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The snow on the ground covered Delia's panicked footsteps, but left a long trail behind...

He did not know if it was a blessing or a curse...

However, it was probably because of the pity of the heavens. Just when Delia ran until her whole body was paralyzed, the sky started to snow again. It fluttered and covered all traces.

As for the little girl, she looked back and saw that the village was like a demon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in the distance.

After waiting for so long, she did not see anyone chasing after her. It seemed that she had completely escaped...

An indescribable excitement rose from the bottom of her heart. It was as if the person who was immersed in the lake bottom was suddenly rescued and saw the light again.

All of a sudden, all of his feelings were magnified at this moment... Happiness, lingering fear, palpitations, excitement and exhaustion...

Delia slowly squatted down and covered her face with both hands. In an instant, she cried loudly, "Wah!"

Finally, she did not need to spend the rest of her life with an old man who was dying, and she did not need to be a child bride anymore. She finally escaped from that man-eating house...

However, when the cold snow fell on her body, it woke her up.

Where was she going next? She is now cold and hungry... The small person squats in the endless snow and looks into the distance. Her clear eyes are filled with confusion.

One day, two days, three days...

Delia was already wearing thin clothes. She was obviously so young, but she relied on her incomparably tenacious willpower to hold on for so long.

Once, when she finally saw a family, she went to knock on the door and wanted some food. However, she was treated as a beggar and was ruthlessly beaten up...

There was another time when she mustered her courage again and knocked on the door of the family. A kind woman came out from inside. She sized her up for a long time and warmly welcomed her in.

She thought that she had met a good person. While the woman was cooking, she saw that person pouring white powder into the food outside the door...

"This girl looks smart, but she's covered in injuries... But tell Sister Zhang, she can still sell it for a good price in the building..."

The woman talked to herself as she smiled. "I don't know how many men like this now. Aiyo, even the God of Wealth has to give me money when he sits at home! "

Delia trembled but did not dare to speak. She quietly ran out of the door and the moment she stepped out of the door, she started to run wildly again.

Everything in front of her was blurry. It was as if all the scenery was covered by a layer of fog and could not be seen clearly.

Delia's entire body was cold. She could no longer withstand the world's cold. Her head was heavy and her legs were light. She fell down immediately.

This cruel world, at such a young age, she had already experienced bitterness and sorrow... Her heart, was clearly hot, lively and beating...

However, the moment she fainted, that heart immediately froze. She used all of her strength to escape, always fleeing.

Why was the human heart so cruel and detestable!

She no longer believes in anyone, and no longer has any feelings for anyone...

There was a chattering sound beside her ears. Delia struggled to move her eyelids and opened her eyes.

Warm and gorgeous swans, a beautiful golden bed, a luxurious and beautiful fireplace, and fresh and alluring purple grapes over there...

She was already dead. Had she come to heaven?

"You're awake?"

A warm and languid male voice sounded...

Delia heard the voice and looked up. She saw a man dressed in gold embroidered clothing that seemed to be very valuable slowly walking towards her.

Who was this person? Oh right, this is heaven...

"Are you the Archangel?"

The man's voice was very pleasant to listen to. He touched the little girl's forehead and said, "Could it be that the fire is broken?"

"I'm not dead?" Delia finally reacted...

"Hehe, what an interesting child. Do you really want to go and visit God that much?"

"You saved me?" Puzzled, she sized up the person in front of her. Delia's entire body tensed up like a spring as she suddenly sat up.

" Oh, good girl, why are you guarding against me like I am a hungry wolf?"

Wilson shook his head and covered his heart. "I spent a lot of effort to save you. If you do this, I will be very sad."

Hiding at the head of the bed, Delia tightly held onto the soft blanket. Like a vigilant little wild leopard, her eyes were cold.

"Why did you save me? We are not related, what is your purpose!"

Heh, let alone not related, how did her father and mother treat her!

"Oh, dear, why do you think people are so bad?"

Wilson slowly stood up, with a faint smile on his face. "Yes, I just saw a little animal that was about to freeze to death by the roadside. I felt that it was quite pitiful, so I picked it up."

This child was smarter and more alert than he had imagined. It seemed that things could not be rushed, and it should be done slowly in the future.

"I don't believe it. What is your purpose?"

"Oh, little hedgehog." Wilson smiled and slowly sat down. A large depression appeared on the side of the bed.

"You are so pitiful. Did many people hurt you in the past? Is that why you are so pitiful now?"

Delia wanted to say something but was interrupted by Wilson. "How pitiful, little darling. In the future, no one will hurt you anymore!"

"This place will be your home from now on. You will be the young lady here..."

Delia's clear big eyes looked around and scanned the surrounding decorations. It was spacious, bright, and gorgeous...

"The maids here, whoever you want to order around, you can order them around. Whoever you want to punish, you can punish -"

"Whatever you want to eat, you can ask Chef to make it for you. Baby, do you understand? From today onwards, you are the little master here."

Every cell in Delia's body was filled with vigilance. She would not believe this. She bit her lower lip and said, "What exactly is your purpose!"

Heh, it seems like this child's vigilance is really heavy...

Wilson's lips curled up and there seemed to be grief on his face. "My daughter died when she was just born."

"If she is still alive now, she should be as old as you at night. Do you know that when I saw you lying in the snow, it was as if I saw her... "

" Although I lost my treasure, I met you. My dear, I feel that all of this is fate, fate... "

"The heavens will send you to my side to make up for the pain of my daughter's death. Darling, are you willing to accompany me on behalf of my dead daughter..."

Delia's hand that was holding the blanket loosened and tightened again and again...

Seeing the struggling of the little girl and seeing that the fish had finally bitten the bait, Wilson smiled.