He carried An An and walked around the house. When he saw that the kitchen was empty and there were no ingredients, he couldn't help but said: "Sister Wan Wan, you have been waiting for me for so long, you must not have eaten yet? Come on, big brother will take care of you."
Wash off the dust!”
...
Inside a French restaurant.
"Mommy, I'm full." An An said to Lu Wanwan after putting down her knife and fork.
Lu Zeyu looked at him and asked with concern: "Do you want more food?"
"I really can't eat anymore. Thank you uncle for the treat."
After touching her round belly, An An said sheepishly: "Mommy, uncle, I want to go to the bathroom."
Lu Wanwan said gently: "Go."
Seeing An An's figure disappear, Lu Zeyu turned his handsome face and asked in a low voice: "Can An An accept his true life experience?"
Lu Wanwan put down the water glass on her lips and said, "He is much stronger than I thought."
Just like Li Jingchen said, An An's mind is indeed very similar to that of the Li family.
"That's good, I'm afraid he won't understand your difficulties back then."
Lu Zeyu had thought about it on the way here. If An An changed, he would teach this kid a lesson!
"By the way, sister Wanwan, how did you bring An An back from Y City?"
"Fu Shuo sent him back voluntarily."
She and Fu Shuo finally reconciled in this way, which was also a comfort to An An.
Thinking of Fu Shuo, Lu Wanwan suddenly took out a sealed bag from his bag, pushed it to Lu Zeyu's desk and said: "Brother, please help me send this to Fu Shuo. I wrote the address on it. An'an is with me."
It's not convenient for me to send this around."
Lu Zeyu couldn't help but guess: "Is this... a divorce agreement?"
"Yeah." In addition, there was a letter she wrote to Fu Shuo.
After Lu Zeyu put it away properly, he said, "Okay, big brother will send it for you."
...
10 o'clock in the evening, Li Yuanzhong's house.
At this time, Li Yuanzhong and Tang Qiong should have rested, but tonight, they were standing in Li Xiuqi's room, waiting for the family doctor to prescribe medicine for him.
At this time, the little guy's murmur sounded from the bed: "Mom..."
The cause of the matter was that after Li Xiuqi came back from Wei's house yesterday, he developed a low fever that night.
Li Yuanzhong had no choice but to call the family doctor.
However, Li Xiuqi was frail and sick, and the family doctor did not dare to give him heavy medicine, so he just prescribed some cold medicine that was not painful or itchy. After Li Xiuqi took it, he did not feel better and turned into a high fever tonight.
Tang Qiong was so close that he could barely tell from the little guy's mouth: "Is he calling mom?"
Li Yuanzhong frowned: "Where can I find his mother?"
Tang Qiong asked: "Didn't he want to know where you buried Bai Qing? You didn't tell him?"
Li Yuanzhong said coldly: "Bai Qingluo's body has long been gone."
"Not even a cemetery?"
Li Yuanzhong snorted: "She deserves it too!"
"Mom...Mom..." At this time, Li Xiuqi's voice became louder.
Li Yuanzhong and Tang Qiong looked at each other and saw Li Xiuqi clutching the quilt in front of him tightly, showing a painful expression.
The old housekeeper Wen Zhong said: "Sir, I think Young Master Xiu Qi seems to be having a nightmare. Why don't you wake him up?"