Little Fox's Journey to Another World

Chapter 95 The Stars in the Dark Night

Maybe I am an unlucky person because my mother died the moment I was born.

But others said I was a lucky star, because at the moment I was born, the Ouyang family won the long-awaited victory, thus laying the foundation for the three-legged alliance in today's underworld.

Dad seems to support the latter statement, so he named me Morning Star, a morning star that clears away the thick fog.

Since I was a child, I have lived in a world that is more suitable for men, and I have been asked to be an heir.

Of course, it's not that my father doesn't have a son, it's just that in our world, we are more concerned about status than others, and those illegitimate children can only live in a darker place than us forever, and will never be recognized by anyone.

And since his mother died, for some unknown reason, although there were different "aunts" around him every day, he never married a wife again, so I became the only heir of the Ouyang family as a matter of course.

Although I am a girl, my status is much higher than those illegitimate children, so even though they were reluctant at first, they still had to accept the fact that I am the heir.

And more than ten years later, they were unanimously delighted by the decision they had to make at the beginning. In their words: no one is more suitable to inherit the Ouyang family than Young Master Chen Xing.

However, because of this, I hardly know what childhood is.

I have never eaten ordinary food since I was a child. Whether it is milk powder, milk cream or anything I eat, people will add a little poison to it to cultivate my anti-toxicity.

As soon as I learned how to hold things, someone gave me a Black Star (Black Star 54 pistol), saying that I should use this antique-grade thing to practice my hand feeling.

As soon as I could walk, I was taken to learn boxing, though it was only considered a strange game then.

Before I learned how to speak, I was always told in my ears: I am surrounded by my subordinates, and to them, what I say is an order.

So from an early age, I learned how to order others.Order them to fetch toys for me, order them to make milk for me, order them to tie my hair
I grew up among a group of uncles, maybe I was more like a boy at that time, I would not touch the dolls and baby bears that girls like, my favorite thing to play with is the who knows who Give me Black Star.

The result of playing with the black star made me very curious about objects of this shape at a young age, so that day I picked up another antique that my father left on the coffee table in the living room: Colt M1911A1, which was not long ago Dad took it out when a foreign uncle came to visit, but he forgot to put it away and kept it there.

I picked it up and fiddled with it like a black star. It goes without saying that the gun went off, and the bullet passed through my delicate arm. I was only two years old at that time.

Seeing this, Dad laughed out loud. In his words, how could a member of the underworld not be shot.

The arm injury recovered quickly. Fortunately, I did not suffer from pistol phobia, but I was more cautious at a young age.I know that some things are not something that can be played casually.

I have never had a playmate of the same age by my side, but I will not feel lonely, because I have no time to be lonely at all, and those various courses have filled every minute and every second of me.

Maybe, to them, I am not a child anymore when I am only two years old.

I learned to be cold and silent, which is a kind of cold silence that is completely incompatible with the child's innocence.

I quietly learned everything they wanted me to learn.

They were very satisfied with my performance and said that I looked like a king at such a young age.

At that time, I didn't know what "the demeanor of a king" is, but now that I think about it, this kind of indifference that doesn't suit my age should be a sign that a child is about to collapse.

But I never blamed them, because I knew that to become the heir of the Ouyang family, I had to go through all these things.

It's just that, in a place without mothers, they don't know at what age I should experience these things, they just hope that they can instill everything in me in one day.

Dad actually loves me very much, although he doesn't know how to express his feelings.But I clearly remember that when I was shot, my father was by my side all day and night until the doctor declared that I was fine.

Because of this memory, no matter how harshly he asked me after that, I can always feel a little bit of reluctance from his serious words, and capture a little bit of distress from his terrifying eyes.

Maybe my talent is really high, and whatever they teach me, I can learn it as quickly as possible.So, on that day, someone suggested to my father that I should try to take the entrance examination of Nuotu Academy.

Dad thought for a moment and then agreed.

After that, I was sent to take the exam, and soon I was sent to Nuotu's kindergarten, when I was three years old.

Looking at the room full of girls who seemed to be my age, crying because they were separated from their families, or playing because they were attracted by toys.I just sat on the side coldly, maybe I was really scary at that time, for a whole month, no one dared to approach me.

That day, another girl came to the class. It was said that she had been sick some time ago, so she delayed enrolling until now.

I don't know if children around 3 years old have such a clear concept of beauty and ugliness, but at that moment, the noisy classroom suddenly became extremely quiet, and the teacher was even more stunned, as if he suddenly saw the world's most beautiful Perfect stuff in general.

She didn't cry like other children, but after smiling and waving to the old man who sent her, she obediently sat down in her seat.

The annoying game time came, and as usual, I didn't want to talk to anyone and sat quietly aside, watching the noise in front of me with an expression that was completely inconsistent with my age.

"Would you like to play together?" She jumped up and down in front of me, looking at me with her sweet smile, "My name is Wei Qinling, how about you?"

"Ouyang Chenxing." This was the first time I said my name to others.I wanted to ignore her as usual, but her smile made me unable to keep silent.

"Ouyang Chenchen?" She tilted her head in doubt.

"It's Morning Star!!" I felt a little unhappy that my name was called wrong.

"Ouyang Chenchen~~" She grinned happily.

"It's the morning star!!" I tried hard to correct it, but
"Chenchen, let's play together~~" She took my hand regardless of my objection, and threw it into the pile of toys.

So, from that day on, I became Chenchen
**Note: Ordinary users may not know that Ling's name was originally called Weiqinling, but later she changed it to Weiling'er herself.This paragraph is described in the monthly subscription chapter.

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