If it were him, he would have made the same decision as Mr. Liu. He stopped talking, since Mr. Liu had already arranged, he just did what Mr. Liu said, and he didn't need to care about the rest at all.

"Sir, we're ...... now"

Mr. Liu's fingers tapped lightly on his knee, and he thought carefully for a while before slowly answering.

"Go home, I haven't seen my brother in a long time."

The wealthy areas in the suburbs have never had any outsiders to interact with, and they will not visit each other unless something big happens.

So who moves in and who leaves, the neighbors don't seem to care so much.

It's just that the servants who work in the villa area will discuss the shortcomings of the parents in private, but they only discuss it quietly, and they don't dare to poke these things in front of the master.

As a result, the seemingly bustling and wealthy area is, in a sense, a good place to hide.

In a marginalized villa area, a black Maybach slowly parked in the courtyard. The driver in the driver's seat quickly opened the door and ran down after the car stopped, went around to the back seat, held up a black umbrella, and invited the person sitting in the back seat down.

The black umbrella blocked the sunlight and the view of outsiders, and no one could see who the mysterious man who stepped out of the car was.

The man stood under the umbrella, slowly raised his head, and looked at the villa that he had been away from for five or six years.

He still remembers how he used to live in it, extremely rich and comfortable.

If it wasn't for reality, why hide in that remote place? I can't see the light, I can only hide.

Now that he is back openly, it is a pity that his psychology may not be very happy.

The driver who held the umbrella for him saw that the man had no intention of leaving the place for a long time, so he quickly interrupted his train of thought.

"Sir, let's hurry up and go in, it's too eye-catching to stand outside."

In the second half of the sentence, he lowered his voice and whispered to Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu sneered, "What are you afraid of?" What if someone else sees it? They don't know who I am. ”

That being said, there is always something to be aware of.

The driver persuaded Mr. Liu a few more words, and finally let him slowly take a step.

But if he took a step towards the villa, Mr. Liu would feel that his heart would sink a little.

But after a while, I still walked to the door.

He took a deep breath, and as if he had mustered up his courage, he finally pushed the door open.

Unlike the blue sky and white day outside, it was dark inside the villa.

All the glass in the house was firmly blocked by blackout curtains, and there was no light in the room, and after entering, it felt even darker than the night, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Mr. Liu frowned a little displeased, and he pressed the dim lamp on the wall from memory.

The soft light lit up the living room and fell on the face of the man sitting on the sofa.

Mr. Liu glanced over coldly and saw that the person sitting on the sofa was closing his eyes and recuperating.

He had apparently heard what he had opened the door to enter, but he had no reaction, and treated him as if he were nothing.

Mr. Liu was a little unhappy in his heart, and he strode up and stood in front of the man.

"My good brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, can't you even recognize your brother's footsteps?"

Mr. Luo kept his eyes closed, and he didn't mean to open his eyes and look at Mr. Liu at all.

His attitude seemed to be very clear, not only did he not take Mr. Liu in his eyes, but he was too lazy to look at him.

He has been locked up in this villa by Mr. Liu for a week, and if you count the days, Mr. Liu should indeed come forward.

So when the door opened, Mr. Luo had almost no surprises.

Even with his eyes closed, he knew who was coming in.

But she didn't want to see her, he was afraid that when he saw Mr. Liu, he would feel disgusted.

I am even more afraid to see Mr. Liu, and the regret in my heart will be more profound.

It's ridiculous to say that my younger brother, who should have died of a serious illness a few years ago, is still alive in this world, and he imprisoned himself with his own hands.

Mr. Luo didn't know whether to sigh or rejoice, what would he have done if he had known that Mr. Liu was not dead?

Just find a reason to bring your own biological brother to justice?

Or continue to pamper him and pretend that he doesn't know anything?

If he goes back to the past, Mr. Luo still can't make a choice, just like he does now.

But when he was brought to this villa, his heart was already half cold.

In the past few days, he has been brainwashing himself, as if his younger brother had died a few years ago, and the person standing in front of him was just a substitute exactly like him.

But the more he thought about it, the more Mr. Luo's heart trembled.

He knew that the person standing in front of him had exactly the same face as him and had the same blood as him, which could not deceive others at all, let alone himself.

So this is also the reason why he didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid that if he saw it, he would be reluctant and ruthless.

But Mr. Luo's performance fell in Mr. Liu's eyes, but he only tasted his strong ridicule of himself.

He sneered disdainfully, "Brother, I know you look down on me, you have been better than me in everything since I was a child, and you have always been a role model for everyone in the circle." But no matter how powerful you are, no matter how much you look down on me, you are still locked up here, and it is difficult to move an inch. ”

Mr. Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyeballs hidden under his eyelids slowly fluttered.

After a long time, Mr. Luo slowly spoke.

"Shaohua, I never wanted to be your example, let alone look down on you."

As soon as Mr. Luo's words reached the first two words, Mr. Liu was already stunned.

Shaohua is the two words in his original name, but no one has called him that for many years.

Now his name is Liu Changsheng, and he is also a down-and-out entrepreneur to the outside world. Now, with his almost identical appearance to Mr. Luo, he has successfully replaced Mr. Luo's position, but he has never been himself again.

When he heard Mr. Luo call him Shaohua, Liu Changsheng's heart couldn't help but tremble.

It's been a long time since I've heard this name, and it seems that hearing Mr. Luo call himself like this makes me go back to when I was a child.

It's like I'm back hiding in my parents' arms, ignorant of the world. The disputes in the outside world have nothing to do with you at all, you just need to play silly every day.

But when did such days end?

It was probably when he and Mr. Luo grew up together, but their qualifications became more and more different.