Due to a conspiracy, tens of millions of assets fell into the hands of others. Unable to bear the heavy blow, my father chose to commit suicide, and my mother followed shortly after. Just as I rushed into my enemy's house with gritted teeth, I found him dead in his bedroom.
"It was his murder?" So who is the murderer? Uncovering the layers is just emotions at work.
"My dear, it's not easy to like you. I don't ask for anything. As long as I can see you with such a gentle smile every day, care about you and take care of you in the name of a friend, and let you accept everything I give you, that's enough."