She just put on her slippers and chased him out desperately.
The young master had just spoken, saying that the young lady's illness had recovered and she could move back to the master bedroom. So when he saw her chasing her out, Uncle Zhang hesitated for a moment and did not stop her.
Fu Yuanxi is a man and walks very fast.
Fang Zimo's body was very weak due to his madness and being locked up here all these years. In addition, he was still wearing slippers, so Lu Zimo couldn't catch up with him at all.
Instead, he accidentally fell down on the bluestone path downstairs.
The pain in her palms and knees made the grievances she had been holding back for the past few days burst out. She lay on the ground and cried softly.
Fu Yuanxi, who had been walking out for a long time, heard the movement behind her and stopped. Seeing her falling to the ground crying heartbroken, she sighed in her heart and walked over quickly.
"Did it hurt from the fall? We still have a lifetime. If you want to move back, we can wait until you move back. Why should we catch up?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Lu Zimo.
Lu Zimo looked up at him. For some reason, she felt even more aggrieved and her tears flowed even more fiercely: "Fu Yuanxi, let's get a divorce! Since we are torturing each other like this, it's better to let each other go."
When Fu Yuanxi got married, she had already moved to Europe, so she didn't know what happened between him and Fang Zimo.
However, from Fu Yuanxi's words just now, she was smart enough to figure out that the person Fang Zimo liked was not him at all, but the man named Lin Youhao. Everything was Fu Yuanxi's own wishful thinking.
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Fu Yuanxi's eyes turned cold, and he knelt down in front of her. His voice was cold, but his movements were very gentle, and he picked her up from the ground: "I said, I will not divorce you! Fang Zi
Mo, just give up on this idea!"
While speaking, he took a deep look at Lu Zimo's face, with deep sadness in his eyes.
Lu Zimo's heart was shocked by the sadness in his eyes. She was held by him like this and wanted to say the words about divorce again, but she could no longer say them.
It seems that Fu Yuanxi really loves his wife Fang Zimo!
Just her word of divorce can make a cynical and heartless person like him show such sad feelings.
He is so pitiful! If he knew that she was not his wife, but Lu Zimo, and that his beloved wife was dead, would he strangle her to death in anger?
So, without saying anything, she was carried by Fu Yuanxi to the master bedroom of the front villa.
"Your hand is bleeding, sit here and don't move!"
While talking, he came to the door and asked Uncle Zhang to bring the medical kit, squatted in front of Lu Zimo, and carefully helped her clean the wounds on her palms.
Lu Zimo just sat on the bed and looked at him condescendingly. His expression at this time was particularly careful and serious, and his side face looked full of charm.
"Don't get wet for the next two days. Be careful of scars. Your hands are the most beautiful. They were born to play the piano. It would not look good if you got scars. Are there any other injuries?"
His eyes fell on Lu Zimo's knees, which were still stained with dust, and he naturally stretched out his hand to unzip her trousers.
Lu Zimo was startled and quickly held down his hand: "No, I can just take care of the wound on my knee myself."