The next day, Xu Nuonuo got up very early.

She changed into the loose-fitting top that contained the sleeping pills and groped her way to the kitchen.

Qiao Xiu was preparing breakfast inside, still wearing a formal suit, which made his busy figure in the kitchen seem a little out of place.

"Let me do it." Xu Nuonuo stepped forward and spoke.

"No, it's almost ready," Qiao Xiu smiled at Xu Nuonuo, "Help me take the oatmeal out."

"Okay." Xu Nuonuo nodded.

There were only two bowls of oatmeal, and only two sets of tableware.

Xu Nuonuo stood beside the dining table in the restaurant, feeling increasingly uneasy after being anxious all night.

She pulled the thread of her sleeve and glanced at the kitchen from the corner of her eye. Qiao Xiu was slowly putting pancakes on the plate with a focused look on his face.

He seemed not to notice her little action.

The sleeping pill powder successfully fell into one of the bowls of oatmeal porridge. Xu Nuonuo sat opposite with the other bowl and stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit.

She had no appetite, but her countless experiences of escaping death told her that—

Physical strength is key at all times.

Fragrant pancakes, crispy ham, golden fried eggs... are served on the table one after another.

Qiao Xiu pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Where's Sarah? Why doesn't she come for breakfast?" Xu Nuonuo asked impatiently.

Qiao Xiu put a fried egg on his plate.

"She's still sleeping and won't wake up for a while. Let's eat first."

"Oh……"

The knife and fork touched each other, and Joe finished the fried eggs on the plate slowly and gracefully, and then ate a few pancakes and ham.

Xu Nuonuo's heart beat faster and faster as she looked forward to seeing Qiao Xiu eating the bowl of oatmeal porridge with sleeping pills.

But Qiao Xiu seemed to have no intention of drinking oatmeal at all. He stood up, walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of milk.

"Would you like some milk later?" Xu Nuonuo couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I'm used to drinking a glass of milk after breakfast." Qiao Xiu turned his head and looked at Xu Nuonuo with a faint smile.

"Would you like a drink? I saw you drank a large glass before going to bed last night. You seem to like drinking milk."

"I...thank you."

Qiao Xiu placed the milk in front of Xu Nuonuo and asked, "Do you want to heat it up?"

"no need."

Xu Nuonuo's mind was not here at all. She stared at Qiao Xiu's figure without moving. After seeing Qiao Xiu sit down, she still did not touch the bowl of oatmeal porridge.

She didn't quite understand why Qiao Xiu cooked two bowls of oatmeal if he didn't drink it?

Could it be that he discovered it when I gave him the drug just now?

Then why didn't he question it?

Xu Nuonuo was a little annoyed for a moment, and took a few sips of the milk. Sarah was right, she was really not suitable for this kind of thing...

The restaurant fell into deathly silence, and even time seemed to have stopped.

After a long time, Qiao Xiu put down the glass in his hand and spoke calmly.

"Blood Wolf is dead."

! ! ! !

These four simple words came out of Qiao Xiu's mouth gently, but they were like an ancient bell or four heavy bombs, exploding in Xu Nuonuo's mind.

Xu Nuonuo raised her head in astonishment, "What did you say?"

Qiao Xiu looked at Xu Nuonuo's eyes which turned red in an instant. Her beautiful long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and were soon wetted by the thick mist.

The falling tears are like strings of pearls, like pear blossoms in the rain, which makes people feel pity.

But what is she sad about?

Qiao Xiu tightened his knuckles as he held the milk.

"Blood Wolf died on the battlefield in Syria. You don't have to run away anymore, and you don't have to go to Xia."

"You are indeed 'Dark'."

Xu Nuonuo couldn't stop the tears from flowing, and she also lost the ability to think.

She had no intention of playing tricks with Qiao Xiu anymore. The only thing left in her mind was the words "Mu Ningchi is dead" repeating over and over again.

"Yes, I am 'Dark'."

Qiao Xiu took a sip of the milk elegantly, "Xu Nuonuo, shall I tell you a story?"

There was a little boy who was born in an orphanage in a remote area of ​​​​Shenston.

When he was three years old, he was fortunately adopted by a loving couple and became a member of their family. The boy felt unprecedented love and warmth.

And officially got a name——

Johugh Edmund.

The couple's life was not well-off. The husband was a pastry chef and the wife was a typical housewife.

But they poured all their love and care into Joe Xu, nurturing him until he was seven years old.

Seven-year-old Joe Xiu was taken away by a strange and mysterious man, brought to this stone house, and taken to the slaughterhouse that created his nightmare.

The man asked him, "What do you like most?"

He said he loved his mother the most...

Then he was tied to a small chair, unable to move at all, his eyes staring straight ahead.

His mother was dragged out of another room screaming by the man's hair and thrown onto the slaughter table.

The man walked to the torture table, selected an extremely sharp knife, approached his mother step by step, raised it without hesitation, and stabbed her fiercely.

Blood spurted out, splattering the entire room.

Then the man went crazy and slashed at his mother with his knife again and again. With every slash, his mother let out a shrill scream.

He could only watch helplessly, feeling hopeless and helpless. He wanted to shout loudly to stop the man's violence, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

Tears blurred his eyes, he was frightened to the point of incontinence, and his world completely collapsed from that day on.

When the man stopped, his mother's body had become fragments and no longer human.

The man looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a hideous smile on his face.

And he fell into endless darkness...

He learned about his identity from the man. He was just a tool that walked alone and was not allowed to see the light of day. He was a substitute that could be wiped out at any time. He didn't even have the right to choose to live.

For the next sixteen years, he was ostensibly the lawyer son that Kevin was proud of, Joshua Edmund.

Secretly, it was the Higdon family's backup heir, Josh Higdon.

During these sixteen years, he went through countless extremely brutal training sessions to improve his physical fitness and stamina, but at the same time he had to give up all his cares and joys.

Even when he had a crush on a girl, he didn't dare show it. He could only secretly bring her back to show his father under the pretext of helping her find a job.

They were both of the pure blood of the Higdon family, so he didn't understand why he did so well and was so cold-hearted.

In order to prove himself, he can even take the initiative to erase the things he cares about, but he is still not favored.

On the other hand, Sperry opposed the family at every turn, resisted unnecessarily, and fought silently, but was forgiven again and again because of Mr. Wall's favoritism.

In the end, he simply hid abroad and didn't even go back home, and no one dared to propose to give up training Sperry.

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