Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

"This is a little biased." Lu Beiye did not back down.

Meng Man sneered, "Prejudice? You can't stop the rumors outside, and he won't have children. If you don't live long enough, you might as well stop it as soon as possible, and let outsiders see less jokes."

"If the mother is worried about the problem that the Lu family will have no children in the future, she can rest assured. We will have children. I have confidence in the relationship between us. We can grow old forever."

No matter who it is, his feelings for Xu Zhuoyang cannot be questioned!

Meng Man sneered at his words, "So what if the words are beautiful? What you can't get is the best, and you can't forget him because you can't get it. If you catch him, within three years you won't forget him." Will get bored again."

Lu Beiye looked at her who refused to budge, and suddenly asked, "Mom, why can't you accept him? Is it because of his adoptive mother, Mu Wenting?"

As soon as Meng Man heard the name, the blood on Meng Man's face faded instantly, and he stretched out his hand to hit Lu Beiye's face, and said angrily, "Presumptuous!"

The long-lost name still aroused the hatred in her heart.

this woman!It's all this woman!If it wasn't for her, her family couldn't be so unhappy!

She and Lu Beiye's father, Lu Ming, were already engaged, but Lu Ming told her about it. Lu Ming never forgot about that woman, and even wanted to break off the engagement with her. If she broke the engagement, her reputation would definitely be damaged. The tree family didn't allow her to be presumptuous, and finally bit the bullet and got married.

Lu Ming is a responsible man. Although he said that he would give up everything and do his best for the family, but she couldn't bear to have a woman occupying her husband's heart. In the end, when that woman died, her children would have a hard time. But on the day the woman died, Lu Ming turned against her...

He knew everything she had done, and felt ashamed of her methods. Although they are still in the name of husband and wife, they have gone their separate ways and haven't seen each other for many years...

She hates Mu Wenting!Including that bitch's child!

She didn't care when Lu Beiye and Xu Zhuoyang were dating, because Lu Beiye didn't know what he wanted, and when she got the marriage certificate, she didn't care, because she knew that he was "dead" and couldn't make waves. Later, Lu Beiye became decadent and depraved. She still didn't intervene in the past five years, because she had no feelings for this son for a long time, but Xu Zhuoyang came back alive, and Lu Beiye pursued him wholeheartedly, and she began to panic.

She can't make that bitch's son happy!It is even more impossible for him to harm his son's life!

Lu Beiye avoided her slap, his eyes were slightly cold.

As smart as him, how could he fail to guess what Meng Man was thinking.

Meng Man's chest rose and fell violently, and her fingertips were trembling. She turned her back and said coldly, "I tell you, your marriage certificate is not recognized by anyone at all, and I have already found a partner for you. The eldest lady of the Wang family, Wang Qinya, cultivated her relationship earlier, which is beneficial to the life after marriage and the development of the company. As for that man, if you like him, you can raise him as your lover, the Wang family will not mind."

Lu Beiye refused without hesitation, "Impossible, I will only marry him once in my life."

Meng Man turned around slowly, looked at him resolutely, and suddenly smiled, "If he doesn't agree to be with you, can you be alone for him for the rest of your life?"

Feelings are the most useless thing, she looked at Lu Beiye with red eyes and waited for his answer, only to see Lu Beiye said slowly, "Why not?"

Can. "

Those four words were simple and clear, and there were no waves in those black eyes, as if it should be taken for granted.

She seemed to see Lu Ming's shadow in him. Back then, Lu Ming stood in front of her like this, saying how firm he was to Mu Wenting, which hurt her completely...

She tilted her head slightly, not letting a drop of tears fall, but her voice became hoarse unconsciously, "It's really not right up and down!"

"My father is very good. At least, he is better than you who paid money to kill Mu Wenting." Lu Beiye's voice had cooled down.

His father has seen him many times over the years, although each time he met him in a hurry, but he could see the tenderness and reluctance in his eyes, his father was more than a thousand times better than the cold mother in front of him who had no warmth.

The mother is naturally pitiful, but Mu Wenting didn't do anything wrong. She just had a fruitless relationship and finally separated peacefully. Is this wrong?As for being thrown to death in the end?

The abandonment back then was one aspect. What really made him unable to hold his head up in front of Xu Zhuoyang was his mother's plan to completely collapse Xu Zhuoyang's world back then.

count……

If her mother hadn't intervened back then, Ayang must be very happy now, and he can feel a real family, and the relationship between them...

Eliminate many unnecessary detours...

Meng Man wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I will not allow you to be together, let alone disregard his image for him, I will send him back to country M, and you will never see him again."

"I'm afraid I won't be obedient this time." Lu Beiye said in a deep voice, his eyes dimmed.

Meng Man snorted coldly and strode towards the door. Standing at the door, she looked back at Lu Beiye whose back was turned to her, and said coldly, "For someone who no longer loves you, I would rather be with my mother." Be right, Ono, you'll regret it."

The car outside the door stopped for a long time, she was sitting in the back seat, the driver asked, "Madam, how did the talk go?"

Meng Man said expressionlessly, "Xu Zhuoyang has a younger brother named Yuan Yi. He should not be dead yet. Find a way to get it back."

The driver lowered his eyes to cover up the strangeness in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Understood."

Xu Zhuoyang sighed, took out the thermometer again, and looked at Si Yan with a weak face, and said anxiously, "It's not an option to hold on like this, I'll take you to the hospital."

Si Yan grabbed his arm weakly, shook his head, and said weakly, "No, it's not that I just took the medicine, it will be fine in a while."

After sweating all over, he took a cold shower all morning without stopping, just for this moment!

Going to the hospital will pay off his bad sin!

After feeling feverish, he ran to Xu Zhuoyang's apartment, and slept at the gate in a daze, waiting for Xu Zhuoyang to see this pitiful scene after get off work.

The normally energetic young man is now very weak, his complexion is abnormally red, and even his breathing is hot. On his forehead, there is an antipyretic patch that Xu Zhuoyang personally applied to him. He is lying on the bed in Xu Zhuoyang's bedroom, covered with a Xu Zhuoyang's quilt smelled uniquely to him in his breath.

Although his head was dizzy and his eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he still felt happiness bubbling in his heart, especially when he looked at Xu Zhuoyang's worried face.

He said hoarsely, "Ayang, I'm hungry."

Xu Zhuoyang stood up, covered him with the quilt carefully, and said, "Wait a while, I'll make porridge for you."

Si Yan nodded obediently, Xu Zhuoyang stretched out his hand to test his body temperature, and when his hand touched his forehead, Si Yan rubbed against his palm, and his palm was itchy when his hair rubbed against it.

Si Yan's eyes were obedient and harmless, Xu Zhuoyang chuckled, stood up and left the bedroom, and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

After he left, Si Yan smiled maliciously, his originally misty eyes were now full of cunning.

Just a fever, how can he be so hypocritical.

Rolling around on the bed for a few times, feeling unsatisfied, he suddenly had a feeling that he was living with him, and this idea gave him a thought.

live with him... live with him...

The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly, and the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen could also be heard in the bedroom, and a vague image of home quietly formed in my heart.

Covering the quilt tightly, waiting for Xu Zhuoyang to come in, and pretending to be weak for a long time, finally Xu Zhuoyang was able to feed him spoonful by spoonful.

He stared at the man's fair and handsome face fascinated, and suddenly said without thinking, "Ayang, you look so good-looking."

Xu Zhuoyang paused, looked at his dazed eyes, and said with a smile, "Is there sugar in the porridge? Your mouth is so sweet?"

Si Yan didn't speak, just smirked.

A bowl of ordinary millet porridge tastes sweeter than candied dates.

The bowl was bottomed out, and the last spoonful was eaten up, Xu Zhuoyang put the bowl aside, "The fever should be gone, I'll take you home later."

As soon as he heard the word "go home", the smile on Si Yan's face suddenly froze, Xu Zhuoyang stretched out his hand to test his temperature, and he unconsciously hid back, not letting Xu Zhuoyang touch it.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhuoyang asked.

Si Yan originally had a bright smile on his face, but when he heard these words, he immediately turned into a distressed expression, nestled in the quilt, unable to get out, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm so uncomfortable, my body is still cold, and I don't even have legs. Strength, alas, it looks like I won't be able to go tonight." In order to increase the authenticity, he coughed twice deliberately.

Xu Zhuoyang, "..." Listen to your farting.

He went up to grab the quilt and wanted to take his temperature, but suddenly a hand came out, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pushed him on the bed. The two looked at each other. Si Yan looked at him who was so close, and smiled. As if stealing a cat with a fishy face, "Let me stay for one night, let me sleep in the bathroom."

The corners of Xu Zhuoyang's eyes twitched. He couldn't get the hands on his waist. Seeing Si Yan's posture, if he disagreed, it would mean that he wouldn't be allowed to get up. He reluctantly compromised, "Then you can sleep here."

Si Yan was startled, then turned his head away a little shyly, and whispered, "Is this going too fast?"

Xu Zhuoyang raised his brows, looked at this child who was clearly thinking crookedly, and couldn't help pouring cold water on him, "You are a sick patient, you should sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa.

Si Yan, "..." It feels like something is wrong with the development.

At night, Xu Zhuoyang was sleeping on the sofa in a daze. He vaguely felt the heat in his body. With a pair of big hands around his waist, he unconsciously leaned into the warm embrace of that person.

Si Yan's hand froze, and the originally bright eyes dimmed instantly.Lu Beiye?

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Spoiler alert:

In fact, because of family reasons, and being bullied and isolated by peers around him when he was young, Gou Deng was forced to have some psychological barriers. The appearance of A Yang is undoubtedly a ray of light in his life.