In a mansion worth over a hundred million, Hua Yiwu was lying on the sofa casually dressed, with a stubbly beard, staring blankly at the ceiling. He looked nothing like a big star now, more like a slovenly recluse.
This state of his has lasted for half a month.
Mrs. Hua came in from outside and looked at her son with a heart full of pain.
She knew her son had made mistakes, even broken the law. He shouldn't have fallen in with bad company and done those things; it was so wrong. But he was still her precious son, and she had already forgiven him, forgiving on behalf of the girls he had harmed.
Her precious son was a big star, once so dazzling!
He used to have a brilliant life and a beautiful future. But now, he suddenly fell to rock bottom, becoming someone everyone despises.
The girls who were harmed only lost their bodies, but her precious son lost his dazzling star status.
Look at her precious son now, so desolate, so heartbreaking!
