn't expect that he would become such an inhuman beast!
"Young Master, where should we go next?"
Yehen sat in the car. The driver drove the car away from the gate and turned around and asked
Yehen thought for a moment and signaled the driver to drive forward.
The car drove along the road, and gradually it was almost out of the city, and further ahead was the suburbs.
The mountains in the distance glowed blue and looked majestic and vast. When the driver was about to ask if he could go back to the villa from the front, Yehen suddenly thought of a person.
“Where to go and see”
He pointed to the foot of the mountain in the distance and told the driver that it was a place he often went to when he was a child, but now that he thought about it, he hadn't been there for many years.
Because going there always reminds him of past events that he doesn't want to recall.
"Brother, come and see, the flowers are blooming so beautifully here."
A little girl wearing a pink princess dress is running on a grassland full of yellow flowers. Her black hair is hanging softly on her shoulders, and her face is like an exquisite doll with an innocent and angelic smile.
Hearing her call, a boy wearing a white shirt with the same black hair walked towards the little girl holding a butterfly he had just caught.
He has a handsome face, and his facial features like Greek sculptures can attract the attention of countless people at a young age.
The little girl turned around when she heard the footsteps behind her and saw the butterfly in the boy's hand. The pink and white butterfly was fluttering its two beautiful wings. The patterns on it looked so beautiful.
The little girl walked carefully to the boy and looked at the butterfly in his hand. Her pair of black and shining eyes were like two shining stars.
"Brother, are butterflies angels sent by God?"
The little girl asked innocently, her eyes full of fairy tale color, and the little boy looked at her with doting eyes.
"Maybe, do you like it? It's for you."
The little boy said and handed the butterfly in his hand to the little girl, but after the little girl blinked her bright eyes, a look of grievance appeared on her face.
"Brother, if it is an angel sent by God, we should let it go, otherwise it will be pitiful."
The little boy looked at the love on the little girl's face, and raised a doting smile on his perfect thin lips.
"Okay, if Xiaoni wants to let go of her brother, just let him go."
Hearing what her brother said, the little girl smiled happily. The boy raised his hands in the air. The butterfly flashed its pink-blue wings and slowly flew up into the sky. Under the sunlight, the pair of pink-blue wings gave off a faint light.
The golden light looks particularly dazzling
"Oh! The butterfly flew away, and it flew back to God!"
The little girl clapped her little hands and jumped happily on the grass. The boy looked at her happy face and the smile on his face looked so warm.
Yehen sat in the car and recalled the episode that he had hidden deeply in his heart. There was warmth and pain that he had never seen before in his eyes.
Soon, the warmth slowly cooled down and turned into a kind of indifference exaggerated by hatred.
"Young Master, where are you?"
The driver had never walked this road. When he saw a fork in the road ahead, he turned around and asked.