"Xiaoyu, what happened to you? Why do you look so disheveled?"
Peng Meili hugged her son, who was pale and dazed, in disbelief, her voice filled with anxiety.
Luo Shenyu recalled being ruthlessly dumped on the street, like trash.
Those spoiled brats even came over and viciously beat and verbally abused him.
Tears streamed down her face instantly.
He hugged his mother, his voice choked with emotion.
"Mom, I'm so tired, so tired, boohoo..."
He was wrong.
It was wrong from the very beginning.
Jealousy of Luo Miao led him to target Luo Miao, causing him to live cautiously for the first ten years or so of his life.
Now the tables have turned; how ruthless he was back then.
This is how that person is repaying him now.
Their methods are even more sophisticated than his.
In the end, you're the only one who loses.
He didn't want to continue like this.
He was so tired, so very tired.
Peng Meili stiffly hugged her son back, tears streaming down her face.
Ever since she became a mistress, she's always been thinking about taking over.
Once she gained power, she wanted her son to have everything.
Therefore, she taught her son that the Luo family belonged to him, and Luo Miao was his enemy.
Her education was a success.
However, she only realized it now.
I was so wrong back then.
If, if...
"Xiaoyu, it's all Mom's fault. Don't be sad. If you're tired, we'll stop caring. We won't fight anymore."
Nothing compares to her son.
She'd give up everything as long as her son is alright.
Luo Shenyu hugged his mother tightly.
People only see things clearly when they actually reach that point.
Even so, there was no second chance.
Stepping out of his mother's arms and grabbing her hand, a ruthless glint flashed in Luo Shenyu's eyes.
"Mom, let's go. Let's go far away while we can."
Peng Meili thought for a moment and nodded.
"Okay, Xiaoyu, go pack your things. Mom will prepare the plane tickets. We'll leave right away."
One managed to secure her position as Mrs. Luo from a young age, while the other was cunning and scheming from childhood.
How could he be an ordinary person?
While Luo Kun was away, Peng Meili took all the gold, silver, jewelry, and antiques from the safe.
She took her son and boarded a plane to go abroad.
It disappeared into the vast sky.
When Lokun dragged his battered body home.
What I was facing was an empty house.
He was so angry that he suffered a stroke and was admitted to the intensive care unit.
'Host, Luo Shenyu and the others have run away. Aren't you going to chase after them?'
The white mouse perched on Luo Ling's head and asked curiously.
Luo Miao flipped through the book, replying nonchalantly.
"No need. I've seen their faces; their later lives will be filled with hardship and displacement."
The best revenge is not to kill.Instead, it is a continuous suffering.
The mouse scratched its whiskers with its short paws and flicked its long, thin tail.
It sounds impressive but I don't understand it.
'Beep beep beep...'
The phone on the table lit up, and two pairs of eyes peered out.
Just as I was about to hang up, a handsome man in a black suit with a cold and aloof demeanor walked slowly towards me.
With a swift movement, he handed the phone over.
"Honey, this guy is bothering me again. How about we meet up and have a real-life showdown?"
Luo Miao was quite eager to try.
A boyfriend who fights must be super cool!
Wen Qi pinched his cheek helplessly, pulled him up, and ignored the still-ringing phone.
"Didn't we say we were going to see a movie? Let's go, it's almost time."
Luo Miao's attention was diverted, and she quickly pulled Wen Qi back.
He walked quickly outside.
On a bustling street, two men, both with outstanding temperament and appearance, stood out.
They walked hand in hand through the crowd.
So ordinary, yet so extraordinary.
So beautiful.