The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Crouch! What the **** is wrong with you! Am I the kind of superficial woman who only likes her face?" Su Xiaomo was furious.

He Jiayu laughed abruptly, and Su Xiaomo, who was smiling, was a little guilty.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I'm a Yankee! If you are ugly, I won't like you, but the problem is, you look so good! Even if I know what's disgraceful, like like Use your **** to clip booger. I won't rush when I'm done ... I won't disapprove you! "Su Xiaomo said frantically, and He Jiayu, who listened, wiped the cold sweat.

Uh ... Su Xiaomo really has a strong taste ...

Su Xiaomo thought he didn't believe it, and the two brothers patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, hello, if you don't believe me, you must have confidence in your face!"

He Jiayu's voice became far-reaching: "Okay, I all ... tell you."

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He Jiayu's childhood can be described in one word: tragedy.

His father was addicted to gambling, owed a huge amount of gambling debts, and was forced to die. His mother led him away and moved across more than half of the country, living incognito and hard.

After finally fleeing to Yucheng, they completely avoided the pursuit of those gamblers.

He went to school to study, couldn't afford the fees for borrowing, was ridiculed by his teachers and classmates, and returned home with red eyes.

Mother He asked him what was wrong, and he stubbornly refused to say.

When Ms. He got up at night, she found that he was gone, and she was so scared that she went out to find him overnight.

He Jiayu did not run far, but turned over the trash can of the community, and a plastic bag was placed beside his feet, which contained various beverage bottles.

Mother He hid in the dark, covering her mouth, tears on her face.

Mother He didn't pierce him, but also sold him the bottle the next day, and gave him several sheets of Grandpa Mao.

At that time, He Jiayu had no concept of money, and thought he was tuition fees in exchange for his labor, and he jumped to school with joy.

When he was older, He's mother gave him money and said she earned part-time. He Jiayu never thought about it.

In his spare time, he goes to work to lighten the burden on the family.

It wasn't until he was moving the fellow bar that he found his mother ...

In the bright light, his mother painted heavy makeup and tenderly embraced in the arms of a fat man ... the man stuffed a stack of pink banknotes into his mother's fair chest ...

He Jiayu exhaled deeply, calmly.

Then calmly sipped the bottle of wine, calmly walked over, and calmly hit the man's head ...

Everyone in the bar was screaming in fright. His mother froze after seeing him, and then started crying.

He Jiayu never saw so many tears, pulling her away from the bar without expression ...

He didn't ask anything, didn't ask how the mother who hadn't worked in these years made any money, didn't ask if the tuition fees were exchanged like tonight ... He didn't ask anything, returned to the room, but his hands kept Did not stop shaking ...

"He Jiayu! Why are you still at home? Run away!" The neighbor's sister rushed into his room, awakening him to return to reality.

She took him off the corner and rode on the electric car. He Jiayu heard the noisy voice coming from behind him, and someone yelled, "Catch the boy who made the big brother a lottery! Kill him!"

The neighbor's sister was so frightened that He Jiayu's faint voice came: "Let me down and let me die."