Chapter 13: Orphan's Resentment (12)

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  "Hello, sir...are you going to adopt me?"

  The red fruit dyed the space between his fingers, as red as if it was dripping with blood. When paired with the child's fingernails, which were as translucent as shells and as tender as pink, they showed a strange contrast.

  Du Lin bent down, frowned at the child, and asked aloud, "Ye Xiuning?"

  I don't know why, but it was obviously a simple call to name, but the cold and solemn voice rose slightly at the end... as if it had a sultry illusion.

  The electric voice made Ye Xiuning's body tremble slightly.

  The child lowered his head eagerly and said, "...Hmm."

  Du Lin stared at the child, whose lowered hair covered most of his face.

  "It's not me who wants to adopt you, it's my master who wants to adopt you. I'm just the housekeeper of the Ye family." Du Lin said calmly.

  --The Ye family's... housekeeper?

  Ye Xiuning blinked, his eyes full of confusion.

  Dulin lowered his head and picked up the child.

  The child in his arms was very light, and his arms were so thin that they looked as if they would break at the slightest touch.

  I don't know how this child grew up in the orphanage. He was so thin.

  Du Lin thought faintly in his heart.

  --Is it that you use such thin arms to push people down from tall buildings and then disguise it as an accident?

  Du Lin hugged him, thanked the caring middle-aged female caregiver behind him, and took the child to where Ye Zhifeng was.

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  In the cold dean's office, Ye Zhifeng put down the information sheet in his hand and looked at the child Du Lin was holding indifferently.

  The look in Ye Xiuning's eyes didn't look like he was looking at his nominal "son". It was colder than looking at a kitten or puppy.

  It even seemed to be with a sense of malice and mockery.

  --...Malicious?

  Du Lin's expression paused.

  The man stood up and walked to Du Lin's side.

  Ye Zhifeng doesn't smoke often. Compared with Ye Yangming, who always looks like a playboy with a cigarette in his mouth, he rarely smokes in order to keep a clear and calm mind and put the Ye family's black business in order. Touch the smoke.

  Only this time, while waiting for Du Lin to come up with the child in his arms, he lit a cigarette with his fingertips and didn't touch his lips much, as if he was just smelling the smell of tobacco.

  As soon as Ye Zhifeng approached Ye Xiuning, the cigarette ash trembled with his fingertips and fell on the child's delicate arm. The child shook in pain, his lips wriggled weakly, and he hugged Du Lin's neck tightly in fear. .

  "It turns out I still know the pain."

  Ye Zhifeng sneered.

  "gentlemen......?"

  The young housekeeper hesitated for a moment, then hugged the frightened and trembling child, and patted his back gently. There seemed to be some confusion in his slightly upward phoenix eyes.

  It's like he doesn't understand...why his master is so hostile to this child.

  Ye Zhifeng glanced at Du Lin, and touched Du Lin's hair with a gentle expression, with a creepy meaning in his tone.

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