Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Ten years later.

The Zhu family in Tianjing seemed to have evaporated in a few years.

No one knows about the existence of the Zhu family anymore.

None of the legal persons, boards of directors, and senior executives of hundreds of groups, including Beixing Group, has the surname Zhu.

The Zhu family that existed for hundreds of years has been slowly forgotten in the past few years.

Not just ordinary people.

Even among the upper class, there was no talk about the Zhu family.

early morning.

In a mansion, the elegant Han Ningchu was carefully preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Whenever Han Ningchu has free time, he will still come to the kitchen and cook in person.

It seemed as if the years had left no trace on Han Ningchu's face at all.

If it weren't for the mature look, no one would have known that Han Ningchu was a mother with three children.

The eldest daughter Zhu Yunning walked down the stairs and stretched, revealing her delicate and delicate belly button.

Since both her parents have divine looks, as the child of Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu, her face is even more flawless.

But he seemed to have inherited Han Ningchu's personality, and he looked cold and cold.

Seeing Han Ningchu cooking in the kitchen, his eyes flashed with surprise for a moment: "Mom, are you idle again? I haven't seen you cooking for a long time."

With that said, Zhu Nunning walked to the refrigerator with her long and fair legs, took out a bottle of water, opened it and poured it into her mouth.

"Yun Ning, go wash up quickly. Call your brother over by the way."

"understood..."

"Mom, good morning." The short, tender and cute Zhu Jing slowly opened the door and said good morning to Han Ningchu in a soft voice.

"Oh~ My dear son, you woke up so early. Go wash up and come over for dinner."

Zhu Jing nodded slightly: "I have already washed it."

Then Zhu Jing also said hello to Zhu Yunning: "Sister, good morning."

Zhu Yunning still doted on this well-behaved younger brother. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she stretched out her hand to rub his head: "Good morning."

"Mom, can I turn on the TV?"

The well-behaved Zhu Jing always asks Han Ningchu for instructions no matter what she does.

"Of course, but after sister washes up, you have to come to eat right away~" Han Ningchu showed a doting smile.

"it is good."

Mother and father are always so gentle and kind.

They are always polite and helpful to everyone they meet.

I have never felt the slightest bit arrogant about living in such a big mansion and driving a luxury car that my classmates and even teachers would envy.

Zhu Jing has always regarded her parents as her role models. When she grows up, she wants to be a humble and kind-hearted person like them.

On the TV, an international news was being broadcast.

The screen is full of mosaic bloody scenes.

"At eight o'clock yesterday evening, 153 people, including Harris, the main figure of the Hermann family in the United States, and Paul, the famous entrepreneur, died tragically at a family gathering..."

"We found that the murderer's methods were extremely cruel, and the US police have not found any clues so far."

Just as Zhu Jing was watching the news attentively, a familiar voice sounded at the door.

"Wife, I'm back."

The well-dressed Zhu Mo walked in with a suit jacket in his hand.

Before Han Ningchu could step forward, Zhu Yunning, who had just finished washing, came running over with rare excitement on his face.

Gave Zhu Mo a big bear hug: "Dad~"

"Baby girl, have you missed daddy?"

"I miss you so much~" Zhu Yunning nuzzled into Zhu Mo's arms with a look of enjoyment on her face.

Zhu Yunning, who was cold to other people, would only show such a side in front of Zhu Mo.

After all, every daughter is her father’s little cotton-padded jacket.

However, Zhu Yunning, who was in Zhu Mo's arms, sniffed twice. Xiao Qiong wrinkled her nose and raised her head and whispered in a very low voice: "The smell of blood is so strong..."

Zhu Mo smiled slightly, pinched Zhu Yunning's cheek, and said nothing.

"Be safe, Dad."

Zhu Junning had smelled the strong smell of blood on his father's body more than once.

Although she didn't know what her father's job was, she only knew that he was his biological father, and no matter what he did, she should accept it.

"dad..."

Zhu Jing got up from the sofa obediently, smiled and nodded to Zhu Mo.

"My dear son, how have you been lately? Have you missed Dad?"

"I got a perfect score in the last quiz, and I was No. 1 in the class. I miss...my dad." Zhu Jing said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, showing a shy smile.

"Honey, where is Xiaoci?"

"He's sleeping inside. I'll go and watch him after I finish eating." Han Ningchu stretched out his arms and hugged Zhu Mo.

Standing on tiptoes, she pressed a lingering kiss on his lips.

But how could Zhu Mo be satisfied with this? He hugged her tightly and started kissing her passionately in the kitchen.

"Don't work so hard, wife. Just let the nanny watch the third child."

Zhu Mo gently placed Han Ningchu on the white kitchen countertop.

His palms were warm and powerful covering her soft thighs, as if conveying hot love.

Gentle lips came gently to her lips, and the two kissed passionately as if no one else was around, feeling each other's softness.

Zhu Yunning immediately stopped the two of them: "Dad, Mom. If you want to do something like that, can you go into the bedroom?"

"Xiao Jing is still young and can't see these things." Zhu Yunning immediately went to cover Zhu Jing's eyes.

Han Ningchu pushed Zhu Mo away with her little hands, her face flushed: "You can't do this in front of children."

"What's the matter? Let's have another baby."

"Go, let's talk about it later in the evening." Han Ningchu avoided Zhu Mo and winked mischievously.

"Come and eat quickly~"

...

After eating, Zhu Jing was ready to go out and got into a luxury car to get ready for school.

Little did he know that a car was secretly following him behind him.

The man in the car was responsible for investigating a murder five years ago.

Through in-depth investigation, they found that they traced the clues to Zhu Jing.

The man in the back seat looked at the primary school student Zhu Jing in shock through the ventilation glass.

With his mouth wide open, it seems like he could fit a watermelon into it.

He held the information in his hand and tapped his head:

"So the legal person of Company A who hired the killer is an employee of Company B, Group B is secretly funded by Group C, and the legal person of Group C is the mistress of the boss of Group D... At the end of the nesting doll, the person at the end is a primary school student ?”

"Boss, are you making a mistake?" he asked the handsome man in the passenger seat.

The handsome man smiled evilly, with a confident look on his face: "Sure, sure. Is it possible that there is someone behind this elementary school student?"

"This is the usual routine of a person with great hands and eyes."

The handsome man continued to explain:

“Put corporate legal persons, real estate, cash, and various forms of assets on an inconspicuous person.

When something goes wrong, someone is responsible, and the person at the back only needs to control the overall situation from behind.

But this time we seem to be about to see the last person. Didn’t you realize that this child’s family situation is the best among the people we found? "

"Is there anyone else?" The man was shocked at first, then shook his head like a rattle: "I don't believe it."

The handsome man didn't speak, but his eyes were unusually firm.

He was determined that the truth would soon surface.

Of course, his confidence does not come from the heart...

Instead, there was a cold system sound ringing in my ears.

[The god level system is opening...]

[Opening the mall page for you...]

Without the help of the system, he would not be able to investigate to this depth.

After all, the moment you start investigating this kind of thing, it proves that you are already waving at death.

Just as he was looking at the dazzling shopping mall page to choose powerful weapons...

He didn't know that a huge truck was flying towards him at full speed in the distance.

bump!

The car they were riding in was ruthlessly crushed under the wheels by the huge truck, with sparks flying and thick smoke billowing...

The sound of the explosion was loud.

But there were no passers-by around. It was obvious that the road had been closed and the area had been cleared.

Zhu Jing got out of the car and looked at the crushed car. She was so frightened that her whole body trembled involuntarily.

Suddenly, a warm and huge hand fell on his shoulder.

He was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground. When he looked back and saw his father, he finally exhaled.

But there was still shock in his eyes.

Because the father in front of me is different from the past...

The stern face made him feel extremely strange, even a little scared.

Bian Lin trotted to Zhu Mo's side from a distance and bowed respectfully: "Master, this person is completely dead."

Nodding slightly, Zhu Mo's voice didn't have any warmth: "Well, burn it on the spot and clean up the scene quickly."

A simple conversation between the two convinced Zhu Jing that the man was killed by his father!

"Dad..." Zhu Jing's white lips trembled slightly, she raised her head and asked Zhu Mo in horror: "What does our family do?"

"Are you a bad person?"

Looking down at his cute and well-behaved son, Zhu Mo finally squeezed out the warm smile that he usually wore on his face.

He knelt down and pinched Zhu Jing's soft cheeks with both hands: "Dad is not a bad person, he is just sick."

"What disease do you have..." Zhu Jing asked very seriously.

He was relieved when his father refused to admit that he was a bad person.

"You also have the diseases I have." Zhu Mo scratched Zhu Jing's little nose with his finger.

"This disease is present from the moment you are born."

"Having money that can't be spent in a lifetime, being able to live in the best mansion in the world, and being able to get whatever you want... Everything my father did was just to protect our family of five from this disease."

"When you get older, get married and have a baby, he will also suffer from this disease." Zhu Mo answered Zhu Jing seriously.

Zhu Jing, who was very young, nodded in understanding and exclaimed innocently: "It would be better if everyone got this disease..."

"No, this disease cannot be spread."

"You can only get this disease if you have the same blood as dad."

With that said, Zhu Mo grabbed Zhu Jing's tender little hand and left: "Let's go to school."

In a dilapidated room, a blue panel suddenly appeared in front of the young man who was wielding a gun.

[Whether it is bound to the final system of the Demon God...]

The young man opened his eyes wide and sat on the bed hugging the pillow in fright: "Damn it, I'm hallucinating..."