In the dark of night, the villa was brightly lit.

The hostess Jiang Xin, who was high up, sat on the sofa, accompanied by the wind.

And the little Linze and his sister Linmeng were led by their mother, standing in front of the two, shrinking their hands and feet.

"Lin Ran, as a reward for your willingness to take the initiative to divorce Linfeng and vacate Mrs. Lin's position, in the future, the three of you mother and son can live in the villa with us, without worrying about food and clothing." The high hostess spoke, her tone disdainful.

"Why?" Xiao Linmeng asked curiously with wide eyes.

Naïve and ignorant.

Obviously, I don't understand what the high hostess in front of me means by this.

Xiao Linze subconsciously looked up at his mother Lin Ran, and at this glance, he saw his mother with tears on her face.

In his ignorance, he seemed to have figured out something.

Subconsciously reached out and pulled his sister's little hand, signaling Lin Meng to shut up.

Lin Meng doesn't understand.

Standing tired, he threw away his arms towards the wind, and called in a milky voice, "Dad, Meng Meng is tired and wants to hug." ”

However, the father, who was gentle in front of them in the past, quickly turned cold and a little flustered this time.

The hostess who was high up on top even stretched out her hand and pushed the little hand away.

sneered, "A wild girl is a wild girl, and there are no rules at all!" ”

"Sister." Xiao Linze subconsciously stepped forward to catch the person.

A strong push pushed him back, he couldn't hold it steady, and fell to the ground with his sister in his arms, his back and buttocks ached, hot, and at that moment, he was unspeakably wronged in his heart.

His sister was already crying quietly in his arms.

The mother squatted down in panic to comfort them.

The hostess who was high above snorted coldly again, "Don't pretend to be pitiful for me here!" ”

Xiao Linze could clearly feel that his mother's body was shrinking again.

Mother was afraid of this high hostess.

At this moment, Xiao Linze suddenly realized this.

"Lin Ran, I can allow you to live here, and still support you, it's already my generosity, remember for me, you'd better not think about it for me!"

"Linfeng he is from now on, just mine."

"Mrs. Lin's position is now mine."

"From now on, you, as well as these two little wild species, can only be things that can't be seen in the light and can't be on the table!"

The high hostess said a lot.

In the end, he left in a huff.

The mother just hugged them and cried helplessly, and kept saying sorry and something like that, and she was also forced.

In order for them to live.

She had to compromise.

From that night......

The mother and son stayed here.

This house is very big and beautiful, and Xiao Linze has never seen such a gorgeous house.

But it is also a grave.

The graves of their mother and son were buried.

The father who was always gentle and doting in his memory never treated them again, never smiled at them again, and never hugged his sister again.

He had another beloved son, Lin Han.

Same as the hostess who was high up.

Lin Han always looked down on him and his sister, and bullied them when he had the opportunity.

Too smart to bully; The results are too good, and they have to be pressed and beaten; If you are too obedient, you still have to find an excuse to mock.

Perhaps, in Lin Han's eyes, he and his sister have always been thorns in their eyes and thorns in their flesh.

A mother who always washes her face with tears all day long.

The high-minded hostess, the indifferent father, the so-called arrogant and arrogant brother to the extreme.

The older he gets, the more he wants to get out of this oppressive home.