The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou opened her mouth to comfort him, but He Chucai kept talking on her own.

"I didn't understand why before, why did he treat me like this. Sometimes I feel that he is very close to me, just like the father of ordinary people, who has high hopes for me, but sometimes I feel that he is looking at me. His eyes are full of disgust, he doesn't seem to want me to live in this world at all."

Having said that, He Chu laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I didn't know why until my sister came."

"It turns out that his favorite is my mother. I was born to a woman he didn't like. It's normal for him not to like me. But my mother takes care of me, and he loves my house, so he treats me better. But it's so good, often It pains me so much.”

Wei Rou sighed softly, reached out and patted his back.

She knew that He Chucai needed to vent, so she didn't make another sound, and listened to him quietly.

"Now that they are all dead, they have never thought that they still have a child. Without their love and protection, what will this child become in the future?"

He Chucai's eyes gradually gathered firm light.

"I will definitely prove to them that I, He Chucai, am not a wimp or a dude. I will definitely make a career! I will let them know and make them proud of me."

Wei Rou was taken aback for a moment, and then a slight pain arose in her heart.

He Chucai, like Luo Yan, was just a child, but he had to endure so much pain at such a young age.

She has been happier than them many times.

Wei Rou whispered: "Yes. You will do it."

He Chucai's originally immature face was now a little more calm and steady.

He said: "Sister, thank you. If it weren't for your appearance, I'm afraid I would have been in a daze."

Wei Rou shook her head.

"I didn't do anything."

But He Chucai insisted on thanking her.

Later, He Chucai knelt in the mourning hall for three days and three nights.

Wei Rou also knelt for three days and three nights.

The two of them bid farewell to He Zheng and Su Wan.

Until the day of the funeral, Wei Rou's accumulated emotions for the past few days broke out completely, and she cried in Gu Xi's arms until the night fell.

Seeing her mournful appearance, Gu Xi wished he could cut off the flesh from his body to feel bad for her.

He Chucai seemed to have grown up overnight, he had the appearance of an adult faintly, and his prudent behavior was no longer as carefree as before.

In this huge He residence, there must always be someone in charge.

Wei Rou has not been in good health for the past few days, and she is recuperating in the backyard.

Wu Jiang's injury has basically healed, and when he learned that He Fusheng became busy and warm, he rushed to Wei Rou's side to guard him.

Seeing Wei Rou's thinning appearance, Gu Xi immediately decided to return to Beijing.

Wei Rou stopped him.

"I still have some things to settle."

Gu Xi pursed her lips, not daring to go against her wishes, and walked outside in silence.

Warmth rushes into the room at this time.

"Madam, a gentleman came from outside the mansion. He called himself Liu Xunhuan and said he wanted to see Madam."

Wei Rou was taken aback.

Liu Xunhuan?

He actually came to the door by himself?

How did he know that he would be in the He residence?

Wei Rou thought for a moment, then nodded: "Let him come in."

Speaking of which, Wei Rou wanted to get up from the bed.

Gu Xi strode in and pushed him on the bed.

"Lie down."

Wei Rou couldn't laugh or cry.

"General."

Gu Xi put down the curtain of the bed and sat by the bed, staring at her intently, as if if you dare to touch her, I will clean you up.