The woman who left did not go to the hospital to abort her unborn child, because she still wanted to fight for a future for her child.

Fate did not force her to the brink of despair. Nine months later, she gave birth to a healthy boy, whose blood type was the same as her eldest son's, showing a very high degree of blood type compatibility.

After several surgeries, the eldest son's life was saved, but he still needs long-term treatment, which means that the younger son will need to provide blood regularly and undergo blood transfusions periodically.

The high cost of treatment quickly put pressure on the woman's life. She tried every means to squeeze money out of the man to pay for their son's treatment. As the father, the man had enough money and could not escape this obligation. He could only provide the surgery fees for his son on time.

The maid who had successfully taken over was very dissatisfied with this, and after several arguments, the house was in chaos.

A family that was already broken was kept in this state of limbo because of the eldest son's illness, until the eldest son came of age, at which point the male head of the household shirked his responsibilities and completely severed ties with them.

Because of her eldest son's illness, the woman hadn't saved much money over the years. Now that her eldest son was grown up, she could no longer use her parental obligations to pressure the man. Facing the upcoming cost of regular blood transfusions, she fell into despair. She held her eldest son and wept bitterly, unaware that her second son, whom she had always regarded as her eldest son's mobile blood bag and miracle cure, was watching her from behind.

Over the years, she has devoted all her care and attention to her sick eldest son, but has been indifferent to her second son's feelings. This can be described as neglect or unintentional, because from the very beginning, she conceived her second son to save her eldest son.

From the very beginning, she defined her second son's existence as a kind of medicine.

After the story had progressed to this point, everyone's attention turned to Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu.

Because they are the two actors who played the eldest and second sons of the original wife in this story.

Wei Shu couldn't help but ask curiously, "I just want to know, little brother, how did you feel when you learned that your existence was only for the purpose of curing your brother's illness?"

Lei Miao rolled his eyes at Wei Shu: "Are you stupid? Your younger brother must have known all along. He was used by his own mother to save his older brother's life since he was a child. He is clearly a healthy child, but he has to be taken to have his blood drawn every now and then. If you were in his shoes, would you not know? Do you really believe that you have to have your blood drawn in exchange for a piece of candy?"

The guard opened his mouth to speak, but heard a sneer.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw Rong Yu.

Rong Yu lowered her eyes slightly, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Candy? How can you eat candy? What if there's something bad in the candy that might affect my brother's next blood transfusion?"

At this moment, Rong Yu seemed no longer to be Rong Yu, but rather to be Rong Xiaodi from the story.

He knew his fate all too well, but as a young boy, he was powerless to change it.

He longed for maternal love, but what most children could easily obtain was an unattainable fantasy for him.

Not only that, he couldn't even eat his favorite foods because he had to keep his blood in good condition at all times so that he could use them immediately if his brother had an accident.

His food was the most exquisite and nutritious in the whole house, but it was also the coldest and most heartless.

Because those are not products of love, but rather feed for livestock.

“…I often think about what the meaning of my existence is.” Rong Yu interlaced her fingers and rested them on her chin, seemingly lost in memories: “But every time I have such thoughts, I immediately think that I live to prolong my brother’s life, I live for my brother.”

After saying that, Rong Yu looked at Yin Chengjue and took out a notebook from his pocket—or rather, a diary.

This is Rong's younger brother's diary.

The others were somewhat surprised. Rong Yu dared to take out such an important thing as a diary. Wasn't he afraid that there might be some clues in it that were detrimental to him?

However, upon closer reflection, he realized that if this diary were truly detrimental to him, he wouldn't dare to take it out.

Rong Yu placed the diary on the table and said, "This is the diary I always carry with me, recording my thoughts over the years. Since everyone is sharing the clues they've found, I don't recommend sharing mine."

"So, everything you just said, was written in your diary?" Lingting rarely asked.

"Not only that, besides what I just mentioned, there are other things, some... some things I want to say to my brother." Rong Yu cleared her throat, turned her chair around, and faced Yin Chengjue.

Rong Yu opened the diary and began to read it with a serious expression.

The others were also very curious about Rong Didi's tragic background and wanted to know what he thought of his brother. Was it hatred? Resentment? Resentment?

I think I have all these emotions, right?

Yin Chengjue also looked at Rong Yu curiously, wanting to know what was written in that diary.

“…If I have the chance to confess my feelings to my brother, I want to tell him,” Rong Yu’s gaze swept across the top of the diary and stared intently at Yin Chengjue.

“I want to tell you, brother, that I have never hated him. I was just thinking, if you hadn’t gotten sick, if you didn’t need me to keep you alive, would I have never been born? Would I have never come into this world? Would I... never have been able to call you brother?” Rong Yu said.

Upon hearing this, the others were stunned.

Yin Chengjue also showed a surprised expression.

This kind of thought process is indeed quite surprising.

Rong Yu: "I still remember, brother, you secretly took me to the amusement park, I remember you took me to buy ice cream, I remember you made me the strawberry cake I'd always wanted to eat, I remember you shielded me with your umbrella while you got half your body wet... I remember when Mom got angry, you always stood in front of me and took all the blame upon yourself, even if you didn't do some of the wrong things."

“Brother, I have never hated you. On the contrary, I am very fortunate to be your younger brother and to be able to call you brother. I think Mom was right about something. She said that she couldn’t accompany us for too long and that she would leave us one day. So, she hoped that we could support each other and go further and further together.”

“We have the closest bond in the world. After so many years of blood transfusions, we have almost the same blood flowing in our veins.”

“Brother, no one will ever be as close as we are.”

“Brother…” Rong Yu closed the diary, looked at Yin Chengjue, and said, “I love you.”

Qin Linlin behind the camera: "..." Oh my god! There wasn't that last sentence at the end of our props diary!!!

"Alright, that concludes my presentation." Rong Yu's expression instantly changed, and she said, "It's your turn now."

"My goodness!" Wei Shu said, "Xiao Yu, the expression you made just now was absolutely priceless! I really thought you were confessing your feelings to Jue Zi, you know?"

Liu Qingling: "The screenwriter is amazing. He was able to write a character's emotions so delicately. Xiaoyu's acting was also great. I really thought it was Rong's younger brother confessing his emotions that he had suppressed for many years to his older brother Yin."

Guan Haifeng: "Hey? Let me ask a question. Why are they brothers in the story, one surnamed Rong and the other surnamed Yin? Is there some story that hasn't been connected yet?"

"Uh, isn't this just to help us distinguish between the characters?" the guard asked.

"No, Xiao Guan, that's a very good question." Yang Ji patted the stack of clues he had collected and said, "Let me tell you, I discovered a lot of exciting clues yesterday!"

Yang Ji: "Let's start by talking about why their surnames are different. It's because the divorced woman remarried quickly, so the child born later took her stepfather's surname. And that stepfather is none other than the father of this lawyer, Lei, who is sitting next to us!"

The others: "..." Holy crap! This relationship is messy and melodramatic!

Upon hearing this, Lei Miao revealed a perfectly timed mysterious smile: "Oh dear, you've found out! That's right, my surname isn't actually Lei, it's Rong. Please call me Rong Lei. Brother Yin and Brother Rong are actually my stepmother's children, my nominal brothers."

Yang Ji: "That's right! So you're not a fair lawyer. You're here to help your two stepbrothers seize this huge inheritance because you've already agreed that if you win the inheritance, you'll get half of it."

Yang Ji laid out the clues he had collected on the table and showed them to everyone one by one. He also said, "Besides that, I also discovered that the owner of this villa does not seem to be as rich as you imagined, nor does he leave behind a vast fortune for you to fight over after his death, as you thought."

As Yang Ji spoke, he took out a long, thick roll of debt slips, almost as thick as two wrists.

Yin Chengjue glanced at the amount on it and raised an eyebrow slightly.

It seems he guessed right.

The villa owner's belongings were not money or valuables at all; they might not even be physical objects.

Yang Ji: "The owner of this villa is already heavily in debt. He has no wealth to give you. Instead, he has a lot of debts left here. Perhaps you can inherit a small part of his estate, or perhaps you can pawn all his houses, but that will be far from enough to pay off his debts."

"In other words, if you inherit even a small amount of his money, you'll have to pay off a huge amount of his debts."

"So, none of you need to argue anymore. You've wasted your money coming here." Yang Ji spread his hands and shook his head: "We've all been deceived. That's right. It's impossible for Steward Liu not to know about this. We've all been deceived by Steward Liu."