A two-year-old child has always had no memory, unless it is something that cannot be forgotten no matter how hard it is.
Ying Zijin looked up at the man standing in front of the tombstone, his eyes paused.
It's no wonder that Fu Yunshen has serious psychological barriers.
Let alone a child, such a thing, even an adult, will have deep sequelae.
The trauma caused by witnessing the death of a loved one is irreparable.
"So from that day on, he couldn't laugh or talk." Nie Yi said slowly, "Later he told me that in order to prevent him from forgetting, he would go through the scene at that time in his mind every day."
"He said that what a person can remember is limited, and if he wants revenge, he must not forget it."
"One day when he was three years old, Mr. Fu was locked in a secret room by nine-year-old Fu Yichen because his condition worsened." Nie Yi paused, "There were three poisonous snakes in that secret room. Three days later, when he came out, the poisonous snake died. but he was also badly injured."
A child who is only three years old has to hold a blade and learn how to fight.
Ying Zijin: "Fu Mingcheng's instruction?"
"Well, after all, Fu Yichen was young at the time, and there was no way to find poisonous snakes." Nie Yi was silent for a while, "So Mr. Fu found out later that he was so disabled that he couldn't protect him at Fu's house, so he contacted Mr. Mu. , and sent Yun Shen to the imperial capital."
"I met him in the ancient martial arts world. He was only five years old at the time, very young, and he was new to the ancient martial arts world. Many ancient martial artists looked down on him."
Nie Yi had never said so much at one time, so he slowed down a bit, and then continued: "Miss Ying may not know the style of conduct in the ancient martial arts world, where strength is only considered, even if someone is killed in a battle, it is normal. "
Ying Zijin nodded: "Yes, I know."
The ancient martial arts world has always been like this, just like the world of spiritual cultivation she has been in before.
There is a life-and-death struggle, and fists speak.
"He has no background in the ancient martial arts world, so he can only rely on himself." Nie Yi said, "Fortunately, his talent is very good. Even the recognized geniuses of the Lin family can't compare to him."
"At the age of seven, his lung was pierced and he almost died."
"At the age of nine, he went to experience training, and was injured again only an inch away from his heart, and was sent to the ancient medical circle overnight by Mr. Mu."
"At the age of ten, a twenty-year-old ancient warrior challenged him to the death."
"Thirteen¡¡"
Others spent their childhood in the company of their parents, but Fu Yunshen came out of life and death disasters again and again.
Ying Zijin was silent, his eyes trembling slightly: "No wonder."
No wonder Fu Yunshen carried that ointment with him.
Because every minute and every second of his childhood, he might be fatally injured, and he was on the verge of death all the time.
"When he was eighteen, he went back to the imperial capital, and the member of the direct line of the Meng family said in front of him that he was going to dig his mother's grave." Nie Yi said lightly, "Then he beat the direct line member into a cripple, He is still lying in the hospital to this day."
"But at that time, he already had enough strength. Mengjia didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only swallow this breath forcefully."
Ying Zijin tilted his head: "So when he left Huaguo, he actually left on his own initiative?"
"Yes." Nie Yi shook his head slightly, "The ancient martial arts world is too small to suit him."
"As for how he became the chief executive officer of ibi, and how he established the Venus Group, I don't know, so I can't tell Miss Ying."
Ying Zijin was still looking in the direction of the tombstone, his pupils flickering: "It's not necessary."
Although she can't calculate Fu Yunshen's past, present and future.
But after listening to what Nie Yi said, don't forget it.
Being able to go from nothing to today, Fu Yunshen has experienced darkness and pain that ordinary people can hardly imagine.
But he didn't live slowly with hostility, but was gentle like that.
"Miss Ying should have guessed it." Nie Yi took out a photo and handed it over, "His biological mother is Mr. Fu's daughter. In fact, he should be called Mr. Fu's grandfather."
"It's just that in order to protect him, Mr. Fu recorded him under the name of Fu Mingcheng and his wife."
The group of people twenty years ago were much more terrifying than the internal struggles of the Fu family.
Ying Zijin looked up and took it.
This is a group photo.
One of them she knew was Jiang Huaping.
It's just that Jiang Huaping on the photo needs toWhen something happened, he paused, stopped, took out his cell phone, and made a call.
The other side picked it up quickly, and carefully said: "Brother?"
The person who answered the phone was terrified.
Since Fu Yunshen returned to Shanghai, he only made two phone calls to him personally.
The first time, it was against the Jiang Group.
The second time was to save the Zhong Group.
All in all, a lot of money wasted.
Although he has a lot of money, his heart aches.
"The project of setting up a branch in Huaguo can be carried out." Fu Yunshen's words were very brief, his peach blossom eyes were cold, "shift the group's focus."
The international luxury brands under the Venus Group all have special counters and physical stores in Huaguo.
But these luxury brands cannot represent the entire Venus Group.
Venus Group has no branch in China.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a shocked voice came out: "Brother, are you finally going to clean up the Fu family?!"
Fu Yunshen's eyelashes drooped, and he smiled lightly: "Well, it's time to do it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com