CEO's Indulged Lover

"I felt that even the fiery Shura in hell would bite my hatred for him!"

Speaking of this, I think of my father's dying eyes, and my grandfather's appearance when he said he would give all his family property to Ouyang. It seems that he, his eldest grandson, does not exist. Xiong Tai's long dormant memory revives. His body trembles violently, his shoulders shake, and his whole person trembles

Grandfather, in your mind, I'm just an unrelated outsider, right?

No matter what I do and how hard I try, I can't compare with that person in your heart, can I?

His lips were pale, and his heart seemed to sink into a great whirlpool.

Eyes, also began to blur up.

Attachment to see his appearance is not right, the heart worried, busy holding his shoulder, gently comforted: "in fact, I have had hate. As you said, we are all ordinary people, not saints. When the adoptive father and mother give all the best things to my younger brother and sister, and give me the rest that they have left behind - not even to me. Even if it was the Barbie doll that my sister broke, she would rather throw it in the garbage can than give it to me.

My sister will deliberately buy some clothes that she can't wear and tear them up in front of me. But for me, there are almost no other clothes except school uniform, which doesn't matter. She often framed me, I did nothing to her, but said I bullied her, but my adoptive mother gave me a cold reproach.

At that time I also hated! I even wanted her to disappear, but later I told myself, this is my greatest blessing!

If my adoptive mother had not adopted me, I would not have the hatred now, but I would not have a stable life now. Although I could not have the love of my parents and a good life, I could at least let myself live. Perhaps, all that I expect is not mine, so, what is hateful? "

gently holding Xiong Tai's shoulder, she still looked into the man's eyes. Although, she did not know what was so hateful and unforgettable as he was, she could not forget it But her eyes made her feel a trace of regret and sigh.

This man is so excellent, but he has to be trapped in such hatred. She wants to do her best to help him out of the hatred.

She knows that artists are often neurotic. If they are not particularly sensitive and delicate, and have a heart that is good at feeling, it is difficult to become a truly excellent artist.

However, too sensitive is no good. If you focus too much on your emotions and trap yourself in your own small world, you may destroy yourself.

He is such an artist with a great talent that she doesn't want him to be destroyed.

I don't know whether to hear the words of attachment, or to look at her gentle and firm eyes. Xiong's body trembling slowly stopped some, but he had complex thoughts in his heart.

This woman, she has no idea who the man she hates and vows to get rid of.