In the broken golden light, the woman's eyes were clear and beautiful, exuding a gentle and inviting temperament.
But then, the screen flickered.
Mu Xicheng saw a gushing blood red, like a coquettishly blooming rose flower.
When he was five years old, he heard a violent quarrel as he passed the study door.
Out of curiosity, he stopped at the door of the study and gently opened the door a crack——
In front of the huge desk, the man angrily grabbed the woman's hair, put the cold black muzzle of the gun against her forehead: "I love you so much, but you disappoint me so much."
[Do you love me? Then you are such a failure, I don't feel it at all - all I feel is coldness, cruelty, and ruthlessness!] The woman struggled hard, and her hair was pulled so hard that her scalp began to deform.
, her face looked pale with pain, "Let me go, let me go!"
[Let you go, where do you want to go?] The man smiled cruelly, and the force in his hand became stronger, [You know that the Ximen family and our East Palace are life-and-death enemies, but you still want to go with the people from 13 Oaks? Do you want to harm us?
Kill me?】
【I just want to kill you!】
[Unfortunately, you don’t have this chance——]
The woman stopped struggling instantly, her eyes widened in horror——
Without hesitation, the gunshot rang out, hitting the woman's forehead and directly penetrating her skull.
The woman fell forward, blood flowed shockingly, spread out, and soaked the beige carpet...
The woman lay facing the door. Her wide eyes looked at the small figure of Mu Xicheng beside the door.
Her mouth moved, as if she wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth, a stream of blood flowed down.
Mu Xicheng opened the door blankly, walked forward blankly, stepped on the blood with his bare feet, and looked at the woman lying on the ground: [Mom?]
The woman smiled laboriously:
【city……】
[If...you grow up...and have a girl you like...]
[Be sure to be nice to her...]
[Don’t let her...be like me...]
【I regret so much...】
[I regret loving the wrong person...]
Tears of regret kept flowing down from the woman's cloudy eyes.
She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to hold his hand——
Mu Xicheng was confused and handed over his little hand.
However, before the two hands could grasp each other, her hand fell to the ground and she closed her eyes forever.
The little Mu Xicheng looked at the blood spreading more and more under his feet, and tears began to fall continuously: [Mom...Mom, Mom...]
The man was sitting on the office chair, with the murderous pistol on the table in front of him.
He sat there with his legs crossed, a cold-blooded expression on his handsome face that looked exactly like Mu Xicheng.
Listening to Mu Xicheng's constant sobbing, he curled up his lips:
[Why are you crying? I will send her away to achieve success. Mu Xicheng, you are my son, you must understand that those who achieve great things cannot be held back by the love of children. 】
[You will inherit half of the East Palace's property in the future and make many enemies. If you fall in love with someone, she will be your weakness...]
【If you don’t want others to seize your weakness and threaten you, you must learn to be cold-hearted.】
[Never forget that the Ximen family is our mortal enemy. And this treacherous woman... was killed by the Ximen family.]
…
No, he should never inherit the East Palace property, and he should not become as cold-blooded and ruthless as a man who even kills his own wife.