Shenlian Wanyan’s & Helan Yuze’s Fantasy
[Shenlian Wanyan's Fantasy]
"Fifth young master, if you don't eat this meal, no one will give you food." The maid snorted coldly and rudely pushed the meal in front of the boy's face.
The boy with the purple eyes and purple hair looked at the cold food in front of him dully. It was just a bowl of cold rice and a piece of carrot.
He didn't eat, even if he was hungry.
"You're so stubborn! As a wild seed, what right do we have to refuse our patriarch's kindness?" The maid sneered as she left.
He didn't eat because he knew there was poison in the rice. This wasn't the first time that someone tried to kill him because his existence was like a nuisance to everyone in the Huang family.
His father, Huang Donghai, and his mother couldn't wait to kill him, but he guessed that they were too lazy to dirty their hands and kill him.