After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

Seeing Fu Hanzhou staring at the dishes without moving his chopsticks, Lu Wansu asked nervously: "You don't like these dishes?"

Lu Wansu muttered in her heart, that shouldn't be the case. She had prepared these after asking Aunt Chen, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"No." Fu Hanzhou looked away and replied lightly.

"Then try it quickly." Lu Wansu stared at him expectantly.

Fu Hanzhou glanced at her, picked up the knife and fork at hand, cut a small piece of steak and put it into his mouth. The taste surprised him, it was unexpectedly delicious.

"How is it? Is the taste okay?"

"Yeah." Fu Hanzhou said calmly.

Although it was just one word, Lu Wansu felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Then you eat more."

Lu Wansu had a sincere smile on her face. She served Fu Hanzhou a bowl of soup and put it in his hand before picking up the knife and fork to cut the steak on her plate.

But her hand was injured and it was difficult to hold the knife and fork. The knife made a sharp sound across the plate.

Fu Hanzhou raised his head and glanced at her hands, then suddenly reached out and took the steak in front of her. Then help Lu Wansu cut it into small pieces.

Lu Wansu was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face widened.

She rested her head on her hands and stared at Fu Hanzhou's every move with eyes that were as bright as stars.

Fu Hanzhou returned the cut steak to Lu Wansu. Lu Wansu lowered his head and glanced down, his eyes suddenly sore.

No one has ever done these things for her except her mother. So far, only Fu Hanzhou is always concerned about her injuries...

Lu Wansu looked up at the night sky, trying his best not to let tears fall. Then he took a deep breath, looked at Fu Hanzhou, and asked seriously: "Fu Hanzhou, why are you so nice to me?"

Fu Hanzhou glanced at her doubtfully and said calmly: "Where did you get the illusion that I am good to you?"

"It's not an illusion." Lu Wansu affirmed.

It was Fu Hanzhou who ran towards her in the fire in her previous life, and it was Fu Hanzhou who rescued her without hesitation in the face of a car accident in this life. These were not illusions, they were what she had actually experienced.

"You obviously care about me, why don't you want to admit it?" Lu Wansu looked at him with a hint of sadness and confusion: "Is it because I have deceived you about feelings before, so you don't want to believe me anymore? ?”

Apart from this, Lu Wansu really couldn't think of any other reasons.

But she didn't believe that Fu Hanzhou couldn't feel her change or sincerity at all. She really didn't understand that Fu Hanzhou had never been so suspicious of her every time in the past, why now that she looked back, Fu Hanzhou didn't believe it.

Fu Hanzhou's hand holding the knife and fork gradually tightened, and his eyes became dark and cold. The look on Lu Wansu's face seemed to be mixed with many emotions, but it was difficult to distinguish.

Lu Wansu wanted to read something from his complicated eyes, but all he could see was indifference, alienation, and a hint of forbearance.

She intuitively felt that if this topic continued, Fu Hanzhou might get up and leave. If that was the case, then what she had done today would be in vain.

Anyway, she was ready for a protracted war. Sooner or later, she would have to figure out Fu Hanzhou's true thoughts in just a day or two.

Picking up the red wine on the table, Lu Wansu put a smile on his face again, raised his glass to Fu Hanzhou and said, "To celebrate the end of our separation, how about a drink?"

Fu Hanzhou pursed his thin lips, picked up the red wine at hand, and clinked the glass with her.

Lu Wansu looked at him with a smile in his eyes and took a sip of red wine.

Fu Hanzhou stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

Lu Wansu paused slightly and looked at him. Fu Hanzhou wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up.

"I'm ready, take your time."

After saying that, Fu Hanzhou turned around and walked back into the house.

Lu Wansu's fingers holding the wine glass slowly tightened. His eyes, which were bright just now, were now covered with a layer of darkness and lost their luster.

Sighing in frustration, she no longer had any appetite as she looked at the sumptuous dinner on the table.

She thought she could use this to ease the relationship, but it seems she was too hasty.

Fu Hanzhou did not go back to the bedroom, but entered the study alone.

He opened a book on the table and pulled out an old yellowed photo.

It was a group photo of three people. In the photo was a young woman with a cold appearance and gentle eyebrows. There were two children standing in front of her. The boy on the left was about eight or nine years old, but he had a calmness that was incompatible with his age. He was frowning and looking at a little girl of five or six years old on his right. The little girl's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to those of a young woman. Her little hands were tightly holding the boy's sleeves, and she showed him an innocent and bright smile.

Fu Hanzhou's slender fingers gently caressed the little girl's cheek, his eyes had never been more indulgent and nostalgic.

Even after many years, he still remembered the way this bright-eyed little girl acted coquettishly towards him that afternoon.

but……

His eyes fell on the young woman, looking at the face that was extremely similar to Lu Wansu, and those nightmare memories suddenly swept over her. His expression became painful, and deep self-blame and guilt were suppressed in the depths of his eyes.

After a long time, he became hoarse, closed his eyes in pain, and muttered to himself: "I'm sorry, Aunt Xu..."

He stayed in the study until almost eleven o'clock, and the whole villa became quiet. Only then did Fu Hanzhou move his stiff body, put the photos away carefully, stood up and left the study.

He slowly walked to the bedroom door, stood at the door and hesitated for nearly a minute, then turned the door handle and walked in.

There was a night light on in the room, and the light was very dim. It was very quiet, without any noise.

Lu Wansu was lying on his side beside the bed, his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and he had fallen asleep.

Fu Hanzhou relaxed his hands and feet and walked over slowly.

He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to brush away the hair covering Lu Wansu's face. Looking at this familiar face, his eyes gradually became darker, and his emotions were obscured in the dim light. .

If one day she knows the truth about that incident...

Fu Hanzhou slowly retracted his hand that was on her cheek, turned his head and stood up to leave the room, when a slight squeak suddenly came from behind him.

"Husband..." The woman's voice was hoarse and lazy with a hint of sleepiness.

Fu Hanzhou turned his head stiffly. Lu Wansu had already sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes and looking at him.

"Why did you come here so late? I was already asleep." Lu Wansu muttered as she was too sleepy to open her eyes.

Moving all Fu Hanzhou's things to the bedroom today had already touched Fu Hanzhou's bottom line. She didn't dare to get too close for fear of backfiring. So during dinner, after Fu Hanzhou left, she didn't bother him again.

She waited in the bedroom until ten o'clock. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep. Originally, she thought Fu Hanzhou would sleep on the sofa tonight and not come over, but she didn't expect to see him when she opened her eyes.