The butler's respectful report came from the end of the path, which brought Zhou Gu's wandering thoughts back.

He slowly looked away, and the infatuation and longing in his eyes gradually faded away.

His cold and hard eyebrows were knitted together into a deep frown, which were the traces of time left on his face.

Witnessed the pain and pain that he had gone through in the past five years without getting what he wanted.

Calculating carefully, he was only in his thirties, but the aura of desolation and vicissitudes exuding from his body was like that of an old man in his twilight years.

This man's character has been hardened by the pain of losing his loved one, he has restrained all his sharp edges, and has become strong without desire.

As time flies by, he has lived up to expectations. In just five years, he has become the richest man in China, and has also occupied a place on the list of the world's top richest people.

But even if he has supreme power, what will happen if he has assets that rival the country?

My wife, son, daughter, none of the most important people in my life can come back.

Like an ancient emperor, he controlled the power of life and death and expanded his business territory infinitely, but he also became a loner.

The scenery was endless during the day, but the pain was excruciating at night. This was the punishment he gave himself.

And in the past five years, he has definitely done it.

That beautiful shadow became his nightmare, making him sleepless all night long.

A flash of deep pain flashed across the man's dark and deep eyes. He raised his head slightly, trying to drive away the mist in his eyes.

The crunch of snow underfoot could be heard in the distance.

It was the housekeeper of Shanshui Residence who had not received a response for a long time and was approaching quietly.

"Sir, the young master is ill. You..."

The next words came to an abrupt end because she felt an icy air pressure coming from directly in front of her.

The surrounding temperature was already as cold as water, but now it became even more bone-chilling.

The housekeeper suddenly stopped and lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly.

young master...

It was an embarrassing existence.

Because his biological mother is...gentle! ! !

Based on this alone, he could never hope to receive the love and care from his biological father in this life.

Poor?

maybe!

After all, he was just a five-year-old child, the age when he needed the love of his father and his mother.

But he lived alone in the old house with no one paying attention to him, and over time he developed a withdrawn character.

The life experience of this child is also very dramatic.

When Wen Wen was pregnant, everyone in the Zhou family believed that she was pregnant with a bastard and had nothing to do with Zhou Gu.

And she herself mistakenly believed that Zhou Gu didn't touch her that night in Paris and that she was pregnant with the seed of a wild man.

It wasn't until the child was born and a complete set of paternity tests were done that the conclusion of 'biological father-child relationship' caught everyone off guard.

She especially remembered the look of shock, horror and disbelief on Mr. Zhou's face when he learned that the child was his son.

There is also a strong murderous intention in it.

If he had been less rational, the child would have died in infancy five years ago.

But in the end, he suppressed his overwhelming anger and admitted the identity of the young master.

Of course, he only recognized the child. As for the child's mother, he was turned away.

Maybe it was because he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. Although he recognized his son, he rarely visited his old house in the past few years.

Complete exile, indifference.

In fact, his relatives and friends understand him.

After all, the existence of that child proves that he betrayed warmth.

It's understandable that he doesn't want to get close to her, and even hates her.

Zhou Gu slowly withdrew his gaze from the distant night sky and looked coldly at the housekeeper standing five meters away.

"What's the use of talking to a doctor when you're sick?"

After hearing this, the housekeeper sighed silently and stepped back respectfully.

She knew that was the answer.

That child is really pitiful.

"and many more."

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