Hu Zhifeng's eyes began to avoid him, and his body began to tremble slightly. He felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet.
But that's impossible.
In this world, apart from the real Hu Yi, himself, and the mysterious master who helped him, no one else knew that he and Hu Yi had exchanged appearances.
Why does this unremarkable girl in front of me seem to know everything?
How could Liang Meng not see that Hu Zhifeng was holding on? She smiled softly.
I don't intend to waste time talking to him here. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, then put away the smile on his face and spoke to Hu Zhifeng seriously and indifferently.
"You are not Hu Yi. You are Hu Zhifeng. You are Hu Yi's son."
Each of these three sentences made Hu Zhifeng's heart tremble more than the last.
And what’s even more heart-wrenching is yet to come.
"You resent Hu Yi for his heartless abandonment of you and your mother, so you hate him and want revenge on him. You want him to experience all the insults and beatings you've endured."
"So, you got the potion from somewhere and swapped your appearance with Hu Yi. So now you have Hu Yi's appearance, but the real you is Hu Zhifeng."
"I said that, didn't I?"
After Liang Meng finished speaking, she looked at Hu Zhifeng leisurely.
Hu Zhifeng didn't know what he was thinking about. His face turned red and his breathing became rapid and heavy, as if something was about to burst out of his body.
With just a few words, Liang Meng easily brought Hu Zhifeng back to his previous life.
Ever since he could remember, he had been subjected to constant, malicious beatings, scolding, and expulsion. They were all human, yet it was as if he alone was a filthy waste, unfit to exist in this world.
Everyone pointed fingers at him and his mother behind their backs, and bullied and beat them at will.
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