To seduce her

Shen Yaochu's car slowly drove into the hillside villa area. Every building here was hidden in the dense shade of trees, making it look particularly quiet.

She found the villa on the mountainside according to the address provided by Xia Yizhui.

The exterior of the villa is modern and simple, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflecting the afternoon sun, revealing a hint of cool luxury.

Shen Yaochu got out of the car, tightly holding the sealed document bag containing Xia Yizhuo's inheritance waiver letter in her hand.

She walked to the door of the villa and pressed the doorbell.

The sound of the doorbell echoed in the silent air. Soon, the door slowly opened and a young man appeared at the door.

The man stood at the door of a villa halfway up the mountain. The sunlight shone on his short black hair, casting a soft luster and making his already handsome face look even more sunny.

But upon closer inspection, his face was handsome but with a hint of melancholy, and his deep eyes concealed complex emotions.

"Who are you?" Song Yufeng looked at Shen Yaochu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Shen Yaochu raised the file bag in her hand and said, "I was asked by Xia Yizhu to deliver something."

Song Yufeng's eyes flashed with surprise, and he politely invited Shen Yaochu to come in: "Please come in, Miss Shen, it's windy outside."

Shen Yaochu followed Song Yufeng into the villa halfway up the mountain.

Exquisite crystal chandeliers hang from the high ceilings, priceless oil paintings hang on the walls, and the furniture is carefully selected. Every detail shows the owner's wealth.

Although the level of luxury here is not as good as Gao's, for Xia Yizhu, such an environment is obviously beyond her circle of life.

Song Yufeng turned around and said to the servant, "Serve Miss Shen some tea."

Shen Yaochu handed the file bag in her hand to Song Yufeng: "No need, I'll leave after delivering the documents."

Song Yufeng took the file bag, opened it, and took out the documents inside.

He just took a look and his expression instantly became lost. Finally, he sighed and put the document on the coffee table.

"Ms. Shen." Song Yufeng looked at Shen Yaochu: "Would it be convenient for us to chat?"

Shen Yaochu was a little hesitant.

Just as she was thinking about how to refuse, Song Yufeng said bitterly: "Actually, Xia Yizhu is my biological sister."

Shen Yaochu was stunned and looked at him in disbelief: "What?!"

Song Yufeng raised his head and looked at Shen Yaochu with a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Can you help us? I want my parents to see my sister one last time."

"..."

*****

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Song Yufeng took Shen Yaochu and slowly walked up the stairs.

The handrails of the stairs are smooth and exquisite, and each step is covered with soft carpet, so you can hardly hear any sound when you step on it.

Song Yufeng led her to a room on the second floor and gently opened the door.

"This is the room prepared for my sister." There was a hint of complexity in Song Yufeng's voice.

Shen Yaochu walked into the room.

The room is large and warmly and tastefully furnished.

The room is spacious and bright, with one wall designed as a huge floor-to-ceiling window, from which you can overlook the beautiful garden of the villa. The sunlight shines into the room, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

A large, soft bed was placed in the center, its bedspread made of light pink silk embroidered with delicate floral patterns, looking incredibly smooth.

It is obvious at first glance that it was carefully prepared for the owner of the room.

But it lacks some popularity.

It looks like no one has ever lived here.

"Is this for Xiao Zhu?" Shen Yaochu frowned. "But as far as I know, her family consists of her parents and two younger brothers, a family of five, and they live a hard life."

"Those are her adoptive parents. At first, the couple couldn't have children, so they took my sister away. Who knew that they would have four more children later." Song Yufeng nodded, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "My sister has always thought that we abandoned her, but that's not the case."

Shen Yaochu turned her head and looked at Song Yufeng, waiting for him to continue.

Song Yufeng took a deep breath and began to tell the story of the past: "My parents' business failed and their lives were very difficult. The family was almost penniless and even had problems with food and clothing. In order to let my sister survive, we had to give her away."

Shen Yaochu frowned slightly. She could feel the helplessness and pain in Song Yufeng's words: "What happened next?"

Song Yufeng continued, "Later, our family's business gradually improved, and my parents have been looking for my sister and have never stopped. But the couple had long since moved away from the city and went to the countryside, so it was difficult to find them."

"They called in a lot of detectives and spent a lot of time and effort. It wasn't until she came to Deer Harbor that we finally found her."

Shen Yaochu was silent for a while, then said softly: "But Xiaoxia has been suffering from the pain of being abandoned, which is not easy for her."

Song Yufeng nodded, sadness flashing in his eyes: "I know..."

"So what is that document?" Shen Yaochu asked him.

"My parents passed away and left her an inheritance." Song Yufeng's eyes were dejected: "She sent it all back and even wrote a letter of waiver of the inheritance."

"..."

*****

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In the hospital ward, the white light was a bit dazzling. Xia Yizhui was lying on the hospital bed with an anti-emetic injection in his hand.

The cold liquid flowed into her body drop by drop, but it seemed unable to suppress the overwhelming feeling of nausea.

Another strong feeling of vomiting rose up in his throat. Xia Yizhu sat up suddenly and rushed to the trash can beside the bed.

After vomiting, Xia Yizhu felt exhausted, and the nurse patted her back gently, trying to relieve her discomfort.

Xia Yizhu's eyes were red and tears were welling up in them. Her mood was complicated and indescribable.

Having heard that morning sickness is hereditary, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps her biological mother had also experienced similar torment when she was pregnant with her.

Then why would they easily give up this daughter who was born with so much difficulty?

Memories came flooding back like a tide, and Xia Yizhu's thoughts returned to the small and dim Xia family's home.

Every inch of the air seemed to be filled with depression and despair.

When Xia Yizu was a child, he was like an outsider in the family and was disliked.

Her adoptive parents always looked at her with disgust, as if she was a vampire sucking the nutrients of the family.

Her adoptive parents beat and scolded her, and her two younger brothers always bullied her.

She had to do a lot of housework every day, and any mistake would result in a scolding. She didn't understand why she had to endure such treatment, and could only endure it silently.

"You're useless. You can't even wash a bowl!"

"Why are you running? Do you think I can't catch you if you run away?"

"Where's the money! Where's the money your parents gave you? Give it to me!"

"Go wash my socks, you hear me?"

"..."

Her life is like a black and white movie, without color or warmth.

She had asked herself countless times why she had to endure this?

Why can't she have a warm home like other children?

It wasn't until one day a stranger found her and told her the truth about her life that she suddenly realized it.

It turns out that she is redundant wherever she goes.