On the reviewing stand, two people were talking, but only one was visible.,Gu Jingze took a deep breath, recalling the tumultuous first half of his life. He was originally the eldest son of a top-tier wealthy family in Yancheng.,That same year, at the end of the year, one night, I vaguely remember being hit once. In a daze, someone injected my arm with something. Soon after, my breathing became extremely difficult, and eventually I was thrown into a dumpster.。