This made Luo Yihui, who was already very sensitive to his self-esteem, gradually accumulate anger in his heart.

Luo Yihui began to show his attack power.

"Isn't the police handling the case a relative avoidance? Why are you here! ”

"Don't pretend to understand, I'm not related to you."

"You're targeting me at every turn!"

"Why do you think I'm targeting you?"

"You want to squeeze me out of the Ji family!"

"Are you from the Ji family?"

In terms of bickering, Luo Yihui is definitely not Zhao Xiangwan's opponent.

Luo Yihui attacked sentence by sentence, striking hard, but Zhao Xiangwan hid needles.

Luo Yihui did not provoke Zhao Xiangwan, but was angered by Zhao Xiangwan and began to attack him personally: "Why am I not the Ji family?" Ji Zhao and I are like brothers, my aunt treats me as a parent, if it weren't for you, a selfish, strong, and domineering woman, I would have stayed in the Ji family. ”

Zhao Xiangwan leaned lazily on the edge of the table, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "Since you like to settle old accounts so much, then let's do the math." Back then, Ji Zhao climbed the billboard alone, and you designed it single-handedly, right? Ji Zhao gradually awakened his self-awareness, and you sensed that something was wrong, so you pretended to have abdominal pain and left Ji Zhao, and deliberately placed him in a position where the housekeeper Feng Ma could see it, taking advantage of the subtle imbalance in Feng Ma's heart, leading her to tell the story of the landlord's stupid son, and luring Ji Zhao to climb to a dangerous height. After the matter was exposed, you pretended to care and deliberately stimulated him with words, trying to induce him to have an emotional breakdown and fall to his death. As soon as Ji Zhao dies, you will take over everything in the Ji family. Step by step, it's quite scheming. ”

Luo Yihui was exposed by Zhao Xiangwan and subconsciously denied it: "You don't want to spew blood!" You police do things, but you have to talk about evidence. ”

Zhao Xiangwan smiled: "With you, do I need to talk about evidence?" My word is proof; Ji Zhao is far away from you, which is evidence; Your aunt and uncle have abandoned you, and that is evidence. ”

Luo Yihui's heart was beating like a drum, and his breathing sound became heavier and heavier.

In his eyes, the flames of hatred spewed out.

He was no longer willing to suppress his inner emotions and roared: "Shut up! Shut up! I have been in the Ji family for more than ten years, and I have tried my best to please my aunt and uncle, but they only have Ji Zhao as a fool in their eyes! What's so good about Ji Zhao? An autistic person, a fool who only knows how to draw! ”

"Ji Zhao is their own flesh and blood." Zhao Xiangwan's words pierced Luo Yihui's chest like a knife.

Luo Yihui hates this sentence the most.

"Flesh and blood are a fart! My parents, when they divorced, no one wanted me, at that time, why didn't anyone say that I was their biological flesh and blood, so let them not leave me? ”

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Luo Yihui with a little sympathy: "It can only be said that reincarnation is also a technical job." ”

Zhao Xiangwan's words stabbed Luo Yihui's eyes with hot pain.

Growing up with Ji Zhao since childhood, Luo Yihui has too much imbalance in his heart.

Luo Yihui has been smart and eloquent since he was a child.

Ji Zhao is an autistic person and never communicates with people.

Luo Yihui far surpasses Ji Zhao in terms of IQ, EQ, and ability to behave in the world.

But so what?

Luo Yihui's parents divorced when he was six years old and started their own families, and no one wanted him. Ji Zhao has the most gentle, patient and loving parents in the world.

What can Luo Yihui do no matter how hard and excellent he is?

He can only become Ji Zhao's vassal.

The reason why his aunt and uncle raised him and nurtured him was not because they loved him from the bottom of their hearts.

Luo Yihui's existence value is to wait until Ji Jinmao and Luo Danfeng are a hundred years old, to act as Ji Zhao's loyal servant, take care of Ji Zhao's trivial matters, and become his housekeeper.

Of course, in return, in order to win over Luo Yihui, Ji Jinmao, the old fox, will promise some hotel shares and transfer some management rights to him.

But...... Why? Why?

Doesn't he deserve to be an individual?

Should he give up himself in order to repay his kindness and serve Ji Zhao wholeheartedly?

This kind of unwillingness and imbalance is the biggest thorn in Luo Yihui's heart.

When he dreamed back countless times in the middle of the night, Zadlo Yihui's heart ached bloody.

When he returned to China and became Ji Zhao's personal assistant, Luo Yihui began to plan how to kill Ji Zhao without a trace.

It is best to let Ji Zhao die a natural death in front of Ji Jinmao.

He almost succeeded.

Alas, almost.

It was because of the shameless woman in front of him that it fell short.

Not only that, from that day on, Ji Jinmao began to guard against him. not only kicked him out of the Ji family's villa, no longer let him serve as Ji Zhao's personal assistant, but also assigned him to the Zhushi project and became a small manager who did not live up to his name.

It's strange to say, originally Luo Yihui hated the Ji family for treating him as Ji Zhao's vassal, but when Ji Jinmao set him free and made him an independent individual, no longer revolving around Ji Zhao, Luo Yihui began to be unbalanced again.

Why do you want to come and go when you call me?

Why did you just send me away without saying hello?

Am I a beggar for food?

All of Luo Yihui's disguises completely collapsed when the scars in his heart were revealed.

His chest rose and fell violently, his nose was open, his eyes were vicious, and he stared at Zhao Xiangwan deadly: "Zhao Xiangwan, don't think that if you marry into the Ji family, you can control everything!" Autism is a hereditary disorder that will continue to be inherited. You think you've picked up a treasure? I'm telling you! When you give birth to a child who can't cry, laugh, or communicate with the outside world, you will be sad to death. ”

I have to say that Luo Yihui's counterattack this time was very accurate.

If you expose my scars, I will poke you in the sore spots.

Aren't you Zhao Xiangwan invincible? Then I curse you to give birth to a foolish son!

Swords.

The things that Luo Yihui and Zhao Xiangwan talked about seemed to be a family matter, and it seemed to be related to the case.

It's obviously a personal attack, but it seems to be a master fight.

Officers Cao Guang, Li Mingyang, and Xiao Zhou didn't dare to breathe.

There was silence in the interrogation room......

Chapter 140: Scars

◎ Dad doesn't hurt mom doesn't love ◎

"Hahahaha......"

Seeing that Zhao Xiangwan didn't respond, Luo Yihui thought that he had caught Zhao Xiangwan's weakness, and laughed.

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Luo Yihui quietly.

After she and Ji Zhao got together, I don't know how many people muttered in their hearts. The envious, the unpleasant, the ill-intentioned, the vicious and resentful...... Zhao Xiangwan had heard even more ugly words.

Luo Yihui's curse was nothing to Zhao Xiangwan at all.

The reason why Zhao Xiangwan didn't speak was because she found that Luo Yihui had been leaning close to his knees before, unconsciously opening because of laughter, and his right leg was shaking slightly—a state of relaxation and comfort.

This means that his psychological defenses have been slackened.

Zhao Xiangwan suddenly had a bold guess.

- Luo Yihui's heart has always longed to be a naughty and constantly noisy wayward child.

Since Luo Yihui can remember, he has been living in an unhappy family atmosphere, as long as he is noisy, he will definitely be scolded and snubbed by his parents. From the moment his parents abandoned him, he suddenly grew up, became sensible, well-behaved, and tried to please everyone around him.

Luo Yihui has been forcing himself to grow up and mature, and has never been a real child. Childish, naïve, when angry, he will cry, he will laugh when he is happy, whoever makes him unhappy, he will play tricks, quarrel, give adults a great headache, and coax a child who can be coaxed for a long time.

It is precisely because of premature maturity that Luo Yihui has a lot of negative energy accumulated in his heart.

But today in the interrogation room, Zhao Xiangwan forced him to face his scars, his true temperament began to be revealed, his inner dissatisfaction was vented, and his heart defense began to decrease.

Zhao Xiangwan decided, then accompany him as a child.

"Is it funny?"

Zhao Xiangwan pursed his lips.

"First, the results of medical research show that autism is not a monogenic genetic disease, it is related to a variety of factors, and there is no record of a high incidence of autism in Ji Jiazu. Therefore, it is not very likely that my child and Ji Zhao will have autistic symptoms. ”

Of course, Luo Yihui knows that autism is not a dominant genetic disease like albinism and hemophilia, but he deliberately said this, isn't it just to attack the other party's weakness? This quarrels with some people and scolds each other for having a son without a fart. The eye is a truth, and he opened his mouth to retort: "That's ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xiangwan's second sentence followed.

"Second, what if my child has autism? She is the same as me and Ji Zhao's baby, and she is the treasure of the Ji family's thousands of pets. Unlike you, my father doesn't love my mother and doesn't love ......."

Zhao Xiangwan's words were like a sharp arrow.

Poof-

A sharp arrow into the chest.

Luo Yihui stood up from the chair abruptly, raised his hand to Zhao Xiangwan, and his fingers trembled: "Zhao Xiangwan!" What are you, dare to curse me! Isn't it supposed to be given to you if your father doesn't love her mother? Your biological parents don't want you, your adoptive parents abuse you, and you yourself are full of holes, and you dare to come to me! ”

Childhood pain, the injury of the original family, everyone will have it to a greater or lesser extent.

- Poor families, every item is precious. The child inadvertently broke a boiling water bottle and burned his hand, and the parents not only did not comfort him, but beat and scolded the child, scolding the child for being a loser and clumsy child. From then on, a thorn will be planted in the child's mind, making him feel that he is not cherished.

- In a family where the father has been absent for a long time, the mother is busy and tired every day, chattering endlessly, constantly telling her grievances, blaming the child for bringing endless housework and labor to herself. Children who grow up in such an environment will have a strong sense of guilt and feel that they do not deserve love.

For some people, these pains will stay with them for a lifetime, even when they grow up and start a family again.

For some, however, these wounds heal gradually.

As they grow older and have more experience, children who have been injured will gradually understand that all parents are first-time parents, and they are not perfect people. No one teaches them how to treat their children properly, no one tells them how to love another person, so they make mistakes.

Parents' mistakes, children do not have to carry a lifetime.

Luo Yihui is the former, and he can't let go of the past.

His heart is desperately lacking in love and insecurity, so he endlessly asks for care and love. His heart is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much love and dedication others give him, they can't fill the big hole that has been broken.

Zhao Xiangwan is the latter, reaching a reconciliation with the past.

She used to crave the love of her parents, she used to mind the words "Daddy doesn't love and mother doesn't love", she used to be afraid of contact with people, and she used to think that she was a very bad person.

But as he grows older, with the progress of his career, and with the emergence of more and more excellent people around him, Zhao Xiangwan, who is becoming richer and richer in his heart, no longer minds.

For Zhao Xiangwan, Luo Yihui's round of attacks was weak and powerless.