Reborn to sleep with wolves

Fang Chen felt that his soul was not in his body, otherwise, how could he see the familiar scenery? !

This should be the previous life, or the house after he moved out.The inside of the house is still the same as before, but it is full of silence and cold atmosphere.

Fang Chen was floating in his room, he didn't know what was going on, the only thing that was certain was that he was stunned by his father's father... Did he die again? !He thought it was funny, he was finally reborn, but he didn't expect to face a series of conspiracies and calculations.

His father, who used to think he was a ruthless person, gradually changed his attitude later on.

"Crack...!" With a sound, Fang Chen hurriedly looked towards the door of his room. If there is no accident, this place should belong to another stranger, but why everything has not changed.

The figure of the man made Fang Chen feel very familiar, and then his soul trembled.

With such an appearance and indifferent expression, who else is there besides the father in the previous life? !

When his soul was torn apart, he saw that Zhaohua was confronting his father, and the two had a lot of conversations, but he had no way of knowing what happened afterwards.

The man exudes a desolate aura, which is completely inconsistent with Fang Chen's memory. He doesn't know why his father is like this, why...

Fang Zhaoyi walked to the sofa softly, then sat down, his eyes no longer had the coldness of the past.

Fang Chen didn't know what it was like, he was in a very complicated mood right now, he was dead, so what was his father's behavior like? !

The man gently took out an ice jade box from his arms, which radiated a cold light, and then the man gently opened the box, and what appeared on it was...a withered heart.

Fang Chen's eyes widened in disbelief, he never imagined that the heart that he thought was eaten by a dog, or put in the dust, would be cared for like this.

What happened before, why his father had such an attitude, everything made him find himself entangled in spider silk, and it was impossible to break free.

"Boom boom boom..." The door was knocked open vigorously, and fell down in response, followed by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

There was a familiar aura between his brows, and Fang Chen frowned tightly. He knew this person, and it was his younger brother——Fang Yan.

"What are you doing?" The young man's crisp voice revealed strong sarcasm, "He's dead? You just showed an infatuated look? Don't you think it's too late?!"

Fang Chen didn't know what his father's expression was like, he tried hard to know, but a huge force moved his soul away, and he fainted in an instant.

Fang Chen found that his whole body was sore and weak, and he didn't have much strength. Regarding the last scene he saw and what Fang Yan said, he felt a hundred kinds of feelings in his heart.

He felt a warm breath on his head, then raised his eyes, and saw his pale father, with a doting look in his eyes, but he couldn't hide his sadness, "Chenchen, Even if the body forgets the father, the soul should not forget, okay?"

His words made Fang Chen's heart tremble endlessly, whether it was memory confusion, or it was all hallucinations.