Miss Jun had no memory of this cousin except that he was paralyzed, and she had not seen him since she came to the Fang family.

This is the only legitimate grandson of the old lady of the Fang family and the only male bloodline of the Fang family. He was fine when he was born, but fell ill in his childhood. The doctor predicted that he would not live past the age of fifteen.

Miss Jun looked at the young Master Fang. This child is quite naughty. How did he climb onto the rockery?

Seeing Miss Jun looking at him, a smile appeared on Master Fang's calm face.

"Miss Jun is actually looking at me." He said hoarsely, with a hint of joking, "San Tao, go tell the kitchen that the young master wants an extra meal for lunch today."

A servant behind him heard this, looked at Miss Jun cautiously, and replied timidly, "Yes."

Miss Jun didn't say anything, and the maid beside her sniffed.

"It's so unlucky to meet this short-lived ghost." She pouted and said, not hiding her disgust, and reached out to support Miss Jun, "Miss, let's go quickly."

The short-lived ghost's words fell clearly into the young man's ears, but he seemed not to hear them and still had a smile on his face.

But Miss Jun saw a familiar aura in it.

That was the expression she saw on her face in the mirror when she learned the truth and was getting ready to kill that man.

I was filled with anger and resentment, with a fire burning in my heart, wishing I could set everything on fire.

But we still have to try our best to suppress it.

After all, he did not hide his thoughts at the time, and was seen through by others at a glance. As a result, he was hacked to death before he could take revenge.

It's good enough that this young boy shows only a bit of cynical and naughty side.

"What's your name?" Miss Jun asked.

The smile on Young Master Fang's face deepened.

"It's such an honor that Miss Jun actually asked my name." He said, "San Tao, it seems I have to ask the kitchen to add a pot of wine."

Looking down from above, Miss Jun still had a calm expression, as if she couldn't hear his sarcasm at all.

Or maybe I really can't hear it, this Miss Jun is just a brainless idiot.

He was a little uninterested.

What is there to say to this woman? Maybe it's because of the expression on her face when she came towards me just now.

That kind of light-hearted and indifferent expression, as if everything is under control, appearing on such a woman's face really makes people want to make a few sarcastic remarks.

"Does a dead person need a name?" He said indifferently. He lost interest in talking and gestured to the servant behind him, "Let's go."

The servant hurried forward and lifted the blanket covering him, trying to carry him on his back. Another servant ran forward and carried the wheelchair.

Liu'er pouted, but Miss Jun stood there without moving.

"Of course the dead also need names," she said. "Some people are dead but still live in many people's hearts, just like the living don't necessarily need names, because some people live as if they were dead."

When she was alive, no one cared about her. Now that she is dead, she must make sure her name lives on in those people's hearts and becomes their nightmare.

Young Master Fang, who had his hand on the servant's shoulder, paused slightly, and the girl's voice continued to come slowly.

"The length of a person's life is not important. Fireworks may be short, but they are brilliant. Dead wood may be long, but it is rotten."

How could this stupid woman say such a thing?

The young master of the Fang family couldn't help but turn his head.

You can't say she's a fool. After all, she's the daughter of an educated family, so she should read these books to look good.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"Only the living dead have no names. Cousin, please don't talk about yourself like this in the future." She said softly.

Young Master Fang couldn't help but laugh.

Cousin? That's a strange title. It's probably meant to be sarcastic.

"My cousin is right." Master Fang said with a smile, "I was wrong. I still need a name, but my cousin doesn't need a name."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Liu Er said with a glare, "Why doesn't my young lady need a name?"

"Because I am about to die, but your young lady is not dead." Young Master Fang said seriously.

Liu'er became even more confused.

"Are you out of your mind?" she said. "You need a name when you're dead, but my lady doesn't need one when she's alive?"

No wonder this paralytic never goes out to see people. It turns out that he is not only paralytic, but also a lunatic.

This Fang family is really terrible.

Young Master Fang placed his hands on the servant's shoulders, barely supporting his upper body.

"It's because your young lady will live a long time." He said seriously, "and I'm about to die. Before I die, I still have the family business that my grandmother and mother have built for me, so I can enjoy it and spend it as I please. But my grandmother and mother are old, and they won't live longer than your young lady. Once they die, then this big tree of the Fang family will... explode..."

He made a sound, stretched out his hands, and made a gesture of falling down.

"…This big tree has fallen, and you have no big tree to take shelter from the heat. Cousin, you are such a beautiful woman, but you lost your marriage, made enemies with the Ning family, and lost their protection. Your life is really hard..." He looked at Miss Jun shaking her head, with a look of pity and sadness on her face, "Cousin, do you know how miserable life will be for those who lose the protection of their family?"

Miss Jun smiled.

"Cousin, you are talking about yourself," she said.

Liu'er also curled her lips.

"What are you talking about? Our young lady doesn't need the protection of your Fang family. Instead, you are dragging her down." She snorted.

Master Fang laughed.

Yes, how could he forget that the master and servant were both self-righteous and looked down on the Fang family, thinking that everything they ate and drank was free. He was the one who was ridiculous for saying these things to them.

Maybe he hadn't talked so much to anyone for a long time, so he said so much nonsense to this woman.

What's even more ridiculous is that to the woman these words were just nonsense, but they made him feel sad.

His life ended before it even began. For so many years, he thought he had accepted it, seen through it, and let it go, but in the end he was unable to do so.

Is the Fang family really cursed by fate? Did the Fang family gain their wealth by exchanging their ancestral bloodline? Is the Fang family going to disappear into thin air and their bloodline cut off because their great-grandfather was cruel to his blood relatives?

My grandfather and father lived half of their lives after all, but what about me? I was sitting in a wheelchair just after I learned to walk. My life ended before it even began. Why did God give birth to me?

Why not let him die at birth? Why should he suffer like this?

The young man put his hands on the boy's shoulders, but he didn't even have the strength to tense his whole body.

He lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Miss Jun.

"Yes, I'm talking about myself. Fortunately, I'm lucky. I can leave in a year and don't have to suffer all this." He smiled faintly, "Miss Jun is also lucky. She won't be dragged down by the Fang family in the future."

Liu Er pouted.

"Miss, let's go and ignore him," she said.

Miss Jun, however, still stood there, looking thoughtfully at Young Master Fang who was carried on the servant's back.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Liu Er asked in confusion, and a little worried, "Don't pay attention to what the paralytic says."

"I'm thinking about whether to take the Fang family's boat." Miss Jun said.

The Fang family’s ship?

The Fang family is in the banknote business, not the maritime business, so where would they get the ships?

Liu'er was puzzled. Was the young lady confused by the paralytic?

Miss Jun watched Young Master Fang being carried down the rockery and walked over.

Young Master Fang was carefully placed in a wheelchair by two servants. Because he was paralyzed, he was moved around like a rag doll.

The two servants were very dissatisfied with Miss Yu Jun's standing over and looking at them. They felt humiliated, but Young Master Fang's face remained calm.

"I'm sorry, I have offended Miss Jun." He said, "It is really Miss Jun's misfortune to live in the same house with me."

Miss Jun's eyes swept over him inch by inch.

"It is my misfortune to live with you, but I don't know whether it will be a blessing or a misfortune if I cure your disease and you don't die in two years," she said.