These three words have been with me for eighteen years. From childhood to adulthood, no one really regarded him as a complete person, because he was just a substitute.
She was regarded as a disgrace to her family at birth, abandoned, adopted, and then replaced by Lin Yayi, who died of misfortune at birth.
He has lived with a mask on his back for eighteen years. Now, he wants to replace him as king in the name of Mu Qingcheng. Is it just a joke of a substitute?
But... so what! So what! Even if he is just a substitute, he only wants all the people who have wronged him to pay the price. He wants those who abandoned him to regret and even kneel down to beg him.
Qian Weiran didn't know if she had said what she said, but she saw that Mo Li's unusually beautiful eyes were shrouded in a haze, so gloomy and scary that she unconsciously took a step back out of fear.
Unexpectedly...
He grabbed her wrist tightly and pushed her down against the wall. Before the pain in her back disappeared, he held her shoulders tightly, then leaned over and lifted her up.
He raised his chin and said contemptuously: "What do you know! So what about the substitutes! I will show you how the substitutes destroyed Mu's enterprise...how they destroyed the entire six major families, and how they became the unique king."
"So this is your real goal!" Qian Weiran endured the pain, raised her eyes and stared coldly at this man who would do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, even though he has a handsome appearance that deceives the world, and has a beautiful heart.
A vicious heart.
"So what! It's them who made me homeless, and it's them who made me always just a cheap substitute... You don't know anything at all... Why do you question me! Who do you have the right to hit me!" Mo
Li's purple eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of haze, full of strong hatred, bloodthirsty and terrifying, which made Qian Weiran shudder.
However, Qian Weiran would never show weakness in front of such a bastard, absolutely not, he would calm down and show no fear on his face.
"I beat you...because you hurt innocent people for revenge...I beat you even more because..."
"Shut up!" Li Li unconsciously tightened his arms, and Qian Weiran's shoulders were almost crushed by this bastard.
However, she was still not prepared to beg for mercy or show weakness. She just wanted to wake him up. No matter how hard he tried, he could not achieve his goal.
As long as she was around for a day, Li Qiye would never want to hurt them.
"What? Are you scared? I'm not allowed to say it yet... The mouth is on me, so I can say whatever I want, huh..."
Before Qian Weiran could finish speaking, Li Li grabbed her lips anxiously and forcefully, pinched her jaw forcefully, and kissed her heavily as if to vent her anger.
Mo Li's move caused Qian Weiran to resist fiercely and struggle. She kicked and hit his body hard, but there was no reaction from Mo Li.
"Let me go... uh... bastard... uh..." Qian Weiran twisted her head restlessly to escape his attack, but the more she struggled, the tighter she became, and she couldn't breathe.
, her back was pressed heavily against the wall, and she felt really uncomfortable.
Qian Weiran only has one thought now. She was bullied by a bastard. How could she be so weak that she couldn't even resist? How could she save others?