Not only is his father a bastard, but his mother also doesn't love him and even falls in love with a woman. Wen Xiaoyu has known what hate has been since she was sensible. She hates Liu Mang, she hates Wen Cun, and she hates the person her mother Wen Cun loves the most - Cheng Siran. When her mother avoided her and chatted with that person, and when she ran out of the house to find her during the birthday celebration, she even shouted the same name, Cheng Siran, before she died. Cheng Siran, I hate you. I have seen your photos tens of millions of times. The mole between your eyebrows will swing when you are happy, and the corners of your eyes will turn red when you cry. Who do you think you are? You are my possessions, Wen Xiaoyu...
Intention: Love and hate are intertwined, and branches of love grow out of hatred.