Chapter 2126: Should Life Be Trampled on If It’s Cheaper Than Grass?

After Ruomu finished speaking, Uncle Wei felt a surge of regret and helplessness in his heart.

Although the girl was looking at him sincerely, and although she was simple and innocent, in Uncle Wei's eyes, she was not actually a human being at all, but just a tool.

The reason he chose this girl was indeed to intentionally arrange her for the young master...

Because she has a healthy body, a clean past, an ant-like status, and of course the most important thing is her pure and beautiful face.

A girl like her, whose life is worth less than grass, is simply a perfect chess piece, the kind that can be used and discarded.

So the young master can do whatever he wants to her, he can do whatever he wants to her, he doesn't have to take any responsibility, and he doesn't have to consider the consequences. Even if she gets pregnant, he doesn't have to worry about being harassed.

If you let her give birth, she will give birth; if you don't let her give birth, she can't give birth.

Even if she disappeared from this world one day, no one would speak up for her.

Uncle Wei originally hoped that Young Master Ajun would stop suppressing himself and divert his feelings away from Su Jiuyao. He hoped that Young Master would vent all the pain in his heart, including the torture he had suffered, on Ruomu.

It’s a pity that although Uncle Wei arranged everything for Master Ajun, the master didn’t appreciate it.

"Just do your job well and don't worry about anything else." Uncle Wei said to Ruomu.

She breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and smiled brightly, "Okay uncle, I'll remember that."

Uncle Wei nodded, rolled up the car window, and drove away from the manor.

Looking at the young girl in the rear window, I was thinking about what to do next.

Normally, this girl should be sent back to where she came from, but considering that she is studious and can barely do the job, and the young master doesn't dislike her that much, Uncle Wei decided not to send her away.

He also admired the girl's straightforward personality. The young master couldn't have anyone too cunning around him. A girl like this who had no improper thoughts was rare.

Moreover, Ruomu was very obedient and grateful to him. He had been driven away by the young master today, and it would be difficult for him to return. Therefore, the task of monitoring the young master in the future would have to be handed over to her...

In the upstairs suite.

Xiao Jun listened to the sound of Uncle Wei's car engine getting farther and farther away until all around him was quiet again.

Although he couldn't really escape his father's surveillance, Xiao Jun still felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.

Of course he is also very lonely, but fortunately, loneliness has always been his closest companion.

Compared to false warmth, this kind of loneliness is very precious.

So he had to celebrate and he decided to go for a drink.

He walked out of the suite, took the elevator downstairs, and came to the wine cellar on the underground second floor.

When I pushed the door open, the heavy wooden door creaked and a faint aroma of wine wafted in.

Xiao Jun turned on the light. A dim chandelier hung in the middle of the wine cellar. Under the light was a wooden round table supported by an oak wine barrel.

On the walls surrounding the round table are floor-to-ceiling walnut wine cabinets displaying a variety of liquors, mostly horizontally placed wines.

He hardly ever drinks alcohol, let alone understands it.

Due to health reasons, the doctor forbade him to drink alcohol.

The more important reason is that alcohol always brings him many painful associations. It reminds him of his mother beating him with a clothes hanger after getting drunk, and it also reminds him of his mother's pitiful appearance of crying and laughing after drinking.

He was very afraid that if he drank, he would become like his mother.

However, Xiao Jun wants to break the routine today.

He stretched out his hand, his fingers passing over the red wine bottles lying in the grid, and picked one out almost with his eyes closed, then walked to the round table.

He came to the round table, took the wine opener, recalled Uncle Wei's steps for opening wine, opened the bottle, and started drinking by himself.

He had no alcohol tolerance and drank on an empty stomach, so he felt a little dizzy after drinking one glass.

However, Xiao Jun really likes this floating feeling.

My nerves are numbed by alcohol, and no matter how much I suppress it, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

No wonder my mother liked to drink when she was alive. It really helped her avoid many things.

Thinking of his mother, Xiao Jun pressed his solar plexus and drank half a cup of wine.

I don’t know how much I drank, I just felt dizzy and my legs and feet were out of control.

I felt so dizzy that I wanted to go back to my room to sleep, but I fell directly onto the wine cellar floor.

After his mother died, he developed severe mysophobia. The cold and damp floor and the small mold spots in the corners of the walls reminded him of his mother rotting away bit by bit.

But I couldn't get up, so I turned over and lay on my back to avoid looking at the mold spots.

Looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, the feeling of dizziness became even stronger, and the floor turned into the undulating sea surface.

And I am floating on the sea, drifting with the current.

He has a severe fear of the deep sea, but for some reason, he can now calmly imagine what it feels like to be on the sea.

It feels like going back to my childhood.

At that time, he was too young, and for safety reasons, his mother would let him go into the sea with a swimming ring.

He just lay in the swimming ring, basking in the warm sunshine, while his mother swam around him, reminding him from time to time: "Ajun, hold on to my hand tightly, don't let go!"

Those were the few happy times he and his mother had.

In his life, there were only a few sunny days like that.

Later, one time, his mother took him swimming again, but his mother swam further and further away. Xiao Jun sat in the swimming ring and called his mother to come back.

The mother seemed not to hear and continued to swim forward.

A wave came down and the mother disappeared.

Xiao Jun was frightened and started crying, paddling towards his mother while shouting.

But he rowed one meter and retreated three meters, getting farther and farther away from the place where his mother disappeared.

At this moment, the mother surfaced, waved at him with a smile, and then swam quickly to him.

His mother comforted him for a long time, saying that he didn't swim very far. She also said that she would never leave Ajun.

But his mother still left, and before leaving, she left him with a pain that would never heal in his lifetime.

Xiao Jun's thoughts finally returned to that day, as if everything had changed since that day.

The relationship between his father and mother, his relationship with his mother, his relationship with his father, everything has changed...

It was a cloudy day with low dark clouds, and his mother wanted to take him to the beach to swim.

The waves in the sea were very strong. His mother did not change his swimsuit or change his own. She just put a swimming ring on him and took him into the cold sea.

No matter how he resisted or shouted, his mother ignored him.

The water was getting deeper and deeper, almost reaching my mother's chin.

At the junction of the sea and the sky, a bolt of lightning struck, and Xiao Jun was so frightened that he couldn't even cry.

The wind and waves grew stronger and stronger, and the mother finally stopped.

Xiao Jun thought his mother was going to leave, but she took away his swimming ring and let go of his hand...

Xiao Jun couldn't swim, and he struggled desperately in the sea, trying to grab something, but he could grab nothing. He sank helplessly into the black abyss, as if he would never reach the bottom.