Chapter 1825 Young Master’s Past
After that, the two stopped talking about business. Gu Hanye and Xiao Jiu discussed the taste of the food and even exchanged the food on each other's plates.
Mu Ying looked at the young master again. He was not as relaxed as Gu Hanye. His expression was even a little heavy. Maybe he felt stressed because of business matters?
After a while, the young master said to Gu Hanye, "Actually, I've been targeting you in the past not only because of Xiao Chongyang's orders, but also for other reasons..."
Gu Hanye was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's all in the past anyway, so let's look forward to a pleasant cooperation in the future."
"No, I still have to say something," the young master paused, "and it has nothing to do with Xiaojiu."
Gu Hanye glanced at her and put down the cutlery.
Mu Ying was also stunned. She had always thought that the young master targeted Gu Hanye for two reasons: one was Xiao Chongyang's order, and the other was because of Xiao Jiu.
Before Xiaojiu married Gu Hanye, the young master, under the instructions of Xiao Chongyang, had repeatedly treated Gu Hanye cruelly.
Later, Xiaojiu married Gu Hanye. The young master once thought that Gu Hanye had forcibly taken Xiaojiu away from him, and he was determined to rescue Xiaojiu from the Gu family. He also developed an additional hatred for Gu Hanye.
Of course, after the young master knew that Xiaojiu had fallen in love with Gu Hanye, in order not to make Xiaojiu sad, he never attacked Gu Hanye again, and only pretended to do so for Xiao Chongyang to see.
But now the young master said that he was targeting Gu Hanye for other reasons, and it had nothing to do with Xiaojiu.
What else could it be? Mu Ying couldn't think of anything.
Gu Hanye wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and said to the young master, "Actually, I'm also very curious. Before Xiao Jiu and I got married, Xiao Chongyang ordered you to assassinate me. I didn't know your relationship with Xiao Chongyang at the time, but I could feel that you wanted me dead from the bottom of your heart. Why?"
Xiao Jiu also looked at the young master: "Do you and Gu Hanye have any other grudges?"
The young master nodded and said, "It can also be said to be a misunderstanding."
The young master drank the wine in his glass and talked about an event that happened many years ago...
When the young master was four years old, his parents were killed, and the old housekeeper took the young master and his sister to hide abroad.
They hid in various small countries in Europe, and finally arrived in the Swiss countryside and settled in a small village.
Although the village is small, the scenery is beautiful, like a paradise.
In this small village, the young master and his sister grew up healthily. Although their life was not rich, at least they did not have to hide and lived a peaceful life.
Just when the young master thought that he, his sister and the housekeeper would live here peacefully forever, disaster struck.
The young master was 11 years old that year.
Early that morning, he went to the small river outside the village, as usual, intending to catch a few small fish and ask the housekeeper to make soup for his sister.
The stream is very shallow, but there are many fish and shrimps. Because my sister loves to eat fish, the young master often goes to the stream to catch some fish and shrimps for her to eat.
But usually they only caught small fish and shrimps. For some reason that day, there were many fat fish in the river. He had already caught two, enough for lunch for the three of them. But it was rare to see so many fish, so the young master wanted to catch a few more and take them back to ask his uncle to make salted and fried fish that were easy to store, enough for them to eat for two or three days.
So he went back to the river, and just as he was concentrating on catching fish, he heard people screaming in the distance.
Looking back, I saw a raging fire in a house in the distance. The flames were wrapped in black smoke and shot up several meters high.
Nearby villagers are trying to put out the flames with water.
But those buckets of water poured on the raging fire had no effect at all. The flames subsided a little, but soon jumped higher and burned even more vigorously.
The young master stared at the flames for two seconds, and before his brain gave any instructions, his legs had already spread out and he ran towards the burning cabin.
Because that seemed to be his home.
My sister and the housekeeper are still at home!
He just moved his legs mechanically, and the big, fat fish in the bucket, which he had caught for his sister to make soup, bounced out of the bucket and dotted on the grass as he ran.
He took a look and continued running forward, praying that it was not his and his sister's home...
The young master finally ran back home. All the water in the bucket was spilled, all the fish were lost, and only a small shrimp was left struggling to death at the bottom of the bucket.
The neighbors had stopped pouring water because the fire was too big to be controlled.
The young master quickly scanned the crowd, but there was no sign of his sister or the housekeeper...
He threw away the empty bucket and rushed home like mad, but was stopped by two neighbors.
He kept shouting and kicking, but the neighbors grabbed his arms and hugged his waist tightly to prevent him from rushing in.
He just watched the wooden house struggling in the fire and listened to the crackling sound of the wood.
The roof collapsed with a huge muffled sound, and a heat wave hit his face. He seemed to smell the smell of his sister's burning hair.
My sister has good hair, which is black and shiny, and she always braids it into a pigtail at the back of her head.
The young master didn't know how long the fire burned, and he didn't remember when the neighbors let him go.
I only remember kneeling outside the burnt house, opening my mouth to shout, but no sound came out.
Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky densely, the rain was heavy, but the rain came too late.
The neighbors held an umbrella for him and said something to him, perhaps some words of comfort, or perhaps they wanted him to stay at a neighbor's house temporarily.
But he seemed to have lost his hearing and could not hear anything.
People gradually left, and the young master crawled out of the mud and walked into the small wooden house that was as black as charcoal and had only broken walls left.
He found the remains of his sister and the housekeeper from the still-heated ashes. The housekeeper was huddled in a corner, holding his sister...
Later, he smelled gasoline from the ashes.
He knew then that it was a murder.
He was just lucky to escape, but it could also be said to be unfortunate, because from that day on, he no longer had any real relatives in this world.
The people who killed his sister and housekeeper should be the same group that killed his parents. Although there is no evidence, he believes that it was done by his uncles and aunts, and their purpose was to kill them all to eliminate future troubles.
The young master buried his sister and the housekeeper by the river with his own hands.
But he had no idea where to go or how to make a living.
He only knew that he had to survive and become strong.
He wants to go back to Haicheng, back to his former home, to take back everything that was taken away by his uncles, and to avenge his parents, his sister, and his housekeeper.
But how to go back? How to take revenge?
He knelt in front of his sister and uncle's graves and found that he could do nothing but hatred.
It was at this time that Mr. Xiao appeared. Mr. Xiao said that he was a friend of the young master's parents and was willing to help him return to the Chu family.
The young master came to Mr. Xiao just like that...
The young master stopped talking at this point and gave Mu Ying a bitter smile, "Silly girl, why are you crying before I cry?"
The young master said this while wiping away her tears with his thumb.
But more tears welled up in Mu Ying's eyes. The young master had never told her these things, at least not in such detail.
For the first time, she also deeply understood the young master's hatred.
Because those murderers took away the best things in his life.
Gu Hanye cleared his throat and said apologetically, "Sorry to interrupt... I sympathize with your situation, but I wasn't the murderer of your family. Why are you seeking revenge on me?"
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