Gu Nanchen, who was respected by everyone in Beijing, was cold and dignified. He had never shown compassion to anyone in the past twenty years.
Until that rainy night, he picked up Xie Qingyu who was soaked at the door of his villa.
The boy was eighteen years old, with a meek look on his face. He was holding a basketball and shivering like a homeless little beast.
Gu Nanchen relented.
He gave Xie Qingyu the best education and the most decent status, and even maintained the alienation and restraint of his elders at all times in order to avoid suspicion.
Everyone praises the young master of the Xie family for his kindness, kindness and thrift.
Gu Nanchen also thought so until the day Xie Qingyu returned from studying abroad and took over the group.
The young man who once only hid behind him and called "Mr. Gu" with red eyes, not only swiftly cleared away obstacles in the business world, but also pressed forward step by step, cutting off all the peach blossoms around Gu Nanchen.
In the office, Xie Qingyu forced Gu Nanchen to the corner, his slender fingers slowly arranged his collar, but his eyes were no longer innocent:
"Mr. Gu taught me that I should hold on to what I like."
"Now, I'm learning very well."
Only then did Gu Nanchen realize that what he had raised was not a docile sheep, but a wolf that had been dormant for a long time.
Reader comments
Too twisted, too violent, too scary, too magical, with a great ending
Too twisted, too violent, too scary, too magical, with a great ending