Xinyue smiled. "What about , little sister? Won't you call your big brother~?"
Lihua glared at him. "Why will I call you that? You always make fun of !"
"Because it's fun to provoke you."
"..."
Mrs. Zhang sighed. "You are impossible, Xinyue."
She watched the glow and radiance on Cheng i and Cheng Ling's faces and felt truly happy for them. She knew how patiently they had waited for this day.
She looked up at Jia and said, "Once again, we went into hiding after Jiang Shan supposedly burned our residence. Your parents had helped us cover up our tracks and evidence so that he believes we are dead. For six years…it was like that. We thought Lihua would be happily living with Song Lan and Song Wuyin. They were just and fair cops. They were happy to take Lihua in. But then one day, we heard news that they were dead. Suddenly…just like that."
Cheng i's expression grew solemn.
Mrs. Zhang continued. "We were horrified. We were deathly afraid that Jiang Shan was behind their deaths. Did he co to know that Lihua wasn't their daughter but instead belonged to the Cheng family? We couldn't be sure but naturally, we thought that way. But it was after our secret investigation that we ca to know that it was Wei. He had shot the bullets. And we didn't understand why Wei would do that? The Song and Zhao family's relationship seed to have no problems or conflict. Then why…"
Wei's gaze flickered as he said, "Because they left with no choice. I had to kill them because they wanted to kill Lihua."
*Flashback*
Wei was twelve when he first t a six-year-old Lihua while returning ho from base one day. He was waiting for Fu Renshu's father, Fu Shen and Zhao Weizhe's assistant, when his gaze fell on a little girl at a distance on the sidewalk.
She was struggling to lift her cycle that had fallen to the ground. Clearly, he could see she had t with a small accident of her own while cycling.
Wei ignored her. At first.
But then he saw her diligently trying to push her cycle with all her might until her cheeks flushed red and her breaths turned ssy. She was panting tiredly, but the cycle refused to budge.
"You dummy cycle!" Lihua harrumphed. "Why are you so heavy? Are you bullying ? Sis can easily carry you, so why cannot I?"
She tried once again and failed miserably. Little Lihua was on the verge of tears when she saw a hand holding the handle and seat and lifting it effortlessly. Her big, teary eyes sparkled in delight, and she looked up.
She saw an older boy with an expressionless gaze looking back at her. That made her eyes glitter even more and her brightness ter was fully switched on.
"G-Godly handso pwince!"
Wei blinked at her. He didn't understand what she was talking about.
Lihua held his hand and profusely thanked him. "You are so stwong! And you are so handso too! You are…so handso!"
Wei stared at her.
This was the third ti she was calling him handso. He didn't know what to do because he never got a complint before. He wasn't sure how to handle complints.
So he only kept staring at her cluelessly while Lihua was more than happy to look at the handso piece of art in front of her and thoroughly appreciate the beauty.
Lihua then grabbed his hand and chirped. "Let's play! You helped . So, I will play with you!"
She dragged him to the park that was just beside them with his eyes wide open. Nobody had dared to hold his hand like this before, but Lihua was quite courageous.
Wei thought that he would have a problem with it, but he really didn't when he saw the blissful and silly smile on her lips.
Lihua diligently showed him around the park, which was the first ti Wei had really observed a park so closely. His days were only filled with ho and base. He never truly got the chance to explore the outside world or interactions.
Lihua sat on a swing and laughed. "Godly handso pwince. Help swing !"
Wei stared at her, not knowing what exactly he was feeling. People always stirred away from him in fear not only because of his future Mafia King position but also because of how his eyes always looked devoid of any emotion. It made them feel as if he was not supposed to be touched or talked to. He was otherworldly. He was above all.
So when he heard her laughter which wasn't mixed with any hesitation or fear but pure admiration and curiosity, he could only watch her in a daze.
Wei promptly stood at the back of the swing and pushed it back and forth without much emotion. When Lihua got down, he thought she would take him to do another fun ride for her, but instead she pushed him to sit on the swing.
He blinked in confusion.
Lihua giggled and then started pushing the swing back and forth with all her strength. "You turn now. Godly handso pwince! How does it feel!?" She asked with anticipation. "I like swings! Swings are so cool, right? Hehe, it feels as if we are flying!"
Wei's eyes widened when the swing went up to its maximum height. As he saw the sky above him and felt the wind blow past his ears and cheeks in a gush, he felt his heart beating faster in his chest. The swing went back and lifted again towards the Sky, making Wei feel as if he was really flying.
He had never felt these emotions and excitent before. How the outside world felt, the fun things people did were all unknown to Wei. He had passed his twelve years only within the walls of his house and base.
What the world looked and felt like…Wei had no idea at all.
But now he was experiencing it for the first ti. When the swing went up, he felt as if he got wings to fly.
When it was over was when Wei spoke for the first ti to Lihua, "Can we do that again?"
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