Chapter 317: Chapter 317 She is His Only Light

Cheng Lie quietly stared at the man before him, and suddenly realized that the hatred in his heart would not disappear simply because the man had paid the price.

Seeing him, an intense loathing still churned within.

Moreover, Cheng Lie noticed that Cheng Guomin wasn’t surprised to see him appear here.

Cheng Guomin smiled at him, saying, "It appears you’ve truly inherited my ruthlessness."

Years spent silently biding his time, only to personally deliver him to prison and shatter his family into pieces.

Not long ago, Zhao Haishuang came to visit him. After suffering a serious illness, both her health and spirit had deteriorated—gone was her proud, commanding aura of the past.

And hasn’t he suffered the same fate?

Even someone as cunning as Cheng Guomin was not capable of feigning as convincingly as Cheng Lie. At least, in the moments when he disguised himself, Cheng Guomin failed to notice it was all pretense.

To deceive so thoroughly—yes, that’s a skill in itself.

Watching Cheng Guomin greet him with an attitude of appreciation, rather than hatred, Cheng Lie felt a surge of nausea deep in his gut.

As if all the traps he had set, all the deeds he had done, meant nothing to Cheng Guomin.

Cheng Guomin spotted the flicker of emotion in Cheng Lie’s eyes and immediately knew he had struck a chord.

Smiling, he said, "My son, you really make me proud."

Cheng Lie abruptly stood, his cold gaze fixed on Cheng Guomin. "I am not your son."

"How can you say that? When I get out of prison, when I have nothing left, won’t I have to rely on you?"

Cheng Lie’s hand, hidden in the sleeve of his jacket, clenched tightly into a fist with such force that he didn’t even feel pain.

this could he keep his

Guomin. Yet Cheng

father beaming at his

any semblance of father-son affection

it or not, when I brought you over from there, it was for your own good. Your mother’s death was an accident. Over the years, I’ve doted on you; you must’ve seen it. If it weren’t for

the one who caused his death. Honestly, I don’t believe it.

your mother’s death—but it wasn’t me... If watching me suffer in prison

man old now, gazing at him with an expression of

was genuine, how much a lie—he

even if Cheng Guomin’s words were dripping with sentimentality, Cheng Lie wouldn’t believe a single

faintest curl of his lips, Cheng Lie gave a cruel smile. "I came here to see how much you’ve suffered in prison, how you’ve aged,

turned,

watched the silhouette of Cheng

had grown taller, his figure unmistakably that of an adult

upright, it instantly reminded

couldn’t help but chuckle. In the past, he had perhaps refused to truly regard Cheng Lie as his son. After all, Cheng Lie wasn’t truly his—but merely a smokescreen to conceal a truth even more terrifying than

would treat Cheng

of thing that grows in places untouched by sunlight, nurtured over years until it became monstrous. Killing him would actually be the easiest thing in the

countless evil thoughts—thoughts even

he understood Cheng Lie, better than Cheng Lie understood

treat Cheng Lie as his own flesh

Lie walked

was palpable—lanterns

Lie’s heart, darkness prevailed. His

didn’t want to admit it, Cheng Guomin’s words clung to him like

he refused to acknowledge but was

veins was the same

by Cheng Guomin—so did that mean he, too, was just as

the dazzling sunlight, yet still felt a bone-deep chill. His face darkened, an air

shopping with their mothers caught sight of his expression and instinctively tugged their mothers away, afraid this

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