This is not as simple as reincarnation; this is true annihilation!

But she didn't give them much time to say goodbye. The next moment, Wang Jing waved her hand, and the three of them disappeared from sight.

Xie breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes showing the gentleness of a young man.

He knew that he was next.

As he looked at the villa, everything from his life seemed to flash through his mind like a fleeting dream.

He was born in this villa.

He's not a young master, just a servant.

He was indeed not very happy in his life. He was a very intelligent person and always ranked at the top of his class in school.

Having an exceptionally high IQ doesn't necessarily mean having many other strengths.

In matters of the heart, he is quite indifferent.

Including family ties.

He has neither friendship nor love.

Good academic performance, something that can bring a genuine smile to most parents' faces and make them praise their children, is something that Xie Ziheng, who is already completely corrupt, cannot understand.

This did not satisfy him; only his cowardly mother was satisfied.

His mother was actually the one who was initially tormented by Master Wen.

However, she herself was weak, and she also had a profit-driven husband.

Despite this, the woman persisted.

It has to be said that Xie Kuan disliked her cowardice, yet sometimes he had no choice but to live under her protection.

He needs time to grow.

Because of her presence, his childhood was not as difficult as most people imagine.

Although the drunk man would occasionally throw punches at him.

But perhaps he was just that indifferent, unlike ordinary people who have a wealth of emotions; he even rarely smiled.

He wouldn't be angry about what Xie Ziheng did.

He would also sympathize with this man who was driven by anger.

In his view, someone who can't even control their own emotions is worse than a beast.

He also privately despised him, and raised his fist at him, but always held back and never killed him.

Xie Ziheng held the outdated belief that his son was the one who would carry on the family line and therefore could not die.

Therefore, each time he was beaten, his injuries were not very serious.

Not to mention that most of the attacks landed on that cowardly woman.

He didn't understand whether this mother was good or bad.

She's qualified, because she would never pull him away from this man.

Always enduring! Enduring! Enduring!

I've been holding back for a very, very long time.

Perhaps at first he also hoped that his mother would rebel and take her away from this hell.

But she didn't. She just endured everything and taught him to endure as well.

She was just a cowardly woman, cowardly to a certain extent, yet she still wanted to protect her son—a ridiculous woman.

And what about his son?

He never stood up to protect his mother when that cowardly woman was being beaten.

He was extremely cold-blooded.

Just how cowardly is this woman?

She would imagine having her son stand up for her, but she would never think of taking the initiative to resist all of this herself.

She didn't live to see the day her son would protect her.

Because of her repeated lack of resistance, he had long since stopped regarding this woman as his mother.

He mostly stood by and watched coldly as she was beaten.

She knew in her heart that it was precisely because of her seemingly weak and vulnerable appearance that men felt the urge to destroy her.

When he was being beaten?

He would then cunningly shrink into the woman's arms, letting her not-so-warm and not-so-strong back take the blows that should have landed on him.

He grew up to be twelve years old in this abnormal environment.

That woman died when I was twelve.

He died in Master Wen's bed.

His drunken father did not seek justice for his wife.

Xie Kuan knew that Xie Ziheng had taken a large sum of money from Master Wen.

And it was gone very quickly.

Xie Ziheng was no longer willing to pay for one of his tuition fees.

Ultimately, it's because his wife, who accompanied the boss, is no longer alive.

His income sources decreased, and although he still regarded Xie Kuan as the one to carry on the family line, he did not allow him to continue his studies.

He only cares about his third leg; as long as he has that third leg, his academic qualifications don't matter.

Moreover, he felt that the more educated his son was, the less controllable he would be.

And so, despite his intelligence, he dropped out of school at the age of twelve.

He should have had a very bright future ahead of him.

He could have resisted, but he gave up.

It's pointless.

He found reading boring, so he stopped reading.

He dutifully played the role of a cowardly son, which was supposed to be his role.

Perhaps even when he faced Xie Ziheng for the last time, Xie Ziheng couldn't believe that the cowardly son she had once held so firmly in her grasp would treat her this way.

This gives you an idea of ​​how successful he was.

He felt it was alright to come to this villa and be a flower farmer.

It's all the same anyway.

A boring life.

For the past eight years, he has been trapped in this villa. Well, it's not exactly trapped, because he is not unable to leave.

He just didn't want to go out.

That's all.

He is much more mature psychologically than his peers.

They are also much more ruthless.

Therefore, he was quite indifferent to everything.

Thinking of this, Xie Kuan smiled slightly.

The moment Wang Jing raised her hand, it was only for a split second, yet it made Zi Jun frown.

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