Chapter 509 I Don't Want Your New Love To Be My Mommy
The ashtray hit the floor-to-ceiling window with an extremely cruel force. With a bang, the glass cracked instantly and then splashed around.
Mrs. Lu's face turned pale with fright. She looked at Lu Hanting blankly, "A Ting..."
"Old madam, what happened?" Such a big movement inside quickly attracted attention from the outside. The study door was pushed open, and Chongwen and Wu Ma stood by the door nervously and asked.
Lu Hanting's expression was very bad, gloomy and cold, especially his deep and narrow eyes were instantly dyed a ferocious blood red when he heard the name Wanwan.
Chongwen and Wu Ma had already noticed something unusual. They stood by the door, even breathing carefully.
Mrs. Lu was extremely sad when she looked at Lu Hanting. Three years have passed, but Xia Xiwan's name has become a taboo in Lu Hanting's life, and he is the one who cannot be touched at all.
Every time he mentioned Xia Xiwan, he would always lose control in an instant. He suddenly seemed like a different person, unable to control himself, ferocious and paranoid, looking sick.
Lu Hanting put his two big hands on the desk, his muscular chest rose and fell a few times, and then he forced himself to close his eyes and adjust his breathing.
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again. The blood-red layer in his eyes had receded, but the deep-seated ruthlessness and indifference remained. "Grandma, let me clean up here. I will take Yiyi back first."
Lu Hanting spread his long legs and left.
…
Lu Hanting left, and the tall figure disappeared into the study. Mrs. Lu's eyes turned red and she could only sigh.
At this time, Wu Ma came in and started to clean up the mess on the floor, "Old madam, did you mention Wanwan in front of the young master again?"
Mrs. Lu sat tiredly on the sofa, "Yes, every time he mentions Wanwan, he always loses his temper. It seems that he can't control his violence and wants to break things to vent his anger. At Ting's state
It makes me really worried. The calmer he has been in the past three years, the more depressed I feel he is. I'm afraid... he will explode the day Wanwan comes back. I'm afraid he will hurt Wanwan, and I'm even more afraid that he won't be able to let herself go.
"
Wu Ma also sighed, "I can see that the young master hates Wanwan. As much as he loved Wanwan in the past, he hates her now. But fortunately, the young master now has young master Yiyi and someone to accompany him, so he is not so worried.
Lonely."
Mentioning Xiao Yiyi, Mrs. Lu's old face quickly showed a smile of relief. Xiao Yiyi and Lu Hanting were carved from the same mold. The father and son were simply replicas of one big and one small.
Three years ago, Xia Xiwan stabbed Lu Hanting. After Lu Hanting escaped death, his father, Lu Sijue, took his genes, found a surrogate, and gave birth to little Yiyi.
In fact, it was obvious that Lu Hanting did not want this son, but the Lu family needed a successor, so he acquiesced to the existence of little Yiyi.
The outside world is speculating on who Xiao Yiyi's biological mother is. In fact, Xiao Yiyi was conceived by a surrogate.
Mrs. Lu smiled lovingly, "At first, Ating didn't like little Yiyi, but little Yiyi gave birth to a pair of beautiful eyes, which are clear and clean, exactly like... Wanwan."
"Yes," Wu's mother nodded, "Maybe it's fate, but little Yiyi actually gave birth to a pair of eyes that are very similar to Wanwan's. I still remember that day when the young master came to the nursery, little young master Yiyi just opened his eyes.
Looking at his father, the young master looked stunned at that moment. Perhaps, young master Yiyi reminded the young master of the first child he and Wanwan lost. From then on, the young master took young master Yiyi back.
, stay by your side and raise it yourself.”
Mrs. Lu smiled and said, "Yes, little Yiyi is three years old this year. It has been A Ting who has brought him up for the past three years. A Ting is a grown man. At first, we were worried that he would not be able to take care of little Yi Yi, until
Little Yiyi once had a fever and the fever persisted. Ating stayed with her all the time. She didn't sleep for seven days and her eyes were red and bloodshot. Only then did we really feel relieved because Ating is a good father."
"But," Mrs. Lu's voice changed, and she was full of worry, "Little Yiyi has never been able to get out of her own world, never played with others, never opened her mouth to talk, which makes me very worried. Sometimes I just think
, Wanwan is gone, we will all live in a mess."
Mother Wu looked at Mrs. Lu and comforted her, "Old madam, let's all look forward. Everything will be fine."
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Lu Hanting came to the door. He had regained his composure and composure, and there was no sign of the out-of-control temper he had just lost.
He raised his knuckled fingers and started to knock on the door. The "dong dong dong" sound on the door was strong and powerful, "Lu Chenyi, give you three seconds. Open the door for me quickly. Do you know that this broken door can't be blocked?"
Stay with me, one, two..."
Lu Hanting immediately started counting.
Just when the count was about to "three", there was a "click", the room door was opened, and a little milk bag appeared, this was Lu Chenyi.
Lu Chenyi is Lu Hanting's son. He has perfectly inherited all of Lu Hanting's excellent genes. His pink and jade-carved face is a miniature version of Lu Hanting.
Lu Chenyi is tall and handsome, with soft short wavy hair, delicate and outlined facial features, and a pair of extremely clear and clean big eyes inlaid on his small face, as eye-catching as black grapes. Who can accept such a child?
Just one look at him makes you want to hug him.
However, Lu Chenyi is very cold, and like his father Lu Hanting, he doesn't like to smile, he is cold and distant.
No one can control this little genius with an amazing IQ, except Lu Hanting.
Lu Hanting has raised him personally since he was a child, acting as both father and mother. Although Lu Chenyi cannot speak, he loves his father very much.
Lu Chenyi's current height only reached Lu Hanting's knees. Lu Hanting lowered his eyes and looked down at him, pursed his lips in displeasure, "Why did you scare people away again?"
Lu Chenyi took out a pen and paper and wrote that I was not sick.
Lu Hanting glanced at the three words "I'm not sick" twice, and then his eyes fell on Lu Chenyi's pink and jade face. Now Lu Chenyi was looking up at a pair of black grape-like clear breasts.
Staring at him with big eyes, silent persistence and stubbornness, he seemed a little more...fawn-like for no reason.
These eyes... slowly overlapped with the pair of clear eyes deep in my memory.
Lu Hanting's heart slowly softened. He leaned over and stretched out his strong arms, holding Lu Chenyi in his strong arms, "Let's go home with daddy."
Being held firmly by his father, Lu Chenyi took out another note with a line of words already written on it.
Lu Hanting glanced at it, and Lu Chenyi wrote, "I don't like your new love, and I don't want her to be my mommy!"