Kuaichuan villains only pet me

Chapter 203, Revenge of the True Daughter

Twenty years ago, seven-year-old Mu Rong was taken to the side peak of Daqiu Mountain by Mu Yidian.

That was the first time his father took him out.

The seven-year-old child was neglected by his father and hostile by his father's other sons since he was a child. Unfair treatment easily formed a childhood shadow, but Luo Xuefen taught Mu Rong very well, and he did not become cynical because of this, although he would also feel sad. He would also be puzzled, but he always remembered what his mother said.

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

"Even if you lose one person's love, there will still be other people's love, so you don't need to feel sad about it."

At that time, Mu Rong didn't quite understand the meaning of the previous sentence, but he clearly remembered Luo Xuefen's expression at that time.

It was a kind of remorse and regret, but Mu Rong, who was still young at that time, didn't know it, just like he didn't know why his father didn't like him.

However, in the heart of the child, there is always a feeling of admiration for his father.

So when Luo Xuefen asked him: "Father wants to take you out to play, do you want to go?", little Mu Rong's eyes lit up, and he nodded without thinking.

Luo Xuefen smiled and patted his round head.

"Then you have to be obedient, you know?"

"Ok!"

Luo Xuefen usually lives alone in the villa with her son, and only once a month, little Mu Rong has the opportunity to see his father Mu Yidian in the old house.

At first, he was looking forward to that day.

However, following Mu Yidian's neglect and cold face again and again, little Mu Rong also understood how much he was not liked by his father.Gradually, he became resistant to going to the old house, to see his father, and the boy who was always brought by his father and who was about his own age.

"You have to go."

After discovering her son's thoughts, Luo Xuefen, who usually spoke softly to him, showed a rare stern look.

"You are a legitimate child, and you are your father's only heir."

"You have to let those bastards understand that no one is qualified to be Mu Yidian's son except you, you know?"

Luo Xuefen grabbed his arm hard, her nails dug into the skin, bringing sharp pain.

Little Mu Rong wanted to cry out in pain, but after seeing the faint tears in Luo Xuefen's eyes, he chose to swallow the words that came to his lips.

Children may be ignorant, but they are very sensitive to the emotional changes of adults.

What's more, little Mu Rong has always been smart.

He knows that his family is different from other children.

Even though he still wanted to live with his parents, he never mentioned or asked why, and just stayed by Luo Xuefen's side to be her most well-behaved and sensible son, comforting the woman who was sometimes calm and stable, and sometimes restless.

At that time, little Mu Rong didn't know how much Mu Yidian hated him.

And the loving and gentle mother in memory is just a lunatic who hides the crazy and despicable side of her heart well.

On the day Mu Yidian took him to Daqiu Mountain, the weather was clear and cloudless, and the sun showed up early, which was a rare good weather in the rainy season.

Little Mu Rong got up before six o'clock.

After brushing his teeth and washing his hands, when he went downstairs, he happened to meet Luo Xuefen who had come back from a walk.

Luo Xuefen used to be a doctor. Although she stopped practicing after marrying Mu Yidian, she has maintained a regular life schedule. She goes to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, wakes up at 05:30 the next day, and has breakfast at six o'clock.

Thunder can't move.

"Mom! Good morning!"

Luo Xuefen smiled and kissed her son's soft cheek.

The woman was obviously in a good mood. It was rare for her to wear a dress and put on makeup. Her jet-black hair, which was usually draped behind her back, was pulled up, and a beautiful gold hairpin was pinned to her loose bun.

She personally combed and changed her son's hair and clothes. She matched a beret with a white shirt and plaid suspenders, and a pair of black shiny leather shoes. In the mirror, a cute and beautiful British gentleman appeared.

With red lips and white teeth, pink and jade-carved, little Mu Rong was good-looking, and his facial features picked out the advantages of Luo Xuefen and Mu Yidian. Can't compare.

Mu Yidian made an appointment with them at nine o'clock.

Luo Xuefen held Xiao Mu Rong's hand and waited at the door.

His palms were sweating.

Facing his father who has never shown close feelings to him, the boy is both timid and yearning in his heart.

Therefore, when seeing the familiar tall figure appearing in the field of vision, little Mu Rong was a little hesitant at first, but finally let go of his mother's hand under Luo Xuefen's encouraging eyes, let go of his anxiety, and stepped forward with his short legs. He ran towards the man, and at the same time called out the name he wanted to call all the time, but was stopped by the other party's eyes every time.

"father!"

From nine in the morning to six in the afternoon, Mu Yidian took little Mu Rong around Huaicheng.

Went to the amusement park, sat on the merry-go-round, ate hamburger fries, and even went to the Marine Ecology Museum for a long walk. Except for a 10-minute phone call on the way, Mu Yidian never left Little Mu Rong .

Although there is not much communication between father and son, for little Mu Rong, this is already the happiest day since he grew up.

It would be nice if mom was here.

Lying on the back seat of the SUV, the drowsy child rubbed his eyes, looking out of the window at the rich orange-toned sunset that seemed to be poured full of orange juice, thinking with some pity.

Then he yelled out unconsciously.

Mu Yidian was silent for a long while, and finally answered "Yes".

The enunciation is clear, and it echoes in the car room where the music is not turned on.

Little Mu Rong just felt very pleasantly surprised.

He wanted to get up and talk to Mu Yidian, just like walking all the way this day.It doesn't matter if Dad doesn't like to talk, he has a lot of things to say to Dad.

A small mouth is buzzing, like a lark singing happily, and it never stops.

It's just that the heavy eyelids still couldn't bear the deep sleepiness in the end. Before little Mu Rong completely lost consciousness, he still thought about telling his mother when he got home today, and his father agreed to take us out to play together in the future.

Just like any other kid in kindergarten.

He also has a home.

"That day was one month after my seventh birthday."

"It's also Mu Hui's seventh birthday."

Mo Qiqi, whose eyes were covered, suddenly shuddered. She couldn't see Mu Rong's expression, but she seemed to be able to imagine the man's empty gray pupils filled with despair and disappointment.

That's not the current Mu Rong.

That was seven-year-old Mu Rong, the little boy who was driven into the mountains by his father in a coma. Xue Xue could probably guess what would happen next even if Mu Rong didn't say anything.

For the first time, she wished her instincts were wrong.

otherwise……

"Every year on my birthday, I get an extra hour to sleep late."

"Actually, the children's station after ten o'clock is not very interesting, so at that time, I turned to the news station with the remote control."

The news station wrote that it was suspected that someone had released several gray wolves in Daqiu Mountain, which aroused great attention from relevant units and reminded the public to pay attention to safety.

Then an introductory video was played.

The seven-year-old boy found the scene of wolves chasing their prey terrifying and novel, and stared at it for a long time until the nanny came and told him to go back to his room to sleep.

Later, little Mu Rong forgot about it.

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