Walking out of the room, Su HaiTan who was smiling had made his way toward his car. The luxurious sport car that his grandmother bought was something he didn't truly like. Perhaps because cars were always associated with accidents and his parents had died in an accident years ago when he was just three years old.
It's a known fact that many children form their age from such young age and the first memory he could ever remember was visiting the hospital only to watch the adults around him looking frightened and heartbroken.
The face that struck in his memory the most was none other than his uncle, Su MengYan. His uncle was far too young back then. He was still fresh out of college, a young man in his twenties. His face was marred with a sense of hate as he had demanded for the person who was behind the accident to pay for their sins.
