Therefore, both sets of elders doted on Yang Shule. 　　Yang Zhi, who is eight years older than him, was raised to be serious and rigid, but he genuinely loves and protects Yang Shule for many years. 　　Chen Mo is different. 　　He appeared out of nowhere and had no connection with the Yang family. 　　Aside from a little guilt and some sense of indebtedness. 　　They sent him to the best high school, to the best class. 　　Give him an endless allowance. 　　So they don't understand, and even wonder, what else could he be dissatisfied with? 　　Chen Mo also remembered what Yang Zhi mentioned in his message. 　　The incident began when the Yang family inadvertently leaked information about their search for their son, affecting the group's stock price. Coupled with Yang Shule's illness for over half a month, the couple were extremely worried and immediately withdrew their lawsuit against Li Yunru, clarifying publicly that it was a mistake by a hospital nurse, not a baby swap. 　　Even in the clarification report, the Yang family portrayed Chen Mo as an inspirational role model in rural areas. 　　Ambitious and sensible, and although poor, her family is harmonious. 　　His parents worked hard to support his education, hoping he would succeed. He was also very grateful, and to him, his background was just another family. 　　In his previous life, Chen Mo had caused a huge scene at the Yang family for this reason. 　　He proposed that if the Yang family wanted to drop the lawsuit, Yang Shule would have to leave the Yang family. 　　That was his revenge against Li Yunru's childishness. 　　From the day the Yang family found him, Chen Mo finally realized that Li Yunru didn't love him. He didn't deserve that cheap, last bit of maternal love. 　　But somehow the news that he wanted to kick Yang Shule out of the Yang family got into the school. 　　Li Rui and his gang cornered him in an internet cafe. 　　His parents thought it was out of jealousy and resentment, and Yang Zhi also sent a message to warn him. 　　Is it ironic? 　　Two lifetimes have passed, and the thought of it still feels incredibly ironic. 　　Moreover, he had a high fever before being cornered at the internet cafe, and the internet cafe owner eventually took him to the hospital for an IV drip after he fainted. 　　For an entire night, no one in the Yang family asked him where he had gone. 　　However, when he returned the next day, he bumped into Yang Shule, who also had a fever, carrying a suitcase and about to leave the Yang family. 　　Yang's parents pulled him aside, heartbroken: "Where do you want to go when you're this sick? You're not allowed to go." 　　The eldest brother, Yang Zhi, took the suitcase from his hand, looked at Chen Mo, and said meaningfully, "Shu Le, this is your home. No one has the right to make you move out of here." 　　The driver and servants surrounded them, pointing and whispering. 　　"Why should Xiao Le move out? He's my favorite guy." 　　"Yeah, so what if she's your biological daughter? She's the first one to come back and she's already putting people down like this." 　　"He even sent his adoptive mother to prison. What an ingrate." 　　“It’s normal to be a bit harsh if you grow up in the countryside.” 　　Yang Shule was the center of attention, but she was a victim disliked by Chen Mo. "I will move out, Chen Mo. Can you please stop making Mom and Dad angry and stop going against my older brother?" 　　All of Chen Mo's suppressed emotions erupted in that instant. 　　"Move out? Fine." Chen Mo sneered, "Then you'd better remember to love your own parents just as much." 　　Did they eventually move out? 　　Of course not. 　　On the contrary, Chen Mo, from that day on, fully understood his own situation. 　　If you can't keep up with the pace of learning in the city's high schools, study as hard as you can. 　　He fought desperately for what he wanted, things that originally belonged to him. 　　The burning anger in his chest, unable to find an outlet, transformed into an obsession with making a name for himself. It grew stronger and stronger, eventually becoming a raging wildfire that burned him beyond recognition. 　　By the time Chen Mo turned twenty-eight, many people both hated and feared him. He had amassed enough power, wealth, and status, but at the cost of a body riddled with wounds. 　　The condition in my stomach was so severe that it was almost stomach cancer. 　　I frequently get respiratory infections and get fevers every few days. 　　The knee problem he developed as a child, from being forced to kneel in the snow all night by Chen Jianli, still causes him unbearable pain on rainy days, even after surgery. 　　The doctor, whom I'd known for many years, slapped his medical records with exasperation during that time, saying, "If you don't quit smoking and drinking, you'll be waiting to have someone collect your corpse!" 　　Chen Mo was busy with official business. "No need, I'll find a place where we don't need to collect the body." 　　You're sick! 　　"You're finding out today?" 　　In fact, not long after that meeting, Chen Mo encountered retaliation. 　　The middle-aged boss, who had been Yang's enemy for many years, led a dozen or so men, his eyes filled with malice: "Yang Zhi is ruthless enough. So what if you joined forces to bring me down? You deserve this fate, you deserve what your Yang family deserves!" 　　Chen Mo, leaning against the edge of the fourth floor of the unfinished building, looked unusually calm, neither surprised nor taken aback by the ending he was about to face. 　　He said calmly, "I don't object to joining forces with Yang Zhi. Who in this world doesn't love money?" 　　"But you're wrong about one thing." 　　My surname is Chen. 　　"You're going to be disappointed if you try to take revenge on the Yang family by using me." 　　Chen Mo didn't know if anyone would ever collect his body in the end. 　　He thought there must be. 　　Every ten days or so, someone would find his body and call the police. The Yang family, for the sake of their reputation as a wealthy family, would not be stingy with the funeral expenses. 　　* 　　Yang Zhi didn't send any more messages on her phone; instead, he made a phone call. 　　Chen Mo let the bell ring indefinitely, then shook off the half-burnt cigarette ash from his fingertips resting on the armrest. 　　The symptoms of high fever are very obvious. 　　My limbs feel weak and sore, and I feel dizzy and lightheaded. 　　The boys playing games nearby came in later, and they were swearing and having a passionate discussion. 　　"Flank behind! Flank behind!" 　　"Damn! I died again. Restart." 　　While waiting, someone said, "Have you checked the group chat? It seems like the place where Li Rui and his gang ambushed people today was this internet cafe, right?" 　　Who are we blocking? 　　"Chen Mo from the experimental class." 　　"Hey, you're in the same class as Lao Gou? That makes you a model student." [ Blossom and Ink Fragrance | Flying Cheeks | Folding Fire in Summer | Mi Bao | Night North | Infinite Flow | Ning Hangyi | Hailia | Chen Weiman | Shang Chutou | Long Year After Year | Zi Xiaoshu | Butter Cake | Guoguo's Little Skin | Tingxia | Medicine Dregs | Xuan Shuxing | The content on this site is sourced from the internet. Copyright of the books belongs to their original authors. Copyright & Feedback | About Us | Author Directory Theme 52shuku.net

Chapter 4