Liam kept trying to call for help on his mobile phone, but now the signal was gone. They couldn’t even dial the emergency number. He handed over his cell phone to Oliver. \"Keep trying,\" he told his brother, and went to the door to try and smash it. Oliver looked at the mobile phone in the palm of his hand. \"You were gone for a day, and I broke Liam\'s leg.\" \"If you run again, believe it or not, I will kill him.\" Lucas had said this to him at the airport and now he looked at his brother, who was as tall as himself. His chest began to hurt. He began to cough from the smoke. There was blood on his spit. Lucas wasn’t only trying to kill him, he wanted to burn him and his brother alive! \"Oliver, you’re bleeding!\" Liam was now panicking. Oliver couldn’t even speak, he just continued to cough. Liam was crying. \"I think we’re going to die here.\" Oliver Shi held his hand and shook it gently, trying to c
Three days after the fire, Oliver woke up And promptly asked for his brother. Oliver wanted very badly to see Liam. Though he could hardly walk, he dragged himself out of bed and tried to leave his room. Despite his protests, Dr. Anthony Shen brought him back to his bed and would not allow him to leave. \"I tell you, it’s a miracle you even survived,” Dr. Anthony Shen said to him. To say that his chances of survival were very slim, would have been an understatement. His body had endured injury after injury, including losing his kidneys. He could have died easily from the smoke inhalation. Anthony sighed. He didn’t want to tell Oliver now, but he had to. \"Liam has been cremated. His ashed were placed in the Huo family ancestral mausoleum. Lucas himself handled the cremation.\" Oliver fell silent. Tears welled in his eyes. Then something occurred to him. \"Liam is the son of the Shi family, he should be in our Family mauso
Dr. Anthony Shen quietly listened to the Oliver’s words, and knew that it made sense. Oliver wasn’t normally a scheming sort of person, but he wasn’t stupid. Growing up together, Anthony knew Oliver had more of a laid-back, friendly personality than he did. Between the two of them, Oliver was the more kind-hearted one, but was brave enough to defend him whenever older students tried to bully him. Anthony looked up to him like a brother, and he knew him well enough that this wasn’t something that normally came out of his mouth. Anthony was supposed to be the more academically inclined between the two of them. While Oliver gravitated towards the arts, Anthony was more logical and inventive. However, he wasn’t surprised to find that Oliver has completely transformed into another person. Oliver had refused to eat or drink in his grief, but it seems that something inside him lit up and consumed him. These days, Lucas was in the news fo
Mr. Shi grabbed Oliver by the collar and slammed him against the wall. \"The nerve you have, saying his name! Using him to ask for my help! If Liam hadn’t asked me to save you, he would still be alive today.\" He usually did not cry, but the old man’s eyes were swollen. He put his hand around Oliver’s neck and tightened his grip. He continued. \"You’ve made it look like you died just to you can hide from your enemies! Did you kill him on purpose? Did you do this?” Oliver’s didn’t struggle. Finally, Mr. Shi released him. “I want to know what happened. Tell me the truth!” Oliver began to cough furiously. \"What\'s wrong with you?\" Mr. Shi looked at the blood on the ground, frowned. “They’ve taken my kidney and I’ve also lost a lot of blood. I will not live long even if you don\'t kill me.\" Oliver Shi struggled to get up from the ground. Anthony helped him back on the wheelchair. \"Dad, I know you hate me, but can
Jonathan Qiao stood before the bathroom sink and wiped the stains on his suit. The more he tried to get it off, the more obvious the stain was. \"Damn it!\" He cursed and threw his suit aside in frustration. He thought about asking the hotel for another suit that he could use temporarily. Just before he dialed reception, a man\'s voice rang behind him. \"Need some help, sir?\" Joe instinctively turned his head, and before he could see who it was, somebody had covered his mouth and nose with a towel. He struggled for a bit, then went limp. The man kicked him twice to make sure he had really fainted. When he was sure, he signaled for somebody to come out. One of the toilet stalls opened. A young man in a suit came out. His face was exactly like Jonathan Qiao\'s. \"Go in before Lucas gets suspicious.\" Dr. Anthony Shen said, as he kicked Jonathan Qiao again. \"I’ll deal with him.\" When Oliver nodded, he raised his feet and
When Lucas Huo said this, there was an uproar. Huo turned his head slightly and looked at man standing next to him. Strange. There was no excitement, no joy on his face. Only a small, ironic smile. For the past six months, Jonathan Qiao has been preparing for today\'s event. How can he not look excited? After getting off the stage, Lucas Huo handed him a key. \"This is the key to your room. You can go there to rest, and come back after the boring stuff.\" Oliver Shi nodded and took the key. As he looked into Oliver’s eyes, Lucas was taken aback. Jonathan Qiao\'s face stared back at him but it reminded him of someone else. Before, countless times, when he went out to work, Jonathan would always smile and tell him to leave early so he can get back early. Even if he never smiled back, Jonathan would do this everyday. Now, the way Jonathan looked at him, it felt like he didn’t care to see him. Oliver turned
It was late at night when Lucas came back. As soon as he turned on the light, he saw that Jonathan was sleeping soundly on the sofa, a book still in his hand. Lucas Huo took the book and put it on the table. He wanted to carry him to the room, but when he touched him, Oliver\'s long eyelashes fluttered open. \"Why don\'t you sleep in your room? \" Lucas took off his suit and put it around Oliver’s shoulders. Oliver, acting as Jonathan, smiled sweetly at him and put his hand around his waist. \"This mansion is empty. I couldn\'t sleep, so I\'ve come here to read and wait for you. But I\'ve been waiting for so long that I fell asleep.\" \"Don\'t wait up for me again. You haven\'t recovered from the operation. You should rest.\" After hearing this, Oliver Shi shook his head and said stubbornly, \"You are my husband. If I don\'t wait for you, then who should I wait for?\" Lucas Huo frowned. He didn\'t know why, but he wanted
However, because he said he liked pink roses, Huo sent someone to replace them in the morning. Yesterday, Lucas Huo proposed to take him to the new product launch, so at noon, Ren Fei had already come to pick him up. Jonathan Qiao is the youngest son of Qiao\'s family. He has always been spoiled, and never really put much work into anything that didn’t interest him. He seldom says anything different whenever he appeared on TV or in social media. Even before he copied Jonathan Qiao\'s face, Oliver Shi had been observing his behavior from his media appearances. Jonathan Qiao, in front of the cameras, is absolutely gentle and kind, and always knew the right thing to say. And yet he rarely said anything particularly interesting or different. He had mastered the art of pleasing people by never offending anyone. Everyone, neither his fans—or the few people annoyed at him, like Lucas for example—had no idea about the how evil he could be. Since h