Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The little boy's mother shouted uncontrollably: "No way! When the child was just born, I took a look and realized that this was not my child! My child can still laugh!"

"We are really sorry about your child, but you have to adjust your emotions, otherwise..." the doctor comforted.

"I won't listen! You are all lying to me! Where is my husband? I want to see my husband!"

Chu Botang, who was outside the ward, quickly went in to comfort his wife, but she never believed that her fourth son was stillborn.

The little boy didn't understand what the adults were arguing about. He only knew that his mother seemed to be a completely different person.

She no longer paints with her, no longer tells bedtime stories to her third brother, and even her young sixth brother is abandoned by her.

The mother will only hold a simulated baby doll, call it sweetly in a soft voice, make milk powder for it thoughtfully, and coax it to sleep.

My father has been very busy and has no time to go home. He always says that he has to work hard to make more money so that he can cure his mother.

Is mom sick?

In the little boy's mind, the mother was just too sad to lose her child.

Dad also said that when the project at hand is over, he will take him to the amusement park.

He failed to fulfill his promise.

My uncle said that there was a very powerful psychiatrist abroad who could change my mother back to her former self, so my father took my mother abroad.

They never came back.

The little boy also became an orphan.

At the funeral, my uncle was heartbroken and said sadly that he should see his parents again and never see them again.

He tried to touch his mother's hand, but it was so cold that he felt chilled all over.

The little boy was very confused. His mother always rubbed his hair with her hands. Her hands were so warm and smelled good.

But now, the fingers of those hands are all mangled, and there are still some bruises that have not been covered.

After returning home, he always felt that his hands had a strange smell. He couldn't help but wash his hands over and over again until the skin was broken...

Fortunately, his uncle adopted him and his brothers, and they did not become orphans.

But living under someone else's roof was not easy, and his uncle seemed different from the amiable image he imagined, so he learned to arm himself.

With a cold attitude and sinister sarcasm, like a little hedgehog covered in thorns, he must first put on a defensive posture even when facing strangers.

He hates the girl adopted by his uncle. The other brothers and brothers can't see through her, but he has been precocious since he was a child and can see through all her little thoughts at a glance.

He was very disappointed. His sister shouldn't be like this. She should be innocent and kind, like the little princess in the cartoon.

Later, when the little boy grew up, he loved painting, but insisted on pursuing a double major in psychology and art.

However, no matter how many people he could cure, he could not save his mother.

The memory is over.

Chu Mingyou's hands trembled slightly. Yes, he had been looking forward to having a lovely sister.

Even as an adult, he would envy his classmates for having younger sisters at home, but he did not.

"So what...Chu Yao is not the sister I expected at all. Hey, you also have my memory. Don't you know what she did?" Chu Mingyou retorted.

"So you care about this matter." The earl said thoughtfully, "Well, I will go to the Chu family now, and you can see the truth of the matter."

"Chu family? Chu family villa?" Chu Mingyou asked in surprise, "Are you crazy? The place has been sold! You are breaking into a private house like this!"

"So what? No matter what, you will take the blame for me." The earl smiled.

He did not take away the oil painting, but directly shared his vision with Chu Mingyou.

Chu Mingyou did not expect that the earl who occupied his body had no bottom line in what he did. He even forced his way into the Chu house through the window.

Since moving away from the Chu family, Chu Mingyou has never come back. Although he knows that this villa is no longer Chu, he still feels a little sad when he sees the empty and desolate room.

The Earl walked into the laundry room with ease, found his own washing machine, and poured out all the laundry detergent placed nearby.

Although it is not obvious, it can still be seen that it is not pure laundry detergent, but mixed with some green liquid.

"What is this?" Chu Mingyou asked puzzledly.

The earl did not answer his question for the time being, but came to the Chu family's monitoring room again, and with Chu Yao's gift, Chu Boting deleted all the monitoring.

But the count is not a human being and naturally has some supernatural abilities.

He turned on the computer in the monitoring room, restored the surveillance video of a certain day, and projected it directly on the screen.

In the picture, Chu Yao came to the laundry room with a few pieces of clothing. She seemed to want to ask the servants how to use the washing machine, but the servants ignored her, and even a servant holding a basin bumped into her with ill intentions. He hit her and the sewage immediately poured on her body.

"By the way, actually you know, right? She has been doing her own laundry since she came to the Chu family." The Earl said leisurely.

Chu Mingyou was silent and thought about it carefully. Sometimes when she came out of the laundry room, not only were her hands wet, but there were also water stains on her clothes.

At that time, he only thought that Chu Yao was too stupid to make himself miserable even if he asked a servant to wash his clothes. But now it seems that is not the case.

Chu Yao lowered his head and glanced at his hand. There was a non-waterproof band-aid attached there.

She turned around and walked out of the laundry room, hesitantly stopping her eldest brother Chu Mingcheng, who pointed at a washing machine angrily.

What a coincidence, that is Chu Mingyou's exclusive washing machine.

It turns out she just misused her washing machine.

The surveillance camera continued to play, and after Chu Yao left the laundry room, another petite figure rushed in.

She ordered the servants to leave arrogantly, and then poured a small bottle of green liquid into Chu Mingyou's laundry detergent.

"You know what it is, don't you?" asked the count.

Mugwort juice.

Chu Wanying had lived with him under the same roof for eighteen years, how could she not know that she was severely allergic to mugwort.

When I was a child during the Dragon Boat Festival, my skin immediately became red and swollen after just a slight touch.

No wonder his clothes had a vaguely wonderful fragrance that day.

The servants were obedient to Chu Wanying, so this frame-up was bound to happen.

Thinking back on the many times he scolded Chu Yao, how many times was it just because of some innocuous little things, and how many times was someone obstructing him?

Chu Mingyou's breathing was a little heavier, and the wounds on his body were still aching, but he didn't dare to think about how heartbroken Chu Yao must have been when he heard those cynicism.

Just because she didn't fit the elegant image in her fantasy, she often made rude remarks, making her unable to hold her head up in front of everyone.

That was the sister he had never dreamed of getting.

"Why, don't you regret it?" the count asked in an exaggerated tone. "Weren't you just saying, 'Who cares about her? She's just a sister who doesn't understand any rules and only causes trouble'? You Don’t worry, I’m not as blind as you, mistaking the pearl for the eye of a fish, I will treat her well.”

The count did not wait for Chu Mingyou to answer, and Chu Mingyou cut off the contact between him.

He sneered and said: "Hey, what a coward, you can't even accept the truth."