Chapter 464 - Xiaxia Isn’t My Biological Sister
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Sheng Yize said grimly, âI canât erase her old wounds, but I want to make her happy from now on.â
An Yibeiâs fingers quivered at those words and he sneered. âAlright. If you really want to know, Iâll tell you.â
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The study was filled with the aroma of coffee, but neither one of them touched their cups.
An Yibeiâs voice was bland and emotionless. âXiaxia isnât my biological sister. She was adopted by my father.â
An Yibei began the conversation with a bombshell announcement.
Sheng Yize pursed his lips a little and kept his face impassive.
âShe was my fatherâs patient back then. When they sent her to the hospital, she was barely alive. She was only eight then and her body was covered in wounds â cigarette burns, welts from a belt, bruises left by stones... She weighed less than 20kg and she would neither speak nor cry. She was even too afraid to eat...â The old memory brought a murderous look to An Yibeiâs eyes. âDo you know why cats scare her so much? Youâll find the answer unbelievable. She had been waiting in an orphanage for so long until someone finally adopted her. But that monster then began to abuse her!
âAt first, neighbors would interfere, but eventually, everyone grew used to it and just watched as he tortured her. Even kids of her own age bullied her for it! Once, she found this stray cat. She took care of it and shared the little food she had with it... But her foster father later discovered this. He threw the cat into boiling water in front of her, then dissected it.â
Sheng Yize clenched his fists at those words.
He had never thought such horrendous things could have happened to An Xiaxia before!
âSomeone recorded his abuse of the cat and posted it online as a sick joke. An animal protection group protested the contents and some of its members found out where her foster father lived... When they got there, they found Xiaxia, who was barely breathing...â
It was such a sad story, really. No one cared when a child was almost abused to death, while a cat could catch public attention.
âShe was then rescued and sent to the hospital my father worked in. She survived. The hospital put her through psychological therapy, but her memory could only go back as far as eight years old. She had forgotten everything that happened before that.â An Yibei lit a cigarette. The red dot flickered in the dim room.
âAfter the therapy, the protocol was to send her back to the orphanage. She normally never laughed or cried, but that day, she held my fatherâs leg and cried for hours. I think subconsciously, she was terrified of the orphanage. My father took pity on her and took her in. All her classmates used to laugh at her at school, calling her stupid... After what she went through and her memory loss, she knew next to nothing and she was afraid of almost everything. She was timid and used to cry all the time...â An Yibei was rambling. Seeing Sheng Yizeâs eyes brim with tears was a cathartic feeling. He was no longer the only one in pain.
âShall I keep talking? Do you want to know more?â An Yibeiâs voice was mesmerizing. Sheng Yize asked in a raspy voice, âDoes she know she was adopted?â
An Yibei smiled mockingly. âI have no idea. What do you think? Do you think she knows?â
Eight years old was old enough to have memories, but from An Xiaxiaâs reactions growing up, he didnât think she knew.
âIf she doesnât, weâll keep it from her for the rest of her life. If she knows but pretends she doesnât, Iâll pretend with her for the rest of my life.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om