The fire burned everything, turning all phantoms into nothingness, sweeping through his world without warning.
Xuanwei, this is his mother's name.
He held his young sister in his arms, his eyes filled with coldness, fear, killing and tears...
This boy, who is only ten years old, already knows what hatred is.
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"Crack!"
The slap fell mercilessly on his fair cheek, leaving a deep red mark.
"Xuan! How many times have I told you! You must respect Aunt An An! She is your aunt!"
When he was five years old, that woman stepped into his home for the first time.
To be honest, An An is really beautiful, young, gentle and beautiful. She is really a rare good woman.
At first, he really liked An An.
An An would always joke with him, reward him with candies, and give him things that his father never gave him.
However, An An's gentleness sometimes scares him.
Because my mother's illness is getting worse and worse.
When he was seven years old, his mother was almost bedridden. Listening to his mother's coughs, sobbing, and pain, his heart felt like a knife.
Because my mother's illness was so serious, she was isolated by my father in another attic far away.
At that time, hatred gradually began to sprout.
He hated An An, who was humming and smiling beside his father. That smile seemed to be mocking his mother's weak body.
He hated the father who spent all day with An An and left his mother behind.
He hated the three-year-old boy who appeared between his father and An An, holding their hands.
It turns out that all this was not because her mother's illness caused her father to alienate her, but because An An was the third person between her mother and her father!
I will never forgive the person who destroyed my family!
Day by day, his attitude towards An An and his father became worse and worse. In his once pure and kind eyes, a frost that was thousands of miles away from people gradually appeared.
This year, he was eight years old.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. When his father and An An were intimate in front of him, the anger he had suppressed for a year finally broke out.
"An'an! Get out! Leave my home!"
His fingertips pointed coldly at An An.
The next moment, he received a slap from his father.
His mind went blank. It was the first time he was beaten, the first time he was slapped. As a noble young master, he was beaten.
Being beaten by his own father and spreading the word must not become a joke or a stain on his life.
"You will regret it. Don't blame me for hating you." The young man pulled out his sister who was hiding behind the door and ran out of the house.
I left! I will never come back!
He took his sister to the secret base.
"Haha, Xuan, you said you want to work in our company?!" Yu Anhen burst into laughter after hearing his first words when he came here, "Please give me some work." "The boss of the dignified Han Group
The young master went out to work, wouldn't this make people laugh out loud!"
"Don't make trouble, I'm serious." His expression was serious, serious and meticulous.
His purpose is to disgrace the Han Group.
As smart as Ling Xihan, he frowned slightly and said, "Xuan, tell us what happens. Don't bear it alone."
Hearing Ling Xihan's considerate questions, even the noble and cool young master Han Yuxuan, who suppressed his anger, finally couldn't help crying at this moment. Children are still children after all. Although he at that time,
He was more mature than his peers, but his heart was still fragile. He cried and told Yu Anhen and Ling Xihan about his grievances and pains.
"Why is this happening? I thought I would be happy forever..."
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"I used to think that I would be happy forever."
Xia Lemon's fingertips trembled slightly.
I didn’t expect, Xuan, that your world is so complicated.