The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Song Chenfeng, you're already dead. What's the point of saying all this? I've already won when I forced you to jump off the building! I won! You can't threaten me in any way!"

Qiao Yueyang gave up struggling, and when he faced the dead Song Chenfeng, he became strangely calm. The only thing he had feared before had appeared before him, and nothing could cause him pain anymore.

"Threat?" If there was one thing that Song Chenfeng couldn't figure out, it was Qiao Yueyang's unreasonable targeting and hostility.

At first, the ones who teased him for fun were Curly, Blond and the one with glasses, while the one who framed him for animal abuse was the seemingly shy man with earrings.

Qiao Yueyang usually just watched them, with a superior gaze, as they were busy pursuing their studies and lives.

But later, Qiao Yueyang joined the three people's "game", and those powerful methods now seemed like they were not something a high school student could perfectly implement.

Qiao Yueyang suddenly found it ridiculous that the other party didn't know why he was targeted until his death. This made him feel that his secret hatred and resentment were just a farce of whining without any reason.

He was crying and laughing, and it was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was mocking or resentful. When he mentioned his father, there was not much affection in his eyes, but rather boredom and fatigue.

"Song Chenfeng, to be honest, we have no grudges against each other except for the incident with Lin Wan. But why do you have to be in the spotlight? Why does your name appear in my father's mouth? He repeatedly states how good your grades are, compares you with me, and asks me to surpass you no matter what in order to gain my uncle's recognition!"

"I am tired of your top grades and your indomitable spirit. Why do you, a poor person like you, have such a temper? Why do you deserve to be looked up to by your uncle?"

It was obvious that his uncle came to participate in the ceremony so that he could be valued and treated preferentially in school, but he let him steal the show during the student representative speech and was recognized by his uncle as the best student in his disaster relief funding project.

That day, he was like a foil, a rich dandy contrasting with the noble son from a poor family.

"Why? I have already fled to the county town, but I still can't avoid comparing myself with others. Why do you compare yourself with me? Apart from your grades, what else can compare with me?"

"My dad is crazy. You only have a few points of similarity in facial features. He has not even verified our relationship, but he thinks you are here to steal my position and his property. How ridiculous! He wants the Qiao family's property so badly that he can even make someone like you his imaginary enemy."

After so many years, my uncle still hasn't given up searching for his lost son. Two natural disasters cut off the only clue. But even a shrewd businessman like my uncle would be bound by family ties and blinded by them, not knowing that the culprit who harmed his wife and children was right beside him.

The funding program named "Doing Good and Searching for Relatives in Secret" offers generous conditions to recipients, allowing them to work in the Qiao family's company after graduation.

This was a public welfare event, but it became a heavy hammer that broke the balance in my father's heart.

"But I'm crazy too. He's driven me crazy. I'm the only young master of the Qiao family, but I have to worry day and night about a person who doesn't know what he's doing and what he looks like! I have to compare myself with potential competitors like you. I can only have a few days of peace if I force you to death."

"Why, why should his delusions and hatred be placed on my shoulders..."

Qiao Yueyang slowly bent his straight back, squatted on the ground, and buried his head deeply. He had always been proud to the outside world, but now he was forced to speak out his most embarrassing thoughts.

It is undeniable that in his heart, he actually envied Song Chenfeng.

The other party has a family that is poor but very harmonious.

He had once met Song Chenfeng's father, a construction worker with wrinkles on his face and wearing a safety helmet.

It was a winter day with a biting cold wind. Although the Qiao family was wealthy and his father had shares in the company and had never been short of funds, he did not know how to buy a thick winter coat for his son.

Qiao Yueyang comforted himself that he was not afraid of the cold, and laughed at himself that he was just a tool for his father to obtain the management rights of the company from his uncle. He kicked the dead leaves at his feet, masochistically feeling the bone-chilling cold wind blowing through his clothes.

When I arrived at the school gate, I happened to see Song Chenfeng and his father.

The man, covered in mud, was carrying a package wrapped in coarse cloth. He removed the piles of cloth and layers of plastic bags, revealing the hot dumplings in the lunch box.

The cold wind blew by, and he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of the food even from a long distance away.

It was a scent he had never smelled before, carrying with it the warmth and fragrance of family. It was the taste of family affection that he longed for but had never truly felt.

At that moment, the envy in his heart reached its peak.

Perhaps it was out of the jealousy that was weighing on his heart. After that, he hated Song Chenfeng even more. He hated his top grades every time. He hated that he was included in his uncle's financial aid list just because he transferred to his school. His father took it to heart just because he mentioned it casually.

Dislike each other for having such a poor but happy family.

Isn't it contradictory? They were from such a poor family, but they were so harmonious. Song Chenfeng's father was so tired, but every time he saw him, his wrinkled eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles.

Is this fatherly love?