The plane streaked across the blue sky and landed in Yunzhou.
This was Mizuki's first time stepping into this unfamiliar city.
There are no blue-eyed, blond-haired people here; most people are like him, with jet-black hair and dark eyes.
After receiving his son, Su Ziheng wanted to return to the Su family home as soon as possible, so he asked his parents to prepare a welcome banquet.
Ruixi disagreed with going back to the Su family first, saying he wanted to see his mother first.
Left with no other option, Su Ziheng applied to the police station for visitation rights.
Having been in a coma for four years, Song Anran has become extremely thin, with pale and bloodless skin. An oxygen mask has been on her face for years, keeping her alive.
She was placed in the hospital owned by Su Ziheng's uncle for treatment, and was monitored by police officers on rotation every day.
It wouldn't be difficult for Su Ziheng to see Song Anran once.
He took Ruixi's hand and led her to Song Anran's bedside.
Mizuki saw a woman on the hospital bed who was emaciated and whose face was sunken like a skull.
She hid behind Su Ziheng in fear.
“She’s not my mommy,” Mizuki shook her head in denial.
Having been pampered at the top of the pyramid since childhood, Mizuki never imagined this.
One day, when I see my mother, she will look like this.
Compared to Lu Anyu's mother, Lu Zhiwei, his mother is really scary.
Lu Zhiwei is radiant with beauty.
But the woman on the hospital bed was like a ghost, even more frightening than a ghost.
Su Ziheng felt terrible seeing her son looking down on his mother like that.
Ruixi was born from Song Anran's womb, and she endured the pain of pregnancy and childbirth for him.
"Look carefully, baby, she is your mommy, no mistake, you two look very alike." Su Ziheng pulled up a photo of Song Anran before her plastic surgery and Shen Shuyuan from his phone's album and showed it to Ruixi.
Looking at the photos in my phone's album.
Shen Shuyuan is also very beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a delicate and graceful appearance.
This is what his mother looks like; she's comparable to Lu Zhiwei.
"How did my mommy become like this? Was she under a spell?"
Children simply cannot comprehend why a person can change so drastically.
"Yes, someone has cast a spell on her; she may never wake up."
Su Ziheng murmured, a chilling glint in his eyes.
He had been separated from his son for many years and could not stay with his beloved Song Anran until old age.
All of this is thanks to those few people.
One is Shen Jinmo, who pulled Song Anran down to the bottom of the lake.
One is Luo Xiu, who stole his son and shot and wounded Song Anran.
The last one is Lu Zhiwei, who caused their tragedy but is now doing very well abroad with her son.
He's useless.
So many years have passed.
With his power, he couldn't defeat any of those three people.
That's why I've endured this humiliation until now, just to be reunited with my son, and I ask for nothing more.
"Who's so mean? Tell me." Ruixi grabbed Su Ziheng's hand.
This was Mizuki taking the initiative to approach him.
At first, he was afraid of and rejected him, treating him as a complete stranger.
Su Ziheng liked his son's dependence on him.
I picked him up, placed him on my lap, and whispered in his ear, "Daddy, can I tell you a story? A very, very long story."
He wasn't sure if Mizuki could understand him.
He simply hoped that he wouldn't mistake a thief for a father or treat an enemy as a benefactor.
After hearing the whole story, Ruixi stared blankly, pushed Su Ziheng away, and climbed off him.
He didn't believe Su Ziheng's words at all.
"Aunt Lu is very kind to me; she doesn't seem like a bad person."
He even developed a crush on her and had the idea of wanting to be her son.
"She's atoning for her sins because she hurt your mother so badly. She pities you and that's why she's trying to be nice to you. Compared to her son Lu Anyu, the treatment you've received over the years isn't even worth a finger of his."
"Think about it yourself. What your father said: In the Luo family, how good is Luo Xiu to you? How hard is it for you to live?"
If you stay by your dad's side, he will give you the best love in the world. You won't have to compete with others for anything, and you won't have to practice the piano so hard or attend all sorts of tutoring classes.
You can be as sunny, happy, and carefree as Lu Anyu…
Su Ziheng kept instilling the hatred of the previous generation into Ruixi's innocent and blank mind.
It's like an empty bottle that keeps being filled with foul-smelling water; it overflows when it's full.
How can a child who is only four years old accept all of this all at once?
Ruixi covered her ears and screamed, "Stop talking! I don't want to hear it! Why did you let someone steal me? It's all your fault! It's all your fault! I will never forgive you!"
After saying that, the little guy ran out of the ward like lightning.
Su Ziheng immediately got up and went after him.
"Mizuki, Mizuki, don't run away. Daddy was wrong. I shouldn't have told you all this so early."
Su Ziheng hurriedly chased after him, wanting to bring him back.
Unfortunately, the kid was precocious despite his young age, and he disappeared in a flash, which made Su Ziheng very anxious.
The entire hospital was searching frantically, upstairs and downstairs.
Ruixi entered a cargo elevator.
The staff member pushing the trash cans saw a delicate-looking little boy suddenly dart in.
"Whose child are you? Patients and their families can't ride here. Where are your parents?"
Ruixi didn't want to go back to Su Ziheng's side, nor did she want to stay in Yunzhou.
He wanted to return to the Luo family and continue being the young master of the Luo family.
That was the noblest thing for him.
Rui looked at the staff and took off an expensive children's bracelet from her wrist.
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