C3

Three years ago.

The luxurious car cautiously turned around on a small road full of potholes, afraid that it would pass by some unknown weeds. Inside the car sat two little girls with tattered clothes. They were about the same age and about five years old.

They were the children who had been fortunate enough to be adopted by the rich today.

They didn't have a surname because they were sent to an orphanage two days after they were born. A simple code name was their names. In an orphanage where money was insufficient, there was no better communication between people other than indifference.

Through the black window, he could see the envious and jealous faces of the children standing at the entrance to the courtyard. Which orphan here didn't want to be taken away from this warm place one day? Today came a rich person, every child was trying their best to be better and more obedient, and they were no exception.

They were lucky to be chosen, wasn't it? It felt good to have a family.

The car carried a cloud of dust out of the run-down orphanage and ended their five years as an orphan.

What would it be to face them?

The interior of the car was very quiet. They stealthily looked at each other. One of them had a sweet smile on her face while the other girl looked away apathetically.

They drove through the golden and ornate iron gates, past the beautiful gardens, past the dreamy fountains, and stopped in front of a white European mansion, a ramshackle fortress, like a palace.

The black woman in the front seat got out first and opened the back door.

"Please get out of the car."

When the woman in black spoke, her expression was as serious and stiff as her clothes. The facial muscles did not move at all. It was as if he was an emotionless robot.

The little head came out of the car and went past the black. When he looked outside, he could see how dazzling the light was. The white house in front of him was even more white and shiny.

6 years old, the world of the mind is free and hazy. Seeing the luxurious scene in front of them, the two little girls, Helium, could not help but rejoice.

Would they become the princesses of this beautiful castle? Happiness begins here.

"Come in with me." The black-clothed woman expressionlessly walked forwards, carrying a black briefcase in her hands. There was something here that would decide their fate.

She walked in front, and they carefully followed her, afraid of losing her. However, the innocent big eyes would still be attracted by the beautiful things in front of them.

Following which she walked up the wooden spiral staircase and stopped in front of a dark red door. The woman in black knocked twice on the door.

"Come in."

The man's low, deep, and rich voice sounded, carrying a hint of laziness and sexiness.

What kind of person would be inside, young or old? The two little girls were curious and excited.

He lightly pushed the door open. It was pitch black inside, and the outline of a large bed could be vaguely seen. The light from outside did not illuminate the darkness.

"Go and open the curtains."

"Yes, CEO." The woman in black quickly opened the thick black velvet curtain.

Sunlight poured into the room, shining onto the body of the man in the middle of the bed. He leaned against the bed, his half-opened silver-gray silk pajamas, and under his messy hair, his blurry eyes, which had just woken up from their sleep, quickly became sharp again. A faint smile. His face, as smooth as jade, shone brightly.

The two little girls blankly stared at the man on the bed. They felt uneasy in their hearts, as if they were undergoing some sort of test. Her small hands were nervously wrung together.

"Bring me the information."