Li Juefeng paused for a moment and did not look back. His back was cold and his voice was gloomy and charming. "Ever since I had a car accident and you forcibly took me away, I know what kind of road I can take to get wider and wider. Second brother,
I should thank you for the path you chose for me."
If Li Juesi hadn't forcibly taken him out of China when he was in a coma, he still wouldn't have the heart to leave Gu Xiaoai.
He will never be cruel to Gu Xiaoai...
"..."
Li Juesi looked at Li Juefeng's leaving figure and punched the air. He forcibly separated them back then so that their family of three could survive...
It’s not that Li Juefeng turns into a devil.
The gunshots in the restaurant were still ringing. Li Juefeng walked to the car and sat down, with a look of indifference on his face.
"How dare a disabled person speak arrogantly in front of us elders!"
"Who here doesn't know that your left hand, Li Juefeng, is crippled?! You can't even pick up a bowl!"
…
Li Juefeng stared down at his left hand, the fire in his chest getting deeper and deeper. He made a fist with all his strength, but his fingers only moved...
Not only could he not hold a bowl, he could not even do such small things as making a fist.
After the car accident, he was in a coma for a month and was imprisoned in Europe. The Li family could not go anywhere. The doctor said this, "The third young master suffered a gunshot wound to his left arm and was in a car accident. It is lucky that it was not amputated. I'm sorry, you
His entire left arm lost normal mobility."
…
His left hand was so useless, it was really useless.
The people behind the consortium call him Crippled Third Young Master, ha...
If Gu Xiaoai sees him like this, shouldn't she feel distressed?
"I don't know if the rumors are true or false, but if he can live a happy life, I will bless him."
Damn it! Who wants her blessing!
His life was unhappy, not happy at all!
The night is very deep.
The motorcade passed through layers of protective gates and entered a manor. The bodyguards patrolling on both sides stood still and bowed, "Third Young Master."
Li Juefeng strode inside and asked the servant who came to open the door in a cold voice, "How is the old man doing?"
"Back to Third Young Master, I'm still lying in bed today and haven't gone anywhere. He says he's very tired and should rest for a while." The servant replied respectfully.
"Where's Len?" Li Juefeng asked again, letting the servant take off his coat for him.
"The master is ill in bed, and there is no one to teach the young master. The young master only stays in his room all day and never comes out." The servant answered carefully.
Haven’t been out for a day?!
Li Juefeng strode around the luxurious hall and walked around several turns to a door. The two bodyguards guarding the door immediately bowed, "Third Young Master."
Li Juefeng pushed the door open and walked in. A little boy with a characteristic oriental beautiful face was sitting on his knees on the carpet in the room, his expression was cold and there was no emotion at all on his face.
Seeing Li Juefeng come in, the boy slowly stood up from the blanket, bowed 90 degrees, "Father."
Li Juefeng stood at the door, staring at his face with black eyes for a long time...
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The weather in London is always a bit rainy and foggy, and it always seems inexplicably romantic.
Gu Xiaoai drove to the studio. As soon as she entered the door, countless ribbons came to her face and fell on her. A group of energetic young people blocked the door and shouted, "Congratulations to Sister Ai for winning the Verney Best Director Award!"
Looking at the sincere faces in front of her, Gu Xiaoai smiled and said, "Thank you."