After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

As soon as Mr. Lu left, the atmosphere in the room became silent, and the man's sharp gaze almost pierced Song Mingyi like a sharp knife.

Song Mingyi was a little uneasy, and suddenly her hand was held by a soft little hand.

The little guy was pulling her hard.

Song Mingyi squatted down subconsciously, and the next second, the little guy's warm body squeezed in, and his thin arms were wrapped around her neck: "Mom, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Song Mingyi froze. This was the first time in so many years that a child was so close to her. She subconsciously wanted to push Lu Yimo away, but seeing the attachment on the little guy's face, she finally let him get close to her.

"Thank you...thank you."

Song Mingyi took a deep breath and picked up Lu Yimo: "I'll take him to take a bath."

Lu Shenxing sat back on the big bed, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, feeling inexplicably restless and feeling unspeakably irritable.

He took out a cigarette, thought of Lu Yimo, put it down again, reached for his phone and dialed a number.

"Ye Wangchuan, it's me."

The man on the other end of the phone was very surprised: "Boss Lu, you are really awake! I just heard the news and thought they were talking nonsense!"

"Notify ANBU that the interrupted project will be started immediately."

"I've been waiting for your words." Ye Wangchuan was very excited. He changed his tone and said: "I checked. Before you became seriously ill, your second uncle went to Yaowang Valley. However, I couldn't find out the specific details. When we arrived, we couldn’t find any clues.”

Lu Shenxing's deep eyes flashed with a cold light: "It doesn't matter, I'm awake now, and those monsters and demons will soon reveal their true colors."

"As long as you have an idea. By the way, let me remind you again that your newlywed wife is not an ordinary person. She was the mastermind behind the sensational Haicheng financing case five years ago. Originally, I thought she was going to jail. Wear it, I didn’t expect to marry you in a blink of an eye and become Mrs. Lu, you are simply awesome.”

"She is not my wife, I will divorce her."

Ye Wangchuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I feel relieved when I hear you say that. Wei Yan has been waiting for you all these years."

Lu Shenxing paused and hung up the phone without hesitation.

He stared at his phone with the screen dimmed, thinking about Ye Wangchuan's words.

It was really interesting that the man behind the financing case five years ago, a criminal, appeared openly next to him.

……

in the bathroom.

Little adult Lu Yimo said to Song Mingyi: "Mom, you have to turn around. You can't watch the boy take a bath."

"it is good."

Song Mingyi nodded, turned around, turned her back to Lu Yimo, and warned: "Slow down when you get into the bathtub."

Lu Yimo is a very independent child. After taking a bath, he put on the little yellow duck's pants and his father's T-shirt.

There were no pajamas that Lu Yimo could wear in the master bedroom. Thinking that the bedroom door was locked, Song Mingyi found a T-shirt belonging to Lu Shenxing.

This was the first time Lu Yimo wore his father's clothes. The long clothes hung down to his ankles, and he was very happy playing with his sleeves.

Song Mingyi watched the little guy jumping around, and was a little worried that he would fall. It was troublesome for a child to cry, especially since he was the prince of the Lu family.

"Let me carry you out."

Lu Yimo raised his cute little face and said seriously: "I'll walk by myself. It's heavy and will tire my mother."

This kid is so sweet.

Song Mingyi's expression softened, and she subconsciously rubbed the little guy's head: "You're so good."

Lu Yimo covered the area where Song Mingyi had rubbed him and almost jumped with joy.

Mom touched him.

He knew that his mother loved him.

He is not a child without his mother's love.

After coming out of the bathroom, Lu Shenxing only took a look at what her son was wearing and didn't say anything else. Song Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, she missed the time when she first got married. At that time, Lu Shenxing was a vegetable and quiet. Unlike now, every look carries a strong sense of oppression.

After Song Mingyi took a shower, she put on long-sleeved pajamas and made sure there was nothing inappropriate before walking out.

She took a pillow and put it on the sofa: "I'll sleep here. If you feel uncomfortable at night, just call me."

Before Lu Shenxing could nod, Lu Yimo rushed over, snatched Song Mingyi's pillow, and pulled her hard.

"Dad, mommy sleep together."

"No!" Lu Shenxing refused without hesitation.

He was in a vegetative state before and had no choice. Now that he is awake, he must not allow a woman of unknown origin to sleep with him.

"Okay! Mom and dad just want to sleep together." Lu Yimo's eyes turned red: "I know dad doesn't love me anymore. You must be disgusted with me for not being able to play the trumpet anymore, so you want to practice the trumpet!"

"I have no home! I knew I was a child who was not loved by my father!"

Lu Shenxing looked at his crying son with a headache and calmed down: "Don't cry!"

Then, the little guy cried even harder and almost lifted the roof off.

Lu Shenxing had no choice but to agree. He glanced at Song Mingyi and warned: "You are not allowed to sleep in the middle, stay away from me!"

"..."

Is he Dragon Vein? She rarely wants to be around him!

Song Mingyi was too lazy to complain and lay on the quilt with Lu Yimo.

Looking at the little guy who automatically nestled into her arms, Song Mingyi felt indescribably complicated.

"Go to sleep." Song Mingyi rubbed the little guy's head.

Lu Yimo opened his big black and white eyes, not feeling sleepy at all.

After a while, Song Mingyi said hesitantly: "Let me tell you a story? Snow White, okay?"

Lu Shenxing sneered, Lu Yimo was a genius child, and he had disliked fairy tales as childish since he was one year old.

Then, I heard Lu Yimo's milky voice and said, "Okay, Mom, I want to listen to the Frog Prince."

Song Mingyi agreed and began to tell the story in a soft voice: "Once upon a time, there was a king..."

Song Mingyi told the story of the Frog Prince and Snow White three times before the little guy couldn't stand it any longer.

She patted the little guy's back gently, and her voice was as soft as the clouds in the sky: "Go to sleep."

"Mother……"

Lu Yimo murmured to himself, calling his mother, and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Mingyi looked at the little guy's cute little face and couldn't help but think of her two sons whom she hadn't seen for five years. If they were by her side and they were this old, they would be as cute as Lu Yimo.

At this moment, Song Mingyi could barely control her thoughts and couldn't help but lean in and kiss the little guy's forehead.

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Song Mingyi subconsciously raised her eyes, and her eyes met the man's cold eyes, and the sleepiness in her mind suddenly disappeared.

"What purpose?"

"Become my wife while I am unconscious, please the old man, and coax Yi Mo. Miss Song, you are really good at using tricks. However, I remind you, anyone who dares to play tricks on me, no matter whether they are men or women, will go to see the King of Hell. ”

The words were obviously so gentle as to be whispered by a lover, but at this moment, people felt chills in their hearts, and fear flowed through their limbs, making them tremble in horror.

Song Mingyi took a deep breath and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I am reluctant to be chosen to celebrate your wedding. If I had a choice, I would never step into the Lu family's door and become your wife."

"Go get a divorce with me tomorrow."

"I don't want a divorce!" Song Mingyi flatly refused.