Madam Dihao is not good

Lian Li was sitting, and on the table in front of him was the pistol that killed his mother.

He sat there with his legs crossed, his handsome face resembling that of Mu Xicheng, with a thin and cold-blooded expression.

Hearing Mu Xicheng's continuous whimpering, he hooked the corner of his mouth:

"Why are you crying? I sent her away, which is a fulfillment. Mu Xicheng, you are the son of my Mu Lianli, so you must understand that those who achieve great things should not be entangled by the love of their children."

"Sooner or later, you will inherit the shepherd's business and make many enemies. If you fall in love with someone, she will be your weakness..." [

"If you want not to be threatened by others' weaknesses, you must learn to be cold-hearted."

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No, he should never inherit the pastoral estate, and don't become a cold-blooded and ruthless person like his father, who even killed his mother.

Mom is the relative who loves him the most in this world...

But on that day, his mother died, and he was thrown to the cold servants, receiving all kinds of painful and difficult training every day.

Mu Lianli wanted him to learn to use a gun, learn to fight, learn to escape, and learn to... kill.

That devilish childhood made Mu Xicheng seem to be living in darkness.

If it wasn't for the fact that the old man of the Mu family still had a little affection for him, he probably couldn't stand this cold world and left.

At the age of 17, he met Chanel for the first time in the back garden of the school.

The weather was fine that day, the sun sifted through the gaps in the trees, and sprinkled thousands of pieces of gold on the grass.

Chanel was sitting on the grass under the big banyan tree.

Her cheeks were half drooped, and her eyes were also half drooped, looking at the piano score in her hand...

The light was cruising on her fair skin, her side face was pure and beautiful, her slender eyelashes were slightly curled up, and in a daze, he seemed to see his mother's smiling expression in the shining back garden.

"Your singing voice is ugly, you are not suitable for singing."

He stood in the sun, with a large field of roses in full bloom behind him.

The roses surrounded the whole big banyan tree, and the girl sat under the banyan tree.

She was wearing a white shirt, a dark blue school uniform skirt, her hair was pulled high into a ponytail, and her face was fair and clean.

When she heard his voice, she was taken aback for a moment, then slightly raised her head to look at him, her eyes were shining brighter than the sun.

"I know, many people have said this to me, but I don't care." She looked at him with an indifferent and proud expression, "I live for myself, I don't need [