my hero
eps 1's

I rushed home from the Imperial city to the city of Hualin, hastening my return for mother's funeral.

The plane landed at the airport, but I was not waiting for my father's car, when I went to the funeral home by taxi alone, I saw a young girl holding my father's arm, and I saw a young girl holding my father's arm, standing in front of the door and the guests with cold gazes, her style was like a great mistress.

This woman, I will not forget to death.

Her name is Grace, she was my best classmate in high school.

When he saw me, his hand slipped from my father's arm and his face became a bit awkward.

My father also saw me, then he patted Grace on the back in a soothing manner, then led her towards me and stopped in front of me.

Father said weakly, "You've come home, burn incense for your mother first."

Grace looked sly and cautious, saying to me: "Viona..."

I glanced at him expressionlessly, ignored him, and walked past him.

My mother's ashes were placed in an ancient box, which was small and very fine.

The table has been displayed with fragrant fruits and paper money, everywhere there are bouquets of flowers.

He committed suicide by jumping from the building, it is said that his face was completely unrecognizable, so he was instantly cremated.

I saw my mother's sweet and beautiful smile in the photo, then I bowed three times, my tears could not be held back from flowing.

Grace and my father came, Grace knelt next to me, reached out to wipe my tears, and said softly: "Don't cry, otherwise auntie won't be happy in heaven."

I subconsciously avoided his hand.

Perhaps this action provoked my father's emotions, he said softly: "Viona, when can you understand the problem, don't embarrass your mother!"

I knelt in front of my mother's coffin, raised my head and looked at her coldly, "During your wedding, you were with your son's classmates, and you never felt ashamed, so why should I be ashamed?"

My father's face flushed red and a slap floated across my face.

He used all his strength, I couldn't avoid it, I fell to the ground, and my face hurt a lot.

Seeing her still wanting to kick me, Grace quickly stood up and pulled her, and warmly and gently advised her: "Don't be angry, so many people are looking, you welcome the guests first, you welcome the guests first, let me persuade him."

Both of their hands held each other.

And my mother's bones haven't been cold.

My father snorted and did not do it again.

When she left, Grace went back to her knees and lowered her voice: "Viona, you must hate me so much right?"

My cold eyes swept across his face.

He smiled faintly, "I hate you too, I can't wait for you to die."

I slowly clenched my hands together.

He slowly said, "I've been wishing for your mother to die since four years ago, finally now that she's dead, you don't know how happy I am..."

I bite my teeth: "You're not afraid of retaliation!"

In her first year of high school, she and I became friends, and she was accepted into school through a rural exam, she did not have the kind of inferiority that the village children who entered the city possessed, instead, she was gentle and generous, beautiful and her value was also good. Everyone loves it, not least me.

I made good friends with him and often took him home on weekends.

She has become the daughter of our other family, the things I have, my mother will buy them for her, no matter if they are clothes or food, even tuition and school fees, my mother paid for it too, and the money was nothing to my family.

He was also very able to please the parents, my mother had praised him many times, he was like a knit jacket.

Not expecting, during the summer vacation of the third year, he could climb into my father's bed.

He was greedy for my father's wealth, after being discovered, he was still pretending to be weak and feeling guilty, he knelt before my mother and I, and turned to my father to complain, put my mom and dad away.

For the four years I was in Imperial University, my mother washed her face with tears every day.

I remember in my memory, my heart was like it was scratched by an invisible, bleeding hand.

Grace was even more smiling, that smile was like a poisonous and crazy opium poppy: "I suggest you to respect me more, otherwise your father would definitely not let you, you should love me more now, you should love me more, cause..." Her hand held onto her stomach and she stuck to my ear, laughing lowly, "I'm pregnant with her child."

I stared in shock.

Grace hooked her lips, her voice expressing excitement: "I've gone to check, the baby's a boy, how happy your father is, he said that the family assets in the future will be passed on to our son."

I looked at him coldly.

He sneered at me: "Unfortunately, you didn't see the scandal news, otherwise you should have known there would be today."

"A few years ago, I saw the real news about a rich man in Hong Kong. When he was an old man, he provided a third person, 60% of his shares were given to a third person, his original son only took 20%. As for his original daughter had been forgotten from the very beginning. He said that the third person was the gentlest and the kindest to him. But think about it, he is 40 years older than the third person, why is the third person so nice to him? Not for money... "

"You see, this is a man."

"I followed the way the third man used to, I was very obedient to your father, and he ended up really loving me a lot."

He smiled so hard that the laughter was like a poisonous, crazy and ferocious opium poppy.

My fingertips almost went into my palms, and I couldn't bear to hit them in front of my mother's photo.

But I can't do it.

He's smart enough and his strategy is also quite evil, if I look for trouble, I might not be able to win.

I lowered my head and said, "Today is my mother's funeral, I won't make calculations with you, nor will you provoke my emotions. In the future, we'll see."

Grace smiled and laughed: "Unfortunately, I don't want to let you go, you think if I pretend to fall and sprain, then I tell your father that you pushed me, since you hate me for having children, do you think your father will throw you out?

The smile on his face was poisonous and also embarrassing.

I took precautionary measures secretly.

This woman, of course, only had such a cheap way.

In the past four years, he used this method to make my father hate my mother, and he also firmly grasped my father's heart.

He slowly got up and seemed like he wanted to implement the plan of feigning the fall.

At this moment, someone walked in.

When Grace saw the arrival of someone, she not only stopped her action, but her expression also instantly changed, she said respectfully: "Master Chris, you've come."

I also looked up at him, the man holding a bouquet of Gypsophila flowers decorated with red beans, slowly walked over to my mother's photo, and placed the flowers on the table.

This bouquet of flowers is very special compared to other hanging bouquets.

But what surprised me more was that red beans and Gypsophila flowers were my mother's favorite flowers.

I glanced at the man silently.

This guy, of course I know.

Chris, a great character from the business community.

Two years ago, he came to the city of Hualin, and bought several registered companies, making the entire district of Hualin shocked, and my father was also very envious.

At that time, it just so happened that I had just entered the Imperial university, and my father took the opportunity to establish a relationship with Chris by having a dinner banquet.

Chris was currently, a stranger attracting attention.

But even though his face was full of honor, he was still the most conspicuous existence.

His body was tall and well-built, his eyebrows were clear, only twenty-eight years old, but he already had everything.

It is said that he is the youngest son of his family, not knowing whether he came to the city of Hualin for any other purpose, or purely to make money.

Grace stood to the side and looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking, her face flushed red.

I can only grin.

As if he had eaten from a bowl but still saw the cauldron, this woman was never satisfied.

I just don't know if Chris will be seduced by her.

Grace is a rare beauty...

I was thinking, and Chris suddenly turned around, in my face insinuating it was too late for me to keep it, he had seen it.