Royal Ruler

Prologues

It was raining heavily when a beautiful 27 or 28-year-old woman brought a 5 or 6-year-old boy to kneel before the iron gate of a luxurious villa.

The woman was named Zhao Meiling, and she had come from a remote village. Six years ago, she had brought her hopes and dreams to enter university here, but she never expected that she would meet a man who would change everything for her. This man was the most famous hedonistic young master of Beitang City .. Li Zhe!

Back then, Zhao Meiling and Li Zhe had attended the same campus, and Li Zhe had set his sights on her after meeting her. After which, he crazily chased after her, using all sorts of methods and tricks to seduce her.

Zhao Meiling was a simple and innocent girl who had just come to town, how could she resist courting from an expert? He had given her not only his body but also his whole heart for her. However, after Li Zhe got tired of him, he ruthlessly threw it away.

Afterwards, Zhao Meiling learned that she was pregnant. She decided to give birth to the child and quarreled with her family over this.

After the child was born, Zhao Meiling wanted to raise it herself. However, after five years, as he was diagnosed with a deadly disease and his body became very weak, he knew that he did not have many more years. He decided to send the child to the Li family so that he could experience fatherly love and have a better life. That way, he would be happy even if he died.

However, he was coldly rejected by the Li family, who claimed that the child did not belong to the Li family. Thus, Zhao Meiling and the boy could only kneel before the iron gate and beg bitterly.

At this moment, the iron gate slowly opened, and a few people holding umbrellas walked out. The man in the lead looked very similar to the boy, he was the boy's father, Li Zhe.

"It! This amount of money will be enough for you to live well, you dirty woman, "said Li Zhe as he frowned and held out a check to Zhao Meiling.

Zhao Meiling shook her head and looked at Li Zhe, saying, “Zhe, you have to accept Fu'Er, he's your son! "

"Absolutely not!" Li Zhe immediately refused before coldly saying, "Do you want money or not?"

Zhao Meiling's tears covered her entire face, and she shook her head.

Li Zhe coldly clucked and threw a check towards Zhao Meiling before turning to leave.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Meiling grabbed Li Zhe's leg and begged him, “Zhe, Fu is really your son. You have to bring her in, my body … "

Pa!

Seeing his mother being hit, the boy quickly ran over and grabbed Li Zhe's leg, shouting in his soft voice, "Dad, don't hit the mami!"

In reality, the boy never knew who his father was, and his mother had never mentioned him before. Recently Zhao Meiling showed the boy a picture of his father, and he was so excited that he jumped up and down.

However, at this moment, he could not understand why his father did not want his mother and beat her up.

Li Zhe looked at the boy who was holding his leg with a look of disdain and kicked him away, shouting, "Who is your father, you son of a bitch!"

The boy was sent flying and fell to the ground, and he curled up to the fetal position. She wrapped her hands around her stomach with this – pain expression far exceeded what a 5-year-old boy could experience, and he could not stop the huge tears streaming down his face.

A shocked expression appeared on Zhao Meiling's face, and she let go of Li Zhe to pick up the little boy. He asked in a concerned tone, "Fu, are you okay?"

The boy saw how worried his mother looked, and he forced his tears as he nodded.

Li Zhe looked at his mother and son and walked through the gate. A manager with slightly grayish hair took the check and handed it to Zhao Meiling, saying sympathetically, "You better take it."

Zhao Meiling shook her head and carried the boy as she slowly walked away in the rain.

The manager watched the mother and son leave and sighed deeply as he locked the gate before walking back.

Four years later, before Zhao Meiling died, he called the 9-year-old to the side of the bed. He gently stroked her head and smiled as he said in a weak voice, "Fu'Er, make sure you study hard and get a good job in the future. Don't hate your Li family or your father. Can you promise me that? "

The boy held back the cries as he nodded solemnly.

Seeing the boy nod so seriously, a peaceful smile lingered on Zhao Meiling's face as she slowly closed her eyes forever.