Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It seems she did something right.

Just do the right thing, as long as he doesn't think too much.

Yun Si raised her hand and touched his hair, feeling warm in her heart.

Before leaving for work the next day, Yun Si kissed Mr. Sheng who was sitting in a wheelchair.

After receiving his gentle touch, she left with satisfaction, walking in a hurry and never looking back.

On this day, she finally went to work on time.

After watching Yun Si's car leave the villa, the smile on the man's lips slowly disappeared, and the smile finally became flat.

He leaned on his wheelchair and sat by the window. Under the morning light, the outline of his narrow eyes was particularly clear.

The dark and deep eyes, the long and thick eyelashes, and the faint sight have a beautiful burning color.

Excessively pretty.

Mr. Sheng sat in his wheelchair and sat quietly for a while.

The bodyguard soon appeared.

Appearing behind him, placing his hands in front of him, he bowed slightly.

"Sir, everything has been arranged and everything is ready."

The man sitting in the wheelchair glanced at the sky outside casually, his eyes were light and cold, and his brows were cold.

"The weather is really nice today."

He murmured, making slow circles with his fingertips.

It's like a sigh, but also like a cold and cold ridicule.

Looking out the window, the bird flew slowly by.

His face was calm, but there was an overly cold look on his face.

All memories seem to come back to the past.

Two-year-old Sheng Huai spent his time amid quarrels between his parents.

Endless bickering, insults, and the heavy sound of things breaking on the ground.

His father's mania and his mother's crying were all intertwined and became the first memory of his childhood.

Other children cannot remember anything when they are two years old and do not understand anything.

But Sheng Huai is different. He is naturally smarter than other children and is naturally good at memory.

He could accurately recognize something after seeing it once.

Even if he doesn't recognize this thing.

When he was two years old, he witnessed his biological father beating his mother, forcing his mother to live in a doghouse like an animal, and forcing her to take white medicine every day.

He didn't know what it was, but subconsciously felt that it was bad and that his mother would feel uncomfortable if she ate it.

However, even if a two-year-old child wants to stop it, what can he do?

Nothing can be done.

Because his so-called father locked him in the room and would not let him out no matter how much he cried.

At that time, looking at his father was like looking at an unshakable mountain.

Strong and powerful, he can easily knock him to the ground without taking him seriously.

He was so cruel that he didn't look like his father at all.

Later, when he was four years old, his mother finally went crazy.

He was acting crazy every day and didn't even dress up, so he ran over to hug him and carried him to a deserted place.

While calling his father's name, he pinched his flesh tightly.

It looks crazy, but then...

So cruel.

So crazy... that he doesn't even recognize his biological son.

Sheng Huai began to become indifferent at a young age.

He probably inherited his father's unloving genes and his mother's vicious blood.

All malice is focused on him, he is like a virus walking in this world.

Full of sin, but never wanting to get rid of it.