The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 33 [Fan Wai · Song Jiaran] (1)

Song Jiaran's family was very happy when he was a child.

He is the only child in the family, and his parents poured all their love and care into him.

However, when he was 7 years old, his father suddenly brought home a child who he said was a homeless child adopted from an orphanage.

The child was a little younger than him, standing timidly behind his father and looking at him.

The little Song Jiaran was also a little curious, blinking at the child who was about to become his younger brother, but didn't see his mother behind him, his face suddenly turned pale.

Song Jiaran felt that having a younger brother was relatively new.

So when his younger brother wanted to enter his room to play, he was not very happy, but he would try his best to take out his toys and share them with him.

Fortunately, his younger brother is also very sensible. He follows him every day, pulling his clothes and calling him brother.

Song Jiaran was completely unaware of the complicated expression on his mother's face when she watched him get along with that younger brother every day.

Gradually, however, he began to notice something was wrong.

His mother began to go abroad frequently to work, and every time she came back in a hurry, she just told him to study hard.

then.

He found that the cabinets in his room gradually became empty, and all kinds of toy models, books and other things were gradually transferred to his brother's room.

When my father came back from a business trip occasionally, he always only brought gifts for his younger brother, and then said to him earnestly: "Xiao Ran, you have grown up and don't need gifts anymore, just give these to your younger brother."

Song Jiaran didn't care about those gifts, but he found that his father's eyes were less and less on him.

He turned his head slightly, and saw his younger brother sitting across the dining table, showing admiration for his father while curling up one corner of his lips at him with a nasty smile.

It wasn't until Song Jiaran turned over the DNA test sheet in her mother's bedroom that she suddenly understood all the reasons.

He quietly walked back to his room with the DNA test sheet, and met the so-called younger brother in the corridor.

The younger brother showed a smug smile: "As long as it is something you like, it will belong to me in the end. Are you happy?"

Song Jiaran didn't speak, he just took the test sheet, went back to his room quietly, and called his mother.

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Song Jiaran contributed to the divorce of his parents.

The father took his younger brother away without hesitation and left him to his mother on the grounds that his mother could raise him alone.

On the other hand, his mother gave him a complicated look, left him a house and a lot of money, and then continued to go abroad to fight for his career, and would never come back once a year.

When Song Jiaran was 14 years old, he received bad news from his mother.

She was in a plane crash en route to France and died.

She left him all her property and property.

Song Jiaran was very calm when he heard the news.

After all, to him, it doesn't make much difference whether he has a mother or not.

It's just that he didn't want to take over those industries, but he had to take over.

There are no other relatives in the mother's family, and he is the only one. If he doesn't take over, the so-called father and "brother" may find a reason to take it.

Song Jiaran took care of those properties while studying, and spent several years in peace.

During this period, the "brother" kept trying to provoke him, and kept showing off his father's love for him in front of him.

Song Jiaran didn't feel anything about it, that man was nothing to him, and only this "brother" was holding it up and showing off like a treasure.

He has never said that he didn't care much about the toys and other things that were taken away by this "brother" when he was young. They were only used to fill the room, and if they were taken away, the room became empty. A little, not much difference.

He didn't have any attachments.

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(End of this chapter)