r on this point, she would not have the advantage over him.He didn't attack her using her upbringing or past mental health struggles.He didn't even bring up the fact that the children had been hospita...At that time, Daan was dressed clean and tidy, wearing patched clothes and his hair was long like a wild man.

But the old woman recognized the child who looked exactly like him, and she called out to them.

“Is this your child” the old woman pointed at Daan and asked.

The couple looked at the old woman inexplicably and nodded in agreement.

The old woman was very excited. She grabbed Zhao Tingxing behind her, rummaging through his hair to reveal his features: "Do you have another son Is it him Does he look alike"

The couple went from shock to disbelief, then to confusion: "I thought you were dead. I thought you were dead."

"How could he still be alive He was so sick, the doctors said there was no hope."

The old woman told him again about the incident she had encountered with him several years ago in the mountains.

At that time, Zhao Tingxing only saw doubt and worry in their eyes, but he couldn't see any affection.

He tugged the old woman. "Let's go."

Grandma: “They are your biological parents, you should call them mom and dad quickly. If you do, then you'll be able to go to school.”

Of course, he wouldn't call. Daan was eyeing him hungrily.

That day, at the old woman's insistence, the couple took him home. Along the way, Da An kept shouting, "I don't want a wild man in our house, I don't want!"

Zhao Tingxing clenched his fists all the way, wanting to punch him to death. If not for his grandmother's earnest pleas urging him to focus on his studies first no matter what, he would have never tolerated anyone.

He was a wolf from birth, and when attacked, his instinct was to fight back.

That couple seemed to be afraid of his aggression, so that night they put him in a remote little room far from their main house.

He hadn't eaten all day and woke up in the middle of the night, famished. He wanted to find something to eat. He was used to moving at night so his steps were light. As he passed by the main house, he heard the couple sighing: "We thought he was dead, how come he's alive"

"I'm going to have two children soon, how am I going to afford it"

"Didn't that old woman say, as long as we get them into school, we don't have to worry about the rest"

"Do you believe her Today she left the child here and left in a rush."

The sound of conversation, punctuated by a child's voice, drifted in and out from inside the house: "I don't care, there can't be wild men in my house."

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Tingxing had originally planned to return to the mountains to find his grandmother the day after, he didn't care if they raised him.

As it turned out, perhaps fate had it planned that way. The next day, on their way to work, the couple was involved in a car accident and died instantly.

He felt nothing. To him, the couple were mere strangers. Only the child's cries that echoed through the air and a group of seemingly indifferent friends who seemed to be handling the funeral arrangements stood out.

And he, from a young age, displayed his insidious and cold-hearted nature to the fullest. At the time, he directly took the family's household register to school to enroll. He knew about the household register because when he was at school with the old woman, he saw other people taking it there.

He didn't know a single character at that time.

The teacher asked: Is your name Zhao Tingxing

He said: Yes.

Teacher: Sit in the back row.

He nonchalantly sat in the last row, with a girl as his classmate.

The girl said, "My name is Han Li, the chestnut's chestnut. My mother says that the prickly outer layer of a chestnut can protect me, so don't overstep your bounds, or I'll prick you."

"Talkative! he thought."

"Is your name Zhao Tingxing"

So, he finally has a name, Zhao Tingxing.

But the real Zhao Tingxing, after crying and making a fuss at home for half a month, finally came to school. However, he was now a person without status.

The day Da An was taken away, he had just gotten out of school. Standing on the street corner, he watched Da An struggling in the car window, his face contorted with rage, roaring at him as if he wanted to kill him.

That scene was exactly the same as the one I saw in the police car today, the memory perfectly overlapping.

From then on, their lives took different paths.

But so what Having grown up in a wolf's den, he knew from a young age what it meant to be preyed upon. He knew that if he wasn't ruthless and cruel, there was only one path: death.

The old woman didn't know the situation a few years ago, she just thought his parents helped him go to school in town, so he went back to the mountains every Friday to see her.

...until later, after he learned the truth from him, he had been looking for Da An, especially after he rose to prominence, he made sure to find Da An and ask him to accumulate some good fortune for himself, lest he do too many wicked things and suffer retribution. ...

He was reluctant to look for him, after all, over the years, every step he took was by his own efforts, not relying on Zhao Tingxing's identity. Even if he were called Zhao Ergou, it wouldn't affect his wealth today. But he couldn't resist his grandmother's persistence, so he later sent someone to look for him, finding him from Southeast Asia. At that time, Da An was also making a living for himself.

As expected of brothers, they are both ruthless and vicious. He stole his identity, so he dares to use it to do evil.

How many dirty dishes did Zhao Tingxing take for him How many crimes did he cover up

So when Lu Yao Yao begged him for help, begged him to find Da An, she said something right: he didn't want there to be someone in the world who could impersonate him at any time.

Over the years, he naturally paid back Dan's debt, returning it dozens of times over. He was fed up with Dan taking advantage of his identity to do all sorts of bad things, so Dan deserved his fate.

From the day they were born, this world decreed that only one of them would survive, their fate predetermined by their parents.

He won, that's all.

After the pain in his heart subsided, he got up and went to the conference room for a meeting.

Today's meeting is mainly a meeting of his real estate companies.

The conference room was filled with smoke and haze. A few of his old subordinates were there, the ones who had followed him from the construction site all the way to this day. They were a rough bunch, relying on their age and seniority, thinking that because they had fought alongside him, he should look down on them favorably.

These years, he'd long found these old fellows unpleasant, and besides, the group was undergoing a transformation. The real estate market wasn't doing as well as it used to, and these old guys had no place to shine anymore. They should retire and go home early.

But they, one by one, took the opportunity when he was busy running around outside to try and boss the company around. Don't blame him if he doesn't show them any courtesy.

In the clamorous meeting room, he entered and with a single glance, silenced everyone. He kicked away a chair and leaned back against it, looking down on these elders with disdain in his eyes.

Arrogant and domineering, he never gives anyone face. That's his way of doing business; otherwise, these roughnecks would all be cowardly bullies.

He tapped the table angrily and said, "I've only been gone from the company for a short time, and you're about to ruin it, aren't you"

"Whose got that land in the county"

Author's Note: Rest assured, Dongyao isn't over yet.od, they all went back to Beijing. They miss Uncle Yi very much."After another moment of silence, Yi Muyang spoke.“Tinglan, I’m sorry to drag you into this. You need to protect yourself.” Yimu Yang ha...