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"Child, this will be your room from now on."

The dean's voice was very gentle.

"Try to get along well with your roommates!"

Lin Yuan raised his head, looked at the kind-faced woman in front of him, and then his gaze swept across the room.

The walls were mottled, but the room was generally clean.

He smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Headmistress!"

Looking at the child, seeing his shy smile, Zhang Wensang felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

He was abandoned by his own mother.

This child must be feeling very sad.

She couldn't understand how that woman could be so cruel.

Those are her own flesh and blood!

Thinking of this, Zhang Wensang couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pat the little guy's head.

"Let's go pick out a bed."

Her tone became increasingly gentle.

"Wait a moment, I'll arrange for one of the older sisters who works to help you pack."

Lin Yuan's gaze swept across the room again.

The room wasn't big, about 100 square meters.

The mottled walls and rusty iron beds speak volumes about the dire situation of this orphanage.

There were three beds in the room, all of them bunk beds.

The only empty one is the one on the far right.

It was far from the window, huddled in a corner, with no one above or below it.

Lin Yuan chose the lower bunk without hesitation.

He pointed with his finger.

"Headmistress, I want that bed!"

"Okay! Good!"

Zhang Wensang immediately agreed.

"I'll send someone to clean up for you right away. You can rest here for a while."

"Okay! Yes, Director Mama!"

Hearing Lin Yuan's obedient reply, the dean's face once again showed a kind smile.

She turned and left, gently closing the somewhat dilapidated door behind her.

The door was completely shut.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the obedient smile on his face vanished instantly.

Pretending to be a child is a bit tiring.

He looked around the somewhat dimly lit room again.

On the other beds were some dolls and toys.

He immediately realized that there were two girls and two boys living in the room.

Including him, there are five people in total.

The room wasn't crowded.

After all, they were all orphans, and they had very little to possess.

Just as Lin Yuan was taking in his new surroundings, outside the orphanage...

Tang Xin and Lin Haicheng were standing on a zebra crossing not far away.

With countless enormous chimneys spewing smoke, the entire city seemed shrouded in a hazy, gray fog.

A beam of light approached from afar, piercing through the gray fog.

A black sedan with sleek lines appeared silently in front of the mother and child.

The car pulled over to the side of the road.

Tang Xin held Lin Haicheng's hand and unconsciously tightened her grip.

The sadness in her eyes quickly faded, replaced by a layer of ice.

Yuan'er, don't blame your mother for being heartless.

She murmured in her heart.

If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being just an ordinary citizen.

You do not have the bloodline of a noble family, so you can never become an Awakened One.

You can't escape this quagmire.

This world is just that unfair.

Some people are born in Rome.

Some people are destined to become beasts of burden.

If people like us want to climb the ladder, we have to give up some things!

Tang Xin's gaze grew increasingly resolute, and not a trace of remorse could be seen in her eyes anymore.

The car door slowly opened.

A tall and handsome man walked down.

The man's gaze first fell on Tang Xin's slender figure, and then moved to Lin Haicheng's face.

"Is this the son you bore for me?"

A satisfied smile curved his lips.

"Just like me!"

"Brother Jiajun!"

Tang Xin stared at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, her eyes glazed over, and she was instantly lost in memories.

It was a chance encounter.

One morning, as she was leaving for work, she passed through an alley and saw a man lying at the intersection.

For reasons unknown, she did not call the police department.

She quietly brought the man home and took good care of him.

The man woke up with amnesia.

He asked her who he was.

She lied as if possessed.

She said she was his wife.

Thus began a unique cohabitation life for them.

Years later, the man left his child and mysteriously disappeared.

During that time, she felt lost and in pain.

After all, she was truly happy when she was with him.

Although the man had amnesia, he was extremely considerate towards her.

He was incredibly strong, and could handle anything in the lower city, from carrying bricks to doing manual labor, with ease.

Her life gradually improved as a result.

With the arrival of their child, everything was progressing in the direction she longed for.

But in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared.

Everything was brought back to its original state.

Life must go on.

In order to take care of her lover's child, she had to marry a young man who was pursuing her at the time.

That person was Lin Yuan's father.

Her life has once again plunged into a quagmire.

This time, she wouldn't let this only chance slip away.

From the moment she saved this man, she had a vague feeling that he was extraordinary.

Zhao Jiahui shifted his gaze from Lin Haicheng and looked back at Tang Xin.

Although the woman looked somewhat weathered, she was still beautiful.

A gentle smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Xin Xin, long time no see!"

"Brother Jiajun, I miss you so much!"

After Tang Xin finished speaking, she let go of Lin Haicheng's small hand and suddenly threw herself into the man's arms.

She suppressed her sobs and began to cry.

Zhao Jiahui gently patted her trembling back.

"Alright, alright, it's all over now."

His voice carried a soothing quality.

"I've come back this time to take you and your son to the upper district to live a better life."

He paused, then added.

"Also, my name is Zhao Jiahui now. When we get back to the family, don't call me by the wrong name, or the old man will be unhappy."

"Um... Jia... Brother Hui."

Tang Xin murmured in his arms, then raised her red eyes.

"Brother Jia Hui, why did you leave me back then? Do you know how I've been all these years? I've thought about you day and night!"

"I know. That's why I couldn't wait to come and find you as soon as I finished dealing with family matters."

Zhao Jiahui abruptly changed the subject, his tone turning cold.

"By the way, did you get rid of that bastard child?"

"Let me tell you, now is not the time to be soft-hearted. The family can accept you and my child, but it absolutely cannot accept a commoner bastard without noble blood!"

Tang Xin's body stiffened slightly as she lay in Zhao Jiahui's arms.

That stiffness lasted only a moment.

As if she had made up her mind, her body slowly went limp again.

"It's been taken care of."

Her voice was muffled.

"I sent him to an orphanage, hoping he can live a good life from now on."

A strange smile appeared on Zhao Jiahui's face.

"She truly is my little woman."

He put his arm around Tang Xin and turned to walk into the car.

"Let's go then!"

He didn't look at Lin Haicheng even once more, as if the child didn't exist.

Once inside the car, Tang Xin looked at Lin Haicheng, who was still standing there in a daze, and couldn't help but wave.

Lin Haicheng then belatedly got into the car.

The car slowly started and drove away from the foggy neighborhood.

In the orphanage.

Lin Yuan watched as the two girls made up his bed.

They were about seventeen or eighteen years old and moved quickly.

After tidying up, Lin Yuan thanked them and then slowly walked towards his bed.

He has nothing to do right now, and he doesn't want to go out and play with a group of children.

He was going to take a nap.

This body is still a child's body after all. It got up early in the morning and walked two miles, so it was already quite tired.

Seeing the new child lie down and fall asleep, the two girls exchanged a glance and silently left the room.

A deep sleepiness washed over me.

The look in Lin Yuan's eyes gradually changed.

First, it was pitch black.

Then, suddenly, it lit up again.