Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"A long time ago, there was a child. From the moment he was born, he realized that he was different from other children."

He raised his jaw, and from Jiao Yang's perspective, he could just see the graceful curve from his neck to his jaw.

She couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but was restrained by him halfway, and smiled helplessly.

"Listen carefully."

"Listen." She raised her eyes innocently.

He looked at her for a while, and then continued: "Because her mother would talk about his father in his ear every day, but his father seldom came home.

His mother told him, you have to work hard, you have to grow up quickly, because you are your father's only son. Your father is a very, very good man in this world. You have to be the best man in the world, because only in this way can father come back and return to our mother and son. "

He sneered, sat down in the front direction, and led her.

"Then that child, he believed it was true, so he worked hard to grow up. He is excellent, sensible, and every time he takes the first place in the exam, he has become the benchmark in the eyes of all children's mothers. He thought he was successful. But that man .He still hasn't come back.

In the process, the little boy's mother became increasingly hysterical. She would yell at the boy, yell, and beat him, no matter what went wrong. He was scarred every time, and he dared not go to school, and he dared not wear short-sleeved shorts to show his arms and legs in summer. Because he is not afraid of death, but afraid of losing face.

That child blamed himself, he thought, after all, he still failed to meet his mother's expectations, he still failed his mother. Because what mom told him, dad will only come back if he is good enough. He only has his mother, and it is impossible to doubt his mother, so he can only doubt himself. "

Lu Tingwan looked at her, smiled at her dazed gaze, and reached out to clasp her hands.

But now that kid, he has you.

"This condemnation has been with him until he was eleven years old, until that day. Dad finally came back, and at the same time, he brought another woman and her child." The corners of his mouth twitched, and his body leaned back past.

"The boy's mother rushed downstairs excitedly. He was shocked because he had never seen his mother so happy. Even if he won the national high mathematics award once, his mother just praised him in a flat manner. One sentence, order the housekeeper to frame the trophy, nothing else.

But when she saw the woman and child later, she froze instantly. That child has witnessed all this. He also has never seen such a desperate look on his mother's eyes. Not even once when he had a high fever and nearly died. Then... Mom committed suicide, but she didn't die. "

Jiao Yang looked at the man beside him, his eyes were somewhat unclear.

As he was talking, he suddenly felt a little cold for no reason. He closed his neckline and hugged her a little tighter: "Jiaoyang."

"I am here."

She held his hand, and the heat flowed down her hand continuously, Lu Tingwan clenched it tightly, absorbing it greedily.

"That man didn't care about the life and death of the boy's mother. He took the woman home, confessed like an ancestor, and announced to everyone in the company that the child who was younger than the boy was said to be his younger brother. , will be his sole heir."