My Son is a Reborn Villain My Whole Family are Villains

“Mom, it’s the weekend tomorrow, let’s go to the amusement park!” Fu Yunruo wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck, cooing sweetly. “Why are you getting more childish as you age? You’re not a three-year-old anymore.” Fu Yunruo’s father said sternly.

The social media platforms, which had been calm for about half a month, erupted into a frenzy after a fan released a meticulously edited video. In the video, a cherubic little child wielding a sword flies through the air and lands, transforming into a breathtakingly beautiful sword-bearing youth. After a dance of the sword, the

Yuan Xin was about to continue persuading when Si Yue, noticing movement from the bedroom, turned his head and gestured for the child to come over. Chi Wen met Si Yue’s gaze and stepped out, still looking downcast. “Are you hungry?” Si Yue’s voice was gentle.

Back at the hospital, a doctor in a white coat and a surgical mask came with a paternity report. “Sir, the results are out.” Yuan Xin took the report as Si Yue didn’t move, saying, “I’ll open it.”

Yuan Xin controlled himself not to show a sympathetic expression, nor did he have the heart to reveal the truth, so he simply said, “I’ll have to look into that.” Chi Wen nodded repeatedly, “Thank you, Uncle Yuan.”

Once the adult left, the other children who were standing afar came over, admiring Chi Wen’s new clothes, which looked warm and had no patches, “Chi Wen, where did you get these clothes? Did someone give them to you?” “Yes,” Chi Wen replied. “How nice.”

After wandering around the town, Chi Wen began to regain a sense of familiarity. In his previous life, he had walked every part of this town to look for food and make money. Even though many years had passed, the sight of these familiar scenes brought back memories of the town.

When Chi Wen slowly rose up, he didn’t open his eyes immediately. He rolled his eyes around, prepared himself, and then stealthily opened them. A wave of disappointment swept over the moment he saw the dark underside of the bunk above. But not dwelling on it for long, Chi Wen saw the slightly bright sky

Chi Wen remembered that he was knocked unconscious and lay on the cold ground for half a day, eventually catching a fever. This led to the orphanage director cursing for half a month, angry about the money wasted on him. So it was at this time—Chi Wen thought to himself. But now that he was

“Hey! Wake up, stop pretending to be asleep!” “Wake up!” Wenwen was awakened by the cold, or more precisely, by the pain that made his entire body uncomfortable. He sat up dizzily, clutching his head. Seeing that the person on the ground had woken up, a child dressed in patched clothes and filthy all over