Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1242 Can You (29)

It looks like she's doing the right thing.

It's fine if he does it right, as long as he doesn't think about it.

Yun Si raised her hand to stroke his hair, her heart was soft.

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 in satisfaction, walking hurriedly without 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 wheelchair gradually disappeared, and the arc was finally flat.

He was leaning on a wheelchair and sitting by the window. Under the morning light, the outlines of his long and narrow eyes were extremely clear.

With dark and deep eyes, slender and thick eyelashes, there is a bit of clear and bright color in the faint line of sight.

Excessively pretty.

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

The bodyguard soon appeared.

Appeared behind him, put his hands in front and bowed slightly.

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

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

"Today's weather is really nice."

He murmured, and made a circle with his fingertips slowly.

Like a sigh, but also like a light and cold mockery.

Looking out the window, the bird flew slowly by.

His face is calm, but there is a kind of coldness that is too penetrating.

All memories seem to go back to the past.

Sheng Huai, who was two years old, spent his parents' quarrels.

Endless quarrels, swearing, and the heavy sound of things smashing to the ground.

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

Other children, when they were two years old, hadn't remembered anything and didn't understand anything.

But Sheng Huai was different. He was born smarter than other children and was born good at memory.

As long as he has seen something once, he can recognize it accurately.

Even if he doesn't know this thing.

When he was two years old, he witnessed his biological father beat his mother, forced his mother to live in a kennel like a beast, and forced her to take white medicine every day.

He didn't know what it was, but subconsciously thought it was bad, and his mother would feel uncomfortable after eating 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 no matter how much he cried, he would not let him out.

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, and he doesn't take him seriously.

It's so cruel that he doesn't look like his father at all.

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

He was crazy every day, and he didn't dress up, and he didn't even put on his clothes, so he ran over and hugged him, and carried him to a place where no one was around.

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

It looks crazy, but let's do it...

It's so cruel.

So crazy... that he didn't even know his own son.

At a young age, Sheng Huai gradually became indifferent.

Probably inherited his father's ruthless gene, and got his mother's vicious blood.

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

Full of sin, but never want to wash away.

(End of this chapter)