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"Feng, you have to promise Mommy that no matter what, you won't let anyone know that you have a pair of blue eyes. From today onwards, Mommy won't be able to stay by your side. You have to listen to Aunt Mei's words and be obedient."

The woman choked and handed her three-year-old son to a young woman beside her.

"Ying, don't worry, I will treat Little Feng as my son. Although I cannot let him live in the Wen family, I will arrange for him to live with Little Fei."

The woman who was called Aunt Mei comforted her.

"Sister Mei, I'll leave the wind to you."

The woman looked at her son, unwilling to part with him. The pain of being separated was completely displayed on her face.

"Mom, where are you going?"

the little boy asked, tugging at his mother's hem.

"Feng Er, you have to be good. Mom has to leave for a while and will be back soon to pick you up."

The women crouched down, and the boy hugged and hugged.

The little boy nodded and watched his mother leave without a single cry.

This boy was an illegitimate child. His mother's surname was Lan and her full name was Lan Yufeng. Even the Aunt Mei who had accepted him didn't know who his father was.

Although she and Lanying were good sisters, she didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't ask anymore.

Fortunately, this child was similar to her son. Taking him in was not a big deal.

"Aunt Mei, my eyes are not comfortable, can I not wear my glasses?"

The little boy rubbed his eyes.

"Little Feng, be good. Don't rub it, let auntie see."

The woman crouched down and looked at the child's red eyes. She felt her heart ache for him.

A three year old child with healthy eyes, yet he had to wear contact lenses. She had also asked Red Cherry about it. Red Cherry only said that her blue eyes would bring about a fatal disaster for him, but did not explain anything.

She knew that Red Cherry mother and son were almost killed not long ago, but no matter how she asked, she refused to say.

Now that Hong Ying had left, she could only pray for her safety and take good care of her son.

She took the child to an empty house and asked several people to take care of the child. A few days later, she and her son moved in.

If a woman could never marry a good man in her entire life, then she was destined to suffer for the rest of her life. If Hong Ying was like this, so was she.

Fifteen years later …

It was still the same room, except that it no longer had a hostess.

The woman that Lan Yufeng had called Aunt Mei had left for more than ten years. The only people living in this house now were him and Aunt Mei's son, Wen Yi Fei.

They were the only two men in the room now, and they had all the workers removed years ago, except for the hourly workers who were hired to clean the place every week.

The beautiful little boy from fifteen years ago had now grown into a handsome and handsome youth.

The blue eyes that had once descended were replaced by black, and the face revealed an unruly and arrogant look.

Not far from him sat another boy. He looked cold, but his beautiful eyes made people want to get close to him.

"Yi, I plan to go to America. I've already approved the application for the school. What about you?"

Lan Yufeng lazily lied down on the sofa, her eyes looking at the ceiling as she spoke.

"Old Wen forbid me to leave."

The simple words were filled with a cold aura.

"Yi, you can't even wrench your arm above the thigh. You're too strong for Old Man Wen. Give up. Just give up."

Lan Yufeng pulled her pillow behind her and finally sat up.

"That's impossible. The moment my mother left, he no longer had the authority to care about me."

Wen Yi Fei's ice-cold voice was filled with pain and hatred.

"As for the matters of the adults, we will never understand. Yi, it must be because of this reason that you told others that we are the same sex, love, and so on, right?"

Lan Yufeng stared at Wen Yifei with a smile on his face.

"Don't always talk about me, what about yours? Have you found out who you are? "

Wen Yi Fei frowned slightly. He didn't like mentioning old man Wen because he had never admitted that he was his son.

"I'm an orphan now. My mother gave me to your mother fifteen years ago, and I can't see anyone. I can't even see their corpses. So what if I find them? Just like you, I won't admit it. In this life, my only surname is Lan."

The lazy expression on Lan Yufeng's face disappeared and was replaced with an even colder rage than Wen Yi Fei's.

"Haven't you found out the reason for all these years?"

"So what if I find out? Even if I know that my mother was murdered, I don't have the ability to avenge her. Moreover, I feel that this was planted by her herself."

Lan Yufeng concealed the anger in her heart as she spoke.

"You found the murderer?"

Wen Yi Fei looked up in astonishment.

"Yes, she is the wife of Count Field, the current president of the British National Assembly. A dozen years ago, she wanted to kill me, but my mother died on my behalf."

Lan Yufeng said with a slightly hoarse voice.

"Are you an English aristocrat?"

Wen Yi Fei was even more shocked. Now he finally understood why Lan Yufeng's mother kept telling him not to let anyone see his blue eyes.

"I'm just an illegitimate child. My surname is Lan."

Lan Yufeng stood up, walked to the bar, and poured herself a cocktail.

"Can you really bear it?"

Wen Yi Fei asked as he looked at Lan Yufeng, who was borrowing the wine to hide her true feelings.

Could he really not care about the enmity of killing his mother? If it was him, he would definitely make his opponent pay double the price.

"Even if I can't bear it, I have to. I know very well that I don't have the ability to fight against her."

Lan Yufeng said as she drank half a cup of wine.

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to seek revenge. You might be able to make a trip to England, at least to get to know more about it."

Wen Yi Fei suggested.

"Put yourself in the enemy's mouth?"

Lan Yufeng finished the wine in her cup and said with a self-deprecating tone.

"No, it's been fifteen years. They might not still remember you, and even if they did, they might not have thought of that. Don't you want to see the man who gave you life?"

Wen Yi Fei stood up and walked over to the bar. He made two cups of blue wine for his friends and himself.

"You're right. After a few years, I will take the college entrance exam. Since I'm not going to participate, I'll just treat it as a tourist."

Lan Yufeng and Wen Yi Fei clinked their cups.

"Maybe you can go to Cambridge and learn from it and investigate it and find out who's the best."

Wen Yi Fei said with a smile.

"Indeed, it is a good doctrine."

Lan Yufeng smiled. There was nothing better than a student's identity. That woman would absolutely not think that he was right under her nose.

"I wish you all the best."

The two of them smiled at each other and drank their wine.

Eighteen years old, their life had only just begun. Other than studying, what they needed to do was to let themselves grow and avenge their mother.

In this world, there was both love and hate. Since there was hatred, then he had to release it.

A week later, the day after Lan Yufeng's eighteenth birthday, he boarded a plane to London.

When he first arrived in London, he had been busy for almost a month because he was unfamiliar with the place and had applied for a school.

When she first arrived in London, Lan Yufeng wasn't in a hurry to find out everything about that woman.

The Field family was quite famous throughout Europe. They were in the banking industry, but in recent years they had begun to move into politics.

The man who had given him his life, Nathan Field, was now president of the Council, and he had to admit that the man had the charm of attracting women.

Putting aside the rings of light on his body, his appearance was already quite attractive to women.

However, he was a bit old, and an old man in his fifties would probably be replaced by a new disciple when the term ended.

Before entering the academy, Lan Yufeng had arranged her affairs, rented a house, checked in, and even found a job.

He didn't have much hope in the beginning, but he didn't expect to succeed.

After school started, Lan Yufeng received a notice that he would be coming to the Field's house for Miss's Chinese tutoring three days a week.

This young lady's name was Cynthia. In fact, she could be considered Lan Yufeng's half-sister.

These were only a small part of Lan Yufeng's plan. First they would approach them, then they would find their weaknesses, and then they would break through them in one fell swoop.

Today was the first day he went to Field's house. Lan Yufeng had specially worn a pair of black-rimmed glasses to hide his domineering aura as well as half of her face.

Although his mother was Chinese, after seeing Nathan Field, Lan Yufeng had no doubt that she was related to him by blood.

A half-breed like him was at least eighty percent similar to the man.

If she took off her contact lens, everyone would be able to guess their relationship. No wonder that woman was so ruthless towards them.

The Fives drove directly to Cambridge, where they taught for an hour a day, but it took them an hour and a half to drive back and forth.

However, the rich shouldn't care about this, and Lan Yufeng naturally didn't care.

Even though he was an orphan, his mother had been prepared to open an account for him before he left. She could only use it when he was eighteen weeks old, which was why he didn't leave China until he was eighteen.

The first time I went to the Field house, there were only women, and it seemed as if all the men were gone.

"Mister Feng, this is the Countess."

The butler brought Lan Yufeng forward and said to the middle-aged woman who was dressed very old-fashioned.

In order to prevent others from guessing, Lan Yufeng directly reversed her name and even removed her surname.

"Countess."

Lan Yufeng coldly replied.

"This is the young lady, this is the young lady."

The housekeeper introduced the golden-haired beauty to Lan Yufeng. She looked very mature, and didn't seem like a 17-year-old girl at all.

This time, Lan Yufeng did not speak, but only nodded slightly.

"Master Feng, the housekeeper should have explained the situation to you. This is my daughter. Your study place is the first room on the left side of the third floor. She will rest for twenty minutes from five until six twenty."

The Countess sized up Lan Yufeng very seriously.

Seeing the way he was dressed, he seemed to be quite satisfied, so he didn't say anything more.

Lan Yufeng nodded and followed the butler to the third floor. As for Cynthia, she unhappily followed behind him. Her footsteps were especially loud, as if she was doing this on purpose.

"Cynthia, don't make me angry."

As expected, halfway to the first floor, the Countess coldly shouted at her daughter.

"Mommy, you're so annoying. That won't do, that won't do. What's the point of living."

Cynthia said defiantly.

"Shut up. From today onwards, if you can't learn 500 Chinese characters in a month, don't think about leaving your home in the future."

The Countess shouted coldly.

Lan Yufeng didn't have any good impression of this woman. It wasn't because of her seriousness today, but because she had killed his mother.

On the first day of class, Lan Yufeng did not run around, but patiently taught Cynthia to recognize Chinese characters.

On the first day, Lan Yufeng had already indicated that as long as she could accomplish her goal a month ago, he could consider letting her relax in this house without having to sit in a proper chair or even be a lady. She could even play with her.

This girl actually enjoyed herself very much. She had learned more than twenty words on the first day. The words were not bad.

About half an hour later, a maid knocked on the door and brought snacks.