Four Gods Group 1: The Escaped Wife of the Chief President

235 He deserves Tong Ruo to listen when he is dead. He can't say a word because of something stuck in his throat. His heart is sour and uncomfortable. The water mist in his eyes unknowingly, the tea cup in front of him, and Artai, It's all become very fuzzy, wet, foggy and unreal.

  At that time, he was so young, he was ignorant at all, trusted his mother wholeheartedly, and had no idea that he was about to be abandoned.

  No wonder...no wonder he doesn't trust anyone now. He is used to self-protection, sealing himself with a thick shell and not letting anyone approach him.

  It's not that he is inaccessible, it's not that he is arrogant and cold-blooded, but that he is not used to it, and he doesn't dare to trust others easily.

  The mother who once believed wholeheartedly can leave him, that is the blood of the closest relatives!

  The closest, blood-connected person can’t believe it. Who can he trust?

   "At that time, Mrs. Jin looked at Chen Shao, and it took almost a minute before she told her old Patriarch of his choice." Artai said.

  “Needless to say, she chose to leave.” Tong Ruo sneered, otherwise, how come Jin Qiming and Mrs. Jin’s husband and wife are deeply in love, and where did Jin Yannuo come from.

   "Yes, she would rather choose a penny not to leave, and set up a written record for the old Patriarch. From then on, she has nothing to do with the Leng family, and Chen Shao is no longer her son." Artai said.

  How cruel!

  If Tong can't help making a fist, his little sympathy for Mrs. Jin has disappeared.

  She signed the paper, which was tantamount to abandoning Leng Shaochen and the relationship between mother and child.

  How can she! How willing!

  Is she still a mother? She is not worthy! Not worthy!

The fists that    was holding shook tightly, no wonder Leng Shaochen hated it so much.

  Three years old, only three years old!

   was abandoned by her mother at the age of three, abandoned by her mother who trusts her wholeheartedly, and left in Leng’s house.

hehe! How can a father who treats his son as a tool and a mobile weapon with him a little bit of love?

   "At that time, Mrs. Jin walked absolutely, she didn't take anything away. She would rather go out of the house than have any involvement with her old paternal master. She even ignored Lian Chen's young master." Artai said.

  At that time, he and Leng Shaochen were of the same age, so the things that year were only heard from his father.

Since he was sensible, he has been following Leng Shaochen, knowing everything that Leng Shaochen has encountered is clear enough. Seeing Leng Shaochen walking along the way, I was also very sad.

   "She doesn't deserve to be a mother at all!" Tong Ruohong said with her eyes open, if she really loves Leng Shaochen, why not keep her loneliness for her children?

  She believes that Leng Shaochen can be a good lover and husband, and he must be a good son too!

"As soon as Mrs. Jin left, the old Patriarch took Chen Shao back to the Leng Family’s main home, but did not give him the status of a master like the elder and the second prince. Instead, he threw him to the bottom and let him fend for himself. "Atay said, smelling the fragrant taste of barley tea, but feeling a little bored, he took out a pack of soft Su Yan from his pocket to look at his innocence.

   "Sister-in-law, can I...can you?" Artai gestured to the cigarette in his hand.

  He is annoying now. He hasn't recalled the past for a long time. Now that he thinks of it, and then carefully tell Tong Ruo to listen to it, his heart becomes more and more panic.

  In the past, neither he nor Leng Shaochen wanted to think about it.

  Now he especially wants to use cigarettes to numb himself. The terrible Tong Ruo minded, but he didn’t dare to smoke.

   "You are free, I'm fine." Tong Ruo said.

Artest smiled apologetically, took out a cigarette and lit it, looking at the bright red sparks on the cigarette, the white smoke connected into a straight line, like a soft silk, floating slowly upwards, drifting slowly into the air. Dissipate slowly.

  The air is full of tobacco smell, and it is not pungent.

  Artest took a strong sip, the sparkling red demon Yan on the top, then turned into more white smoke and floated upward.

   Artai exhaled heavily, and then exhaled a cloud of white smoke.

"The old master said that if Chen Shao can survive, then it is worth training. If he can't survive, Leng's family doesn't raise waste, and he deserves it if he died." Artai said, smoking a cigarette just now, and he seems to feel better. He didn't smoke any more, but held the cigarette between his fingers and let it burn slowly by itself.

  Tong Ruo stared at the shorter cigarettes, and suddenly felt that this cigarette might be just like Leng Shaochen at that time, no one cares, watching his life disappear little by little.

"At the time, my dad looked at Chen Shao, who was so young, and felt sorry for him, so he took care of him quietly." Artai smiled, "Actually, my dad is also a person with blood on his hands. In Leng's house, who has a clean heart? Unexpectedly, looking at Shao Chen, my dad would be able to feel compassion. Maybe it was because he had seen Mrs. Jin leave with his own eyes. After seeing Shao Chen who was still ignorant, he thought of me."

   Artai chuckled. He respected this father.

  His father is a tough guy, and he has a set of right and wrong judgments in his heart. He may have done a lot of bad things, such as murder and arson, but he has always been a tough guy who dares to act.

"At that time, my mother often took me to find Chen Shao to play. We met at that time. We were ignorant when we were young. We only knew that we had an extra playmate. Like all the little boys, we were naughty and shameless. Fight." Artest said.

"At that time, the eldest and the younger were seven years old and the other was five years old. Now it seems that they may be children at that age, but for Chen Shao and me at the time, both of them were enough to beat us up. I can’t get up. There are many family members in the Leng family, and it is inevitable that the two people’s mouths are mixed. Although the two are young, under the Leng family’s childhood education, they also know the cruelty of the Leng family. There is no brotherhood at all, and some are unscrupulous. Climb up and get rid of all the people and things that hinder you."

"So when the young master and the second young master knew about Chen Shao's existence, they did not find trouble. At that time, they had no right to mobilize people from the Leng family, so they had to go out and beat Chen Shao in the name of trial. Shao Zhen almost died. Once he was beaten in the heavy rain with a high fever, and the inflammation had infected his lungs. At that time, Chen Shao was only four years old and almost couldn't wake up."

"Young Master Chen grew up to five years old in this environment, and was then thrown into the special training base of the Leng Family to receive cruel training. They didn't have anything because Young Master Chen was the young master of the Leng Family. Instead, they had tasks. It's dangerous. If the death rate of any task is high, leave that task to Chen Shao."

"If it's just physical torture, and every day, every hour, every minute, you have to maintain a high level of tension that will kill you at any time. The most unbearable is the torture of the soul." Artest said, the smoke has already burned. The cigarette **** was almost burned to the fingertips. Artest put the cigarette **** in the ashtray and twisted it on the thin layer of ash.

"The old family master made no secret of Mrs. Jin's deeds. She abandoned Chen Shao's leaving alone and spread it all over the Leng family under his indulgence and acquiescence. Everyone used this incident to stimulate him, the youngest and the second youngest. He even said to him every day that he was a motherless child, and his mother threw him away for a man." Artest said, took out another cigarette and placed it on the groove of the ashtray. , Ignite with a lighter.

  He didn't even pick up the cigarettes, leaving the cigarettes on the ashtray to slowly burn them. The white smoke that rose slowly between him and Tong Ruo put a layer of haziness on the faces of both of them.

"Actually, when Mrs. Jin left, Shao Chen was not yet three years old. She was sensible at that time but she still didn't remember much. As time went on, she lost the impression. Moreover, Shao Chen had a strong self-esteem and was just a curious mother. I won’t tell my whereabouts, and I’m holding it all alone. Coupled with the hard training, every time I’m in danger of killing my life, I don’t have much leisure time to think about what happened to my mother." Artai curled his lips. .

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