"Are you angry?" Alex asked.
Wu Xiufan looked at alex's gentle face, his heart aching uncontrollably. If he hadn't personally revealed the truth, it was possible that no one would have ever known what kind of suffering he'd previously had to endure. For almost two years, Alex was treated as a person infected with the Mental Virus; for almost two years. For those two years, he'd never revealed his own bitter experiences, silently accepting everything his family did to him. In the end, he even tried to comply with his previous commitment, wanting to shoulder the burdensome responsibilities of being the family heir.
He didn't even realize that, since the moment he became a covenantor, no one still considered him the heir. His father ignored him, his stepmother tried to entrap him, his little brother repeatedly tried to humiliate him.
Little Alex, how stupid are you? How pitiful is the existence of a covenantor?
