Mrs. Lu picked it up

Song Li only felt noisy, and Su Chenwu's voice was next to her ears: "Mrs. Lu is fine, she has a fever, and she must be tired after not sleeping all night."

When she opened her eyes, the ceiling was snow-white, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging, resplendent and atmospheric.

Su Chenwu and the housekeeper had already noticed that she was awake. The former had such a good temper, he still frowned at this moment, and he was stingy with greeting her, and said to Lu Jingchuan: "Achuan, I still want to see Yueyue. I'll go first."

"Ma'am, would you like something to eat..."

"Get out." Lu Jingchuan interrupted the butler.

The butler paused: "Sir, Madam hasn't eaten yet."

Lu Jingchuan glanced at her, the ice in his eyes was frightening, he said lightly, "I don't like to repeat it a second time."

The housekeeper didn't care about Song Li either, and turned around and trotted out of the bedroom.

Song Li huddled in the quilt, only showing a small face, with water hanging on her wrist, so weak that one couldn't help but want to destroy it.

"I didn't push back..."

Lu Jingchuan never expected that at this time, Song Li didn't explain that she didn't want to apologize, but she immediately cleared up her responsibility after waking up.

"So, in Mrs. Lu's eyes, Shanshan and I are both blind, right?"

Song Li felt like a lump in her throat, she was not feeling well, and she didn't know what happened at all, even now she didn't figure out how Chu Yue fell down the stairs.

The only thing she knew was that she was being used by Chu Yue again.

Lu Jingchuan took two steps back and forth in the bedroom, without any warning, he kicked the trash can flying away at the foot of the bed.

"Oh!"

The voice was so loud that Song Li flinched involuntarily in fright.

Her eye circles were red, and she stared at Lu Jingchuan.

"Just because you said that Nan Huai is not a good person, you pushed her down the stairs with a grudge?"

Song Li shook her head crazily, as if a needle had been pierced into her mind, her forehead was covered with cold sweat: "No, she said that she had the evidence that the child was murdered, I just want to see what the evidence is in her mouth..."

Tears hung on her eyelashes, and her voice became smaller and smaller: "I really didn't push her, I don't know why she fell."

Lu Jingchuan stepped forward suddenly, grabbed her wrist, suppressed his anger, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "Song Li, do you think I'm a fool?"

"Even if Yue Yue showed you the evidence, would you believe it?"

He was so forceful that he accidentally tore off the needle on her wrist, and the bright red blood splashed out. She snorted and looked at Lu Jingchuan with panic in her eyes.

"Son, child! What did you promise me yesterday?" The corners of Lu Jingchuan's lips curled up in a cold arc: "I won't investigate what happened that day anymore, it's written in black and white, and it's clear."

"Repeatedly, again and again, the more you fight, Song Li, how many lives do you think are enough to appease the anger of the Chu family?"

"Is it because I spoil you too much, that's why I let you be so unscrupulous and unscrupulous?"

Tears are overwhelming, are sick people so fragile?
"I didn't..." All explanations were so pale at this moment, so pale that apart from these three words, she couldn't think of anything else to defend herself.

Lu Jingchuan forcibly dragged him off the bed, "You come with me to apologize to Yue Yue now!"

Song Li was so weak that he pulled her so hard that she fell off the bed.

The injured hand knocked on the big bed, and her body trembled in pain.

Lu Jingchuan's pupils shrank for a moment, subconsciously leaned over, bent halfway, and his eyes became cold again.

"Song Li, don't play hard tricks for me here! You can't leave today, and you have to crawl over to me and apologize to Yueyue!"

With both arms, he scooped the man up from the ground.

The temperature on the woman's body was hot, and her thin shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

Her body was trembling, and even Song Li had the illusion that Lu Jingchuan was trembling with her, and in her blurred vision, she seemed to see the bottom of his angry eyes, feeling sorry for her.

"I go."

Song Li's lips opened and closed, like petals about to wither.

The room was at the end of the second floor, and Song Li passed by with the help of the wall.

Su Chenwu and Lin Shan accompanied Chu Yue in the room, there were many people, and there was only one Lu Jingchuan standing behind her, but this person was standing behind her, but in fact he was supporting Chu Yue.

Seeing her, Chu Yue's body trembled, as if he was really afraid of her.

Song Li couldn't help laughing, her laughter provoked everyone present, Lin Shan frowned, her beautiful eyes were filled with displeasure: "Miss Song, did you come here to laugh for us?"

Su Chenwu was also dissatisfied: "A Chuan, you are such a good brother Yueyue, you called your wife here just to affect our Yueyue mood, lest she recover quickly?"

As the temperature dropped behind her, Song Li covered the back of her hands and whispered, "I'm here to apologize."

A flash of complacency flashed across Chu Yue's eyes.

"I shouldn't have pushed you downstairs, sorry." Song Li looked at Chu Yue.

But everyone present could tell that Song Li's apology was not right.

"What do I have to do so you can forgive me?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and Chu Yue looked at Lu Jingchuan cautiously.

Chu Yue only took one look, then said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, as long as you agree to take care of me until I get well, then today I will fall down the stairs by myself."

Chu Yue is so smart.

Originally, she fell from the upstairs by herself, even if she found evidence to expose her, Chu Yue never lied.

Song Li suddenly felt bored.

"She pushed you downstairs, she should take care of you." Su Chenwu said.

Chu Yue tentatively said, "Brother, I hurt my leg. It's inconvenient for me to go to the bathroom at night. See if you can let my sister-in-law sleep in the same room with me at night."

Before Lu Jingchuan could speak, Song Li answered, "Yes."

She pushed forward, and said hesitantly: "But I'm not used to someone falling asleep next to me, I..."

Chu Yue asked her to take care of her just to torture her, and if she didn't let her get what she wanted, I'm afraid she couldn't let it go.

"I slept on the floor."

Song Li couldn't wait for a second, and said in a low voice, "You rest first, and I'll prepare the mattress."

Coming out of the bedroom, Lu Jingchuan followed her, and Song Li felt very uncomfortable. She no longer had the heart to find out what Lu Jingchuan was going to do with her.

Because Chu Yue was receiving an injection, the family doctor was still waiting outside. When Song Li passed by him, she raised her eyelids: "Doctor Fan, can you give me some antipyretics, which will work quickly."

Doctor Fan's name is Fan Zong. He is very young and not very handsome, but he is very clean and comfortable to look at.

Hearing Song Li's words, he glanced at Lu Jingchuan and said, "Madam, your health is too poor. You should rest at rest if you have a fever. You only need to take antipyretics, which will do a lot of damage to your body."