She was five years old at the time, and she came home alone after kindergarten.

Because her mother said she had something to do and couldn't pick her up.

She went home in a depressed mood, and as soon as she arrived at the door, she heard the sound of arguing inside.

She was used to this, and hid quietly behind the tree in the doorway as before, wanting to wait for them to finish arguing before she went in.

She was sitting alone in the place where she often stayed, and a little boy broke into her eyes.

"Who are you?"

He was soft and glutinous, and looked about the same age as her.

"Who are you?"

The surroundings are all her home, why would strangers come in, she was instantly vigilant in her heart.

"This is my home, why are you here?"

The little boy pointed to the villa behind him, and said it justifiably.

"Your home? When did this become your home? This is obviously my home. ”

Where she grew up, how could she be mistaken.

"Your home? Are you Mo Wanxi? ”

The little boy asked, somewhat uncertain, looking at her and then at the building behind him.

The little face was a little confused, and when he came, his mother said that there would be a young lady who was about the same age as him at home to play with him, and he was not sure if this little girl was the little sister in his mother's mouth.

"Who the hell are you and why are you on my doorstep?"

"My mom was in there, and I was bored, so I came out, can we play together?"

The little boy looks shy, and when he speaks, his cheeks are like red apples, which makes people look like they have taken a bite.

However, the little girl looked at him with disgust in her eyes.

She suddenly pushed the little boy to the ground with a sudden force in her hand, and looked at him condescendingly, "What are you, and you deserve to play with me?" ”

Because the ground was full of stones, the little boy's hand was broken, and he looked at the little girl and cried aloud.

"Hmm!"

Instead of helping him up, the little girl even stepped heavily on his hand.

The little boy was so pained that he couldn't make a sound, only to see tears flowing, and he didn't make a sound at all.

"Just like you, you still want to play with me, go play with cats and dogs."

After the little girl finished speaking, she left directly.

The little boy cried for a long time, and finally got up to wipe the dust off his hands, and when he saw that the back of his hand was red and swollen, the tears could not help but flow down again.

And Mo Wanxi, plucked up the courage to push open the door and saw the scene inside, she will never forget it for the rest of her life.

Her mother, cloaked and slumped, sat on the side, roaring hoarsely.

This is her impression of a mother who is elegant all the time, and this is obviously a madman.

And her father, at the moment, was holding a young and beautiful woman and whispering comfort.

The door suddenly opened, and all three people in the room were stunned.

Min Zhi looked at her and roared, "What are you doing here?" Get out, get out! ”

She was stunned, looking at the disgust in her mother's eyes, her father's indifference, and for the first time at a young age, she understood what it meant to be an abandoned child.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Even though she was scared, she still trembled and walked to Min Zhi's side to help her up.

"Get out of here!"

Min Zhi seemed to be crazy and slapped her away.

Mo Wanxi saw it, and there were two obvious slap marks on her face.

She got up and walked quietly to Mo Rongming's side.

"Did you hit my mother?"

Obviously, she is only five years old, which should be the age of coquettishness, but now her eyes are full of hatred, and the strong hatred surrounds her like a monstrous fire.

Until, losing her mind, she saw that Mo Rongming did not belong to the fear of a child, but had an indescribable emotion in it.

Mo Rongming hugged the woman in his arms, and didn't even raise his head to look at her.

"Are you questioning me?"

The tone was as cold as ever, and there was even a hint of disgust.

"Did you hit my mom? Who is this woman, and who is the lowly boy outside? ”

She pointed to the woman in Mo Rongming's arms, and hatred flashed in her eyes.

"Smack!"

Mo Rongming gave her a slap with his backhand, she was only five years old, and she could withstand a slap from him with all his might.

Mo Wanxi was fanned around a few times before she fell to the ground, with a touch of crimson at the corner of her mouth.

Min Zhi's eyes suddenly focused, and when she saw the blood at the corner of her mouth, she crawled to her side.

"Hee-hee, are you alright? Are you alright? ”

Her tears were like pearls with broken threads, but at this time, her hair was scattered, her mouth and face were red and swollen, which was really not beautiful.

"Mom, I hurt!"

She was dizzy for a few seconds before she heard Min Zhi's mournful voice.

Hearing this, her tears couldn't help but flow down, she pointed at Mo Rongming, and hatred appeared in her eyes.

"Mo Rongming! She's just a child, she's your own flesh and blood. ”

"Kid? That's why she questioned me? ”

"She's not questioning, she's just curious, curious!"

She roared, and her heart felt like a knife was wringing, and it hurt again and again.

"Is she worthy?"

After he finished speaking coldly, his hand stopped the waist of the woman in his arms and walked directly over the mother and daughter.

At that time, Mo Wanxi didn't know why Mo Rongming was like that, but later she knew, because the woman's son was her half-brother, a younger brother who was a few days younger than her.

How ridiculous, she still remembered that Mo Rongming came back that night and hung her up and beat her, and it took a month to recover.

Because she hurt the boy, she deserves to die.

This is what her biological father said to her, if it weren't for Min Zhi kneeling down and begging him hoarsely, he would probably really beat her to death.

Since then, she has felt that Min Zhi's attitude towards her seems to have changed a little.

It's no longer the same alienation as before, nor is it indifference, but care.

At that time, she was very happy, because she got her mother's love, how ridiculous, mother's love is such a thing.

Father's love, she never thought about it, and she didn't want it either.

Later, she learned that what Min Zhi gave her was not mother's love, but pinned the hope of life on her.

She has no way back, because Mo Rongming's woman outside can't count on both hands, and she doesn't need her to give birth to a child for him at all.

Although, those are illegitimate children who can't be on the stage, but they are always his children.

But he felt that he was still young and didn't need outsiders to help him.

Outsiders, his own son, he is even compared to an outsider, it's ridiculous.

"Hee-hee, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that she seemed to be stuck in a memory, Min Zhi asked softly, hoping that she would come to her senses.

Mo Wanxi looked at the familiar building in front of him, smiled and shook his head.

"No, I remembered some interesting things from the past."

"Hee-hee, my mother was indeed a little wrong before, but my mother already knew that it was wrong, so can you forgive me?"

She admits that she was indeed not good enough for her before, but she will be doubly good to her in the future.