William sat by the roadside, his body stained with the cold outside, feeling cold all over, only the cat in his arms brought some warmth.
Just at this moment, Philip called again.
"What do you want exactly?"
"William, I suggest you be obedient. If you go home quietly, I can consider letting my people leave, and you will still have the chance to come back to this house in the future."
"..."
"William, my patience is limited. You should know that it would be very easy for me to destroy this building..."
William's fingertips turned white from clenching his fists.
He hung up the phone.
William stood up and walked a few more steps.
The streets were bustling with traffic and people, and he felt a bit dazed.
His hands were so cold they were numb.
William gave a self-mocking smile.
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Top villa area in City A.
"Young master, you're back." Brad saw the injuries on William's face and body and said, "Young master, how did you get so many injuries?"
William looked up at him, not answering his question, but instead said, "Is he inside?"
"Young master, do you mean the master? Having dinner with the lady and the young master."
William hummed and pushed the door open.
Philip fed a spoonful to Ashley's mouth, watched him eat it, and said, "Ashley is so well-behaved."
"Mom, brother is back."
"William."
Philip didn't even look up, speaking to the two, "Don't pay attention to him."
William walked straight to the dining table, expressionlessly watching Philip feed a child with no blood relation to him, and said, "Make your people leave."
Philip put down his chopsticks and looked up at him, "Is that how you speak to your father?"
William didn't speak. He heard his phone beep and took out his phone to see a message from Ellie asking if the dumplings were delicious.
He typed a few words: Delicious.
"William, where is your manners and upbringing?"
Seeing William keep his head down and not speak while looking at his phone, Philip snatched the phone from his hand and threw it on the ground.
William looked at the phone shattered on the ground.
He squatted down to pick up his phone.
Philip couldn't stand his appearance and kicked the phone on the ground.
William looked at the phone kicked away, stood up, and looked at the man in front of him, smiling with some sarcasm.
"Huh."
William looked at the man in front of him with amusement and said, "Father? Manners and upbringing? I only know that since the day grandma passed away, I will never forgive you."
Philip stood up, looking at his injuries on his face and body, and said word by word, piercing William's heart: "You are my offspring, no matter how much you hate me, you are still my offspring, you have my blood flowing in your veins. With your poor grades and only good at fighting, without being affiliated with me, you are nothing but trash."
He said, "William, you are nothing but trash."
William's hand, picking up the phone, paused.
He stuffed the shattered phone into his pocket.
He didn't care that the phone screen cut his hand.
Yes.
He was trash.
How dare to profane the moonlight?
This farce should come to an end.
He had disturbed her for a long time.
He was the rotten mud in the ditch, should live in the dark all his life, rotting and stinking.
And she, such a beautiful existence.
Was never meant to be with him.
The dream should wake up.
It was time to wake up.
Ashley had never seen Philip like this and was scared to tears.
Philip bent down to rub his head and said softly, "Ashley don't cry, did it scare you?"
"So scary, wuwu."
Philip looked at Scarlett and said gently, "Take him upstairs first."
Scarlett hesitated, looking at William and said, "But..."
"You take him upstairs first."
Scarlett took Ashley's hand and went upstairs, Ashley was still crying, held in her arms.
"Ashley don't cry, don't cry."
William watched all this, feeling it was glaring and ironic.
So why have him?
Since they don't like him, don't want him, why let him appear?
Why give birth to him and then not want him.
He was the superfluous one.
His existence was ridiculous.
Philip looked at him and said, "I saw your final grades, you are not cut out for studying, no matter how hard you try, it's useless."
William looked at him coldly.
"Stay at home and I will arrange the company's affairs for you."
"I'm not interested in your damn company."
Philip laughed upon hearing this and said, "I didn't plan to let you take over in the future. I will leave you five percent of the company's shares, and the rest will go to Ashley. You just need to assist him in the future."
William found his words somewhat ridiculous. After listening to him, he smiled sarcastically, "I don't want your shares, and why do you think I would pave the way for others?"
"Because I can raze that old house to the ground at any time."
William's molars were almost crushed, he looked at the man in front of him, his hands clenched and creaking: "Philip, touch your conscience, are you still human? Do you have any filial piety in your heart?
Grandma kept calling your name before she passed away, but she didn't wait for you to come back. And she, already married and had a child with someone else, just a small fever, and you flew to another city to see her. Grandma died with her eyes open, leaving with regret."
Xu Yanyu had no guilt on his face, just said, "I'm sorry I missed it."
William really wanted to cut open his heart to see if there was anything in his heart besides Scarlett.
"Why can't I see a bit of your guilt? That's the house grandma left me. Why are you stepping on it? Why? You threaten me with this, do you have a heart at all? Do you have grandma in your heart?"
Philip looked at him and said, "William, this is not the attitude you should speak to me with."
"Don't talk to me about attitude. I see you're quite happy raising other people's children. Hahaha, if you're so kind, why not raise all the children in the orphanage? Since you choose to have a child but not raise it, why have me? Why do I have to exist? Tell me why?"
The young man's veins bulged, shouting at the man in front of him, seemingly wanting to vent all his grievances over the years.
"That's your mother's child, and it's my child."
William was furious, "She is not my mom."
Upon hearing this, Philip raised his hand to slap William's face, but William blocked it.
William glared at him.
Philip looked at William and said, "You are nothing but a failed experiment. Without her, you are nothing to me. Even though you have my blood flowing in your veins, you are still nothing to me."
William trembled with anger, "So why do I exist?"
"I said, you are just a failed experiment."