Chapter 235 The fire that year was set by Long Tingxiao
"Where is Mo Chen now? Can you tell me? We want to see him." There was an anxious light in Lerna's eyes, her hands clenched unconsciously, she leaned forward slightly, and said excitedly.
At this moment, her heart seemed to be filled with a strong desire. She really wanted to see her son immediately, even if it was just a glance from a distance.
"I can tell you clearly that my second brother has returned with me," Li Ruochu said calmly, looking at Lerna calmly, "but I don't know whether he wants to see you or not."
Her tone was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable determination.
After finishing speaking, Li Ruochu turned around without hesitation, winked at the butler beside him, and ordered in a cold voice: "Please ask these two people to leave."
The butler nodded slightly, replied "yes" respectfully, then stepped forward and politely but firmly made a gesture of invitation.
When Laerna and Long Tingxiao saw this, a trace of surprise and unwillingness flashed across their faces, but under the housekeeper's insistence, they could only turn around and leave helplessly.
After all, Li Ruochu did not have any deep feelings for these two people at all. In her heart, it was okay to treat them as strangers at this moment.
Rong Shu looked at Li Ruochu and felt conflicted. She finally gritted her teeth and made up her mind to tell her what she had been hiding: "When you were a child, you almost died in the fire. Do you know why?"
Rong Shu's eyes revealed a complex emotion, including hesitation and reluctance.
"I remember it seemed like an accident," Li Ruochu frowned slightly, trying to recall the nightmare-like fire in his childhood, "but now that I think about it carefully, I'm afraid it's not that simple."
An ominous premonition arose in her heart, and a feeling of being deeply deceived began to spread in her heart.
"That fire killed your aunt and uncle, but Long Moyang didn't start the fire."
Rong Shu spoke slowly, her voice low and solemn, as if every word carried a heavy secret.
"Who is that?" Li Ruochu suddenly looked up, his eyes full of shock and confusion. He stared at Rong Shu, eager to know the answer.
"It's your father." Rong Shu took a deep breath and slowly told the truth.
Her thoughts instantly went back to the banquet. She was there at that time, so she clearly heard the conversation between Long Tingxiao and her aunt.
At that time, Long Moyang saw the young Li Ruchu in the chaos, and a different idea arose in his mind. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill the child.
But when he looked at Li Ruchu's small, fragile body, and her delicate face full of fear and helplessness, he still felt a little reluctant.
After a brief hesitation, he finally felt compassion and ordered his men to quietly send Li Ruchu out of the country.
At the beginning, perhaps because of their debt to Li Ruchu, the Long couple felt a little guilty, so they tried to find their daughter.
However, as time passed, the trace of guilt was gradually worn away in the temptation and pursuit of power. In their hearts, nothing was more important than power, and the guilt they once felt towards their daughter had long been forgotten.
When Li Ruochu heard the truth, his face suddenly turned as pale as paper, as if all the blood had been drained away.
Her body shook violently, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
She subconsciously covered her chest with her hands and gasped heavily, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling her throat, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, rolled down her pale cheeks, and dripped onto the ground, leaving a small dark mark.
Seeing this, Feng Yizhou's eyes were filled with heartache and worry. He rushed forward and helped Li Ruchu up steadily.
He gently put his arm around her shoulders, holding her tightly in his arms, and then whispered to comfort her: "Chu Chu, things have come to this point, I know you are very sad. Since some people are not worthy of being parents, there is really no need to forgive them."
His voice was gentle and firm, like a ray of light in the darkness, trying to bring a little comfort to Li Ruchu.
"Ugh..." Li Ruochu felt an inexplicable surge of nausea in her heart. The thought of her biological parents being so cruel and almost killing her made her feel extremely sick.
She bent over and retched violently, but nothing came out. Only painful whimpers echoed in the air.
"Feng Yizhou, let them get retribution, let all of them get retribution!" Li Ruochu raised his head, looked at Feng Yizhou with tearful eyes, and cried out at the top of his lungs.
Her eyes were filled with anger and hatred, a kind of despair and determination after being betrayed by her loved ones.
Even though Li Ruochu's memory was caused by hypnosis, whenever he had a nightmare, the fire in the dream would always follow him.
The blazing flames seemed to devour her; the scorching heat, the pungent smoke, and the desperate cries of the people around her were like the devil's claws, grabbing her tightly.
When Li Ruochu thinks about it now, he still feels his whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if he has returned to that terrible night. And now, when he learns that the person who set the fire was actually his father.
This realization was like another sharp stab in her already broken heart, making her feel extremely sick.
"Don't worry, I will take care of this matter." Feng Yizhou held Li Ruchu's hand tightly, his eyes revealing firm determination.
He knew that Li Ruochu must be feeling as if his heart was being cut by a knife, but those who committed crimes would definitely receive the punishment they deserved.
When Li Ruochu thought of those innocent people who died because of Long Tingxiao's greed, he felt a chill in his heart. Is power really that important to them?
It is so important that one can ignore the lives of others and not hesitate to create a horrific disaster with one’s own hands!
This crazy pursuit and greed for power made her feel extremely angry and sad.
It turned out that Long Tingxiao had long been strongly dissatisfied with the fact that Li Ruchu's grandfather left all his property to his youngest daughter.
This dissatisfaction is like a cancer buried deep in my heart, which grows larger with the passage of time.
Finally, at that seemingly ordinary but secretly turbulent banquet, the long-suppressed contradictions erupted like a volcano.
At that time, a grand banquet was being held in the castle. There were many guests on the scene. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes and immersed in a joyful atmosphere. However, they had no idea that the shadow of death was quietly approaching.
The fire was fierce and quickly devoured everything. The gorgeous decorations and exquisite tables and chairs all made painful sounds in the fire.
The guests panicked and ran around, and their cries for help instantly resounded over the castle.
Some people were choked by the thick smoke and fell to the ground struggling;
Some people were trampled in the panic and screamed in despair.
The ancient castle seemed to have turned into a hell on earth in an instant. The scene was like a tragic and terrifying picture.
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