The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Ling'er heard the words and raised her eyes to land on Lu Yicheng. She looked at the handsome man in front of her with a cool temperament, and there was a hint of sadness on the face, but it was hidden between the thick black brows. be noticed.

She lowered her head, shrugged her little hands, reached out and gently held Lu Yicheng's little finger, and sighed softly, "Dad, do you regret it?"

"It's not regret, it's just that I didn't do a good job, and I should be more gentle." Lu Yisheng lowered his eyes, his eyebrows moved slightly, his expression became colder, and he looked even more out of reach.

He was born with a cold, arrogant and indifferent personality, but Qiao Anhao could affect his various emotions and make him seem more alive.

His aloof character made him even more domineering, and he treated the former Qiao Anhao with a bit more sternness and casualness, just to tie her by his side,

"If Mom knew that you thought so, she would deliberately raise her tail with pride."

Xiao Ling'er showed a sweet smile, she always knew Qiao Anhao, and knew whether she was bad or bad.

Treating others is always vindictive, only Lu Yisheng can let him suffer willingly.

Looking back at the sleeping Qiao Anhao, Xiao Linger let go of Lu Yicheng's hand and climbed onto the seat. Qiao Anhao lay quietly on the bed as if she had fallen asleep, with a slight paleness on her face. , pursing his lips, just lying there.

The injury on his forehead had healed a long time ago, and his face was still exquisite, but it was not as arrogant and lively as before. It looked much calmer, but it made people feel a little at a loss.

The soft little hand gently held Qiao Anhao's hand, and Xiao Ling'er turned her head and said, "Dad, you won't let Louis go easily. His mother fell into a coma. I don't really want to just let it go." .”

The soft and tender face gently rubbed against Qiao Anhao's hand, and Xiao Ling'er was very uncomfortable with the cold body temperature after the infusion, which made her feel a little more hatred for Louis.

If it wasn't for him, none of this would have happened.

"nature."

Lu Yicheng hummed, and closed his eyes. The coldness in his eyes was as dark as if inkstones had been knocked over. They were cold and majestic, but carried a bit of killing intent that no one could ignore.

He sat aside, his eyes swept over Qiao Anhao's face lightly, but quickly moved away.

The scenery outside the window is very good, the warm sunshine looks extremely transparent, but Lu Yicheng doesn't seem to feel it at all, the wind quietly drilled in through the gap of the window, carrying a somewhat hot breath.

"Dad, you should invite Louis at the wedding." Xiao Ling'er's voice was soft, but her emotions could not be heard.

She just looked at Lu Yisheng innocently, as if she was curious, smiled, and continued, "I will, after all, at this moment, he should come."

Lu Yicheng's eyebrows moved, and the tip of his eyebrows slightly raised. Obviously, Ling'er had a deep meaning in what he said.

"So, what does Linger want to do?"

"Ling'er didn't want to do anything, but the wedding is such a big event. It's also right to invite him. Mom should belong to Dad, and not anyone can just take it away."

Xiao Linger's attitude seemed normal, with a harmless smile on her little face, she looked innocent and innocent, as if she really wanted Louis to be there.