Chapter 761


    It was already in the afternoon, but there was no light in the room. It was gloomy and depressing.


    The young girl walked in with light footsteps. She pulled the curtains open, and the light from the sky


    shone in. The heavy smell of alcohol in the room also dispersed a little. She held her arms and looked


    at the man sitting on the carpet. ”... Did you drink all nightst night?"


    "No." Bud''s voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still cold. "What are you doing here?"


    N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    "I saw that advertisement screen yesterday and thought that you might..." She raised her eyebrows and


    said, "Not feel too good, so I came to see you."


    She opened the stic bag she brought and took out the warm food inside. She asked, "Are you


    touched? Only your sister will bring you food at this time. Wow, it''s the soup I like."


    Bud stood up, sat down at the dining table, and began to eat in silence. The girl held her chin and


    asked, "Have you received any news?"


    "What?"


    "I guess you don''t know yet." The girl sighed and said, "Harold found Leo."


    Bud froze for a moment, and then he lowered his eyshes and said in a low voice, "Did Leo


    confess?"


    "It''s not like you don''t know about Harold''s methods." The girl shrugged her shoulders and said, "I just


    don''t know how much did Leo confess. It''s not easy to deal with the people around Harold. So far, we


    haven''t received any new news."


    Bud thought for a moment and said, "It doesn''t matter if he knows. We won''t suffer too much."


    "But mother..." The girl was a little hesitant. "You also know that she has been in a bad mood recently."


    "... Did she hit you?" Bud looked up at the girl and frowned slightly. "I told you not to look for her at such


    a moment."


    "Didn''t you say that you don''t care about me?" The girl smiled cunningly. "Look, you still care about me


    a little, although we are not connected by blood..."


    She paused and smiled. "But we grew up together."


    "Connected by blood." Bud repeated, and then said, "The bloodline is actually useless. It will only


    be a chain to bind a person, and tame him from a person to a dog."


    When he said this, the poppy pattern on the side of his face seemed to be absorbed by his blood in the


    soft sunshine, prating into his skin and adding a bit of enchantment between his delicate eyebrows.


    It looked extremely beautiful and frightening at the same time.


    The youngdy''s eyesnded on the extended poppy flower petals. After a long time had passed, she


    said, "When I find it hard to understand Mother, I would think of the suffering she experienced. Perhaps


    many years ago, she already went mad, all for the sake of surviving that will."


    It suddenly urred to Bud that one night, he had just returned from outside, and there was a pungent


    smell of blood on his body. There was no light in the room, but the moonlight was very bright,


    illuminating a corner of the European living room. There was a pile of information on the white sofa in a


    mess. The woman, wrapped in a shawl, stood in front of the round window. Her figure was thin, and the


    diamond grid on the window was like an iron railing in prison, trapping her and isting her from


    freedom.


    Then she turned her head and looked at him quietly for a while before asking, "Did you get it settled?"


    "Yes," Bud responded, but there was nothing to say between him and the woman. He turned around


    and was about to go upstairs, but the woman said, "Come here."