you are a star

Yannan Cemetery.

On New Year's Eve, there were only lonely tombstones in the cemetery. A gust of cold wind blew by, and Yu Shaoting stood in front of a tombstone with no name engraved on it.

Back then when his father died at sea and his grandfather was still alive, he felt that what his father had done had shamed the Yu family, so he didn't claim the body, but instead made a tomb and buried it in this cemetery.

What was buried inside were his father's clothes, which had been decayed for more than 30 years.

At that time, he was still very young, and his memory of this matter was already very vague. He only remembered that not long after that, his mother fell ill and died.

The only thing he remembers clearly is that he was standing in the drizzle when he was not yet at school age. It was a chilly spring evening and it was very cold.

He has no father and no mother.

He touched the tombstone that was old and thinned by the wind and rain, swept off a dead leaf with his slender white fingers, and curled the corner of his lips mockingly.

"A descendant of the Yu family, you don't treat him as a family member, and I'm just used by you as a tool to manage the company for your son. Yu Xianli, you are really my good uncle."

As he spoke, he looked at Yu Xianli who was silent beside him.

He was wearing a long black coat with a stand-up collar, and a hat on his head. Even though his temples were gray, he still couldn't take away his noble and steady temperament.

Yu Shaoting looked at the man in front of him, and then thought of the dilapidated tomb beside him, it was extremely ironic.

What a respectful Mr. Yu.

He sneered: "Why do you have the leisure to come here to see my dad tonight? Don't you remember that today is my dad's memorial day?"

"Shao Ting," Yu Xianli's face darkened in the face of his cynicism, "Your father is my own younger brother, and I have always treated him as my family, and I have always regarded you as my own, and I have cultivated you well." You, who would have thought that you would carry me on this road of no return!"

When Yu Shaoting pursed his lips and sneered, his brows and eyes had a charm similar to Yu Wenzhou's. Blood is thicker than water, which is a fact that is deeply rooted in the blood and cannot be changed.

Every time he thinks of this, Yu Shaoting hates him more and more: "Yu Xianli, have you ever regretted for a second in the past 30 years? Regret for leaving that bitch Wei Yang behind?"

"I won't allow you to say that about Wei Yang!"

Yu Xianli glanced at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Even if it wasn't Wei Yang back then, the Interpol would have found your father. They had already installed undercover agents and informants..."

"Enough!" Yu Shaoting interrupted him sternly, the smirk that was still on his face just now gradually cracked, "You are still speaking for Wei Yang? If you didn't save her life, she would have no chance to tell the truth. My dad won't die!
Uncle, licking dogs is not what you do, not to mention that Wei Yang has never loved you. "

"What did you say?" Yu Xianli's face changed slightly, and his fingers under the sleeves of his coat were clenched tightly.

Yu Shaoting smiled sinisterly, "I know, Wei Yang has never loved you, but she actually loved Shen..."

Behind Shen, Yu Shaoting silently said the remaining two words.

That frightening name that had been gone for many years reappeared in his world, and Yu Xianli's face changed suddenly, "Shut up!"

Yu Shaoting was very satisfied with the wonderful expression on his face, "Uncle seems to be very afraid of him? A person who has been dead for so many years can still scare you. It seems that Mr. Shen back then was indeed very resourceful."

"If Qiao Nan knew that you were stronger than Wei Yang, would he hate you? Oh, no, it should be Wenzhou, so he would be even more unable to love Qiao Nan, and would hate you even more."

"I told you to shut up!" Yu Xianli had lost his demeanor, his face became very ugly for a while, and the fists clenched by his side were shaking with anger.

He didn't force Wei Yang on purpose, but he was drunk and confused, when Wei Yang cried and begged him to let him go, all he had in his mind was the crazy idea of ​​wanting to get her.

How can a woman be a match for a strong man?

So that night he got Wei Yang, but he was facing a catastrophe.

But then Wei Yang let him go, and asked the man to let him go.

When Wei Yang appeared in front of him holding Qiao Nan, at first he thought it was his and Wei Yang's child, no one knew how excited he was at that time.

But when he knew Qiao Nan's age, he had already guessed who Qiao Nan's biological father was.

When Qiao Nan asked him, he lied.

Yu Shaoting glanced at his clenched fist with white knuckles, and smiled awe-inspiringly, "Uncle seems to have remembered a lot of past events, would you mind sharing them with me?"

Yu Xianli gradually loosened his clenched fist, and looked at him calmly, "What exactly are you trying to say? If you want to threaten me with these things, do you think it will work?"

"I'm not so bored to threaten you with this, let alone what can I get from you?" The smile on Yu Shaoting's face was completely gone, and his indifferent face looked more like a mask attached to flesh and blood.

Yu Xianli has lived most of his life, and it has been a long time since he saw such an expression on a person's face, like a god of death, without warmth.

This feeling made him feel a chill down his spine, and he felt uneasy all over his body. Just as he turned around——

"I'm sorry uncle, I'm afraid I can't let you leave tonight. No one knows the news of my return. If I let you go back, wouldn't Yu Wenzhou know?"

Yu Shaoting waved his hand, and the assistant came forward from behind, holding a syringe in his hand.

He took the syringe and weighed it in his hand, "But in case they can't find you and guess me, so I can only wrong you to do as I say, uncle."

He glanced coldly at the bodyguard, "Be polite to my good uncle."

Yu Xianli lived for five or sixty years, and after listening to his words, he knew that what he was holding in his hand was the medicine that would make people "be obedient".

He took a step back. He came to the cemetery with only two people with him. Until now, the two bodyguards have not appeared. It seems that they were subdued by Yu Shaoting.

As soon as he moved, someone pressed his shoulders from behind, and his hands were folded back on his back, completely controlling him.

"Yu Shaoting, I'm your uncle!" The veins on Yu Xianli's forehead protruded, and his upturned face was full of anger!

Yu Shaoting walked towards him slowly, pulled off the cap of the needle, "Yu Xianli, don't talk to me about the family relationship where blood is thicker than water, you are nothing in my eyes.

Back then, I was only close to taking Yu Wenzhou's life. This time, I won't miss again. I'm looking forward to watching you die alone and taste the feeling of losing a loved one. "

After finishing the words, he plunged the needle of the syringe into Yu Xianli's forearm with the sleeve pulled up without hesitation!