Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

It took more than a month for Lu Beiye to be discharged from the hospital, and he returned home in a wheelchair. Xu Zhuoyang pushed him, and before he entered the yard, he heard Lu Beiye say, "Ah Yang, when we were hospitalized, I did one thing, You promise me not to be angry."

Xu Zhuoyang's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart. He asked, "Tell me first, and I'll see if I get angry."

The two stood at the door, and before Lu Beiye could speak, a child's voice suddenly came from the courtyard, "Grandpa Wang, don't let the cats lose weight, return the dried fish to them."

Xu Zhuoyang's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Why is my son here?"

Lu Beiye's smile was a bit far-fetched, "Our son said he missed you, so I asked Yan Lang to bring him back and tell him that you will come to see him in a few days."

He smiled dryly, seeing Xu Zhuoyang's gloomy face, his heart was beating like thunder.

How should he tell him that Meng Man had already started investigating Xiao Fuyun's kindergarten in an attempt to harm the child, so he had no choice but to forcibly take the child away from Yuanquan...

Yuan Quan completely turned against him because of this matter, even the old man called him, and he repeatedly promised to take good care of Fu Yun, which made Yuan Quan calm down a little and didn't make trouble.

Xu Zhuoyang's face was so dark that ink dripped out, and he said coldly, "Let my son go home."

"I'm also doing this to protect him. I've hired a tutor, so there won't be any delay. Besides, you see, our son is very happy."

He pointed to the yard, the little Fu Yun lying in a row with two cats on the lawn basking in the sun, his guilty fingertips were trembling.

His nonsense didn't convince Xu Zhuoyang at all, Xu Zhuoyang said, "I packed up a guest room, and I live with my son."

"Okay, there are so many bedrooms, and the empty ones are empty. It just so happens that the three of us change rooms to change our mood." Lu Beiye himself felt that his skin was getting thicker day by day.

Xu Zhuoyang, "..."

shameless!Who is with your family of three? !That's my son!What is our son? !

Obviously it was the leg that was bitten, but he felt that the beast seemed to have crushed the guy's brain that day? !He even tied his son here!

The door opened, Xu Zhuoyang threw him at the door, and strode towards Fu Yun. The child lying there immediately opened his eyes when he heard someone approaching, and was overjoyed when he saw Xu Zhuoyang, "Dad!"

Xu Zhuoyang reached out to pick him up, and Lu Beiye controlled the wheelchair and came to Xu Zhuoyang's side. When Fu Yun saw him, he immediately shouted, "Father, run, Xiao Siyan is a bad guy! He's going to throw Xiao Yun to feed the sharks!" "

The smile on Lu Beiye's face froze.

Let's not talk about who taught him the bullshit word "little four eyes", just the second half of the sentence made him break out in a cold sweat, he looked at Xu Zhuoyang with a guilty conscience, and said in a low voice, "Ah Yang, my legs are inconvenient , let's go tonight..." Let's be in the same room...

Xu Zhuoyang cast a glance at him, "You can fend for yourself."

He strode away with the child in his arms, and the two cats, as if they had returned, glanced at him almost with the same look as A Yang, then twisted their buttocks, and followed behind A Yang in an incomparably majestic way.

Xu Zhuoyang led the child into the house, and asked seriously, "Did that little four-eyed bully you?"

Lu Beiye, who was squatting at the door to eavesdrop, "..."

He now knows who taught the word "little four eyes" to the child.

Little Fuyun's little bun's face was wrinkled together, and he nodded very seriously, "They lied to me that Dad was here, but Little Fuyun didn't see Dad after waiting for a long time, and only Grandpa Wang and Maomao accompanied Xiaoyun every day. Play."

Xiao Fuyun suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Uncle Si told Xiao Fuyun to tell Dad what he said. Uncle Si said he missed you very much."

Si Yan...

He touched Xiao Fuyun's head, and said softly, "I see."

Lu Beiye at the door looked gloomy and left silently.

night.

After all, Lu Beiye didn't dare to brazenly force him to live in the same room with him. He thought that with little Fu Yun by his side, Xu Zhuoyang wouldn't get sick, but he was obviously wrong.

What he feared the most happened again...

Little Fuyun fell asleep in a daze and found that it was cold beside him, and Xu Zhuoyang had disappeared. He hurriedly got up and looked around, turned on the light, looked at the empty room, and called out softly, "Daddy?"

There was no response, he opened the door with short legs, and found that the living room was brightly lit, he wanted to go forward, but a sudden burst of tearing shouts startled him, he listened carefully, it was Xu Zhuoyang's voice, he rushed Go out and run towards the third floor where the sound came from.

Suddenly a figure appeared at the stairs, blocking his way, and picked up Xiao Fu Yun who was wearing blue bear pajamas, and said in a deep voice, "Young master, it's so late, you should rest."

Steward Wang held him expressionlessly and walked towards that room.

Little Fu Yun said anxiously, "No, I don't want to sleep! I want Dad! Dad is on the third floor! Grandpa Wang let me go!"

"Sir, I'll come back to see you tomorrow, and I'll tell you a story."

Little Fuyun tried his best to climb on his calf but couldn't get it out, so he could only be hugged in his arms and carried back to the bedroom by the appointed officer. He was crying so loudly that his voice was heard upstairs.

Lu Beiye frowned, looked at Xu Zhuoyang who was being pressed under him, and said in his heart: What happened...

Xu Zhuoyang had lost all reason and ran out secretly in the middle of the night. It was almost the same as last time. He didn't even notice the little Fuyun lying beside him, and he only wanted to leave. The wall ran.

He was not afraid of him leaving, but he was so delirious that something would happen if he went out, and he might not be able to tell the direction.

He hadn't had any symptoms for a month, so he thought he had improved, but tonight was just as crazy as that day.

Xu Zhuoyang was even more excited when he heard Fu Yun's voice. He stared at Lu Beiye angrily, and said angrily, "Why is Fu Yun here? You let him go! Let him go!"

He persuaded in a panic, "Ayang, calm down."

Xu Zhuoyang's ankles were restrained by him with belts, and his wrists were tightly grasped by him. Even so, the people under him wriggled restlessly, trying to throw him off.

At this moment, half of Xu Zhuoyang's arm was covered with tiny scratches. He was still holding the blade in his hand, and his palm was bloody. After being carried back to the room by Lu Beiye, he slammed his head into the corner of the table, his forehead was still bleeding, and his face was white. His face was also scarred at the moment.

There was a tranquilizer in Lu Beiye's hand. He hesitated again and again, but finally gave up. He let go of Xu Zhuoyang's wrist, looked at those eyes full of hatred, and said softly, "Ah Yang, if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, If you are comfortable, then come and attack the person who makes you feel uncomfortable, and don’t hurt yourself.” I will feel bad...

He raised his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead and take a closer look at the wound, but the moment he raised his hand, Xu Zhuoyang grabbed his wrist without hesitation and bit it down.

Lu Beiye didn't move, he looked at Xu Zhuoyang's scarlet eyes, feeling a little astringent in his heart.

He would rather be injured by himself. Every time Ayang gets sick, he will only run away like crazy and hurt his body. He never thought of resisting and doing something to him...

"I knew you wouldn't be able to do it." Meng Chuan stood at the door, watching the scene jokingly.

Butler Wang had contacted him a long time ago, and he drove over overnight. Xu Zhuoyang had been calm for a month, but he didn't expect to suddenly fall ill again.

He pointed to the sedative beside the bed and said, "It is inevitable that the sedative will harm the body, but if he doesn't inject it, can his body not be harmed?"

"Now he can't listen to what you say, and he can't understand what you do. He will only hurt himself or you. If he doesn't get the injection, he can only be quiet after a complete mental breakdown and fainting."

Meng Chuan meant persecution.

Lu Beiye couldn't do it once, and he won't do it in the future. This kind of situation won't be just this time, it will happen again in the future, hurting others and hurting himself.

Lu Beiye gritted his teeth, finally picked up the syringe beside him, and pushed the tranquilizer inside into Xu Zhuoyang's body...

Meng Chuan asked, "Haven't you taken any medicine recently?"

Lu Beiye nodded.

He rescued Lu Beiye's arm from Xu Zhuoyang's mouth, and then treated the wounds of the two of them. The effect of the medicine gradually took effect, and Xu Zhuoyang had gradually settled down.

Lu Beiye untied the belt tied to his leg. Meng Chuan looked up and accidentally found the wheelchair in the corner. He chuckled and said, "It's all used."

Lu Beiye sighed softly, and looked at his right leg, "Stealing a chicken won't cost you a lot of money. This time, he's exposed, so he can't be more angry..."

The days in the hospital were really good. Although his leg was seriously injured, he was not yet able to use a wheelchair. Although strenuous exercise was not enough, normal walking was no problem. He was in a wheelchair just to be able to follow He was getting more close contact, and this enjoyment was beaten back to its original shape within a day.

Meng Chuan said, "What are you going to do with that child named Fu Yun? Don't you hate children the most? Throwing it back to his brother will save you worry."

Lu Beiye reached out to touch his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "I really hate children, but when I think about him raising them, I don't hate them anymore, and even want to treat him as my own."

Even though that brat didn't get along with him, had a pouty face all day long, spoke ill of him, and called him little four eyes, but because of Ah Yang's relationship, he felt that this brat was so damn cute.

Meng Chuan couldn't help being surprised when he saw his cousin's lips raised while talking.

This kind of him is undoubtedly a little more popular than the indifferent and indifferent appearance back then, but he is so obsessed with one person, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune.

"By the way, I heard from my mother that my uncle seems to be returning to China soon, and my aunt seems to be even more anxious about this."

Lu Beiye rubbed his temples, feeling more irritable.

I hope my father can take Meng Man away, he is already powerless to distract himself from other things...

important Notice

('-ω??) School started recently, and many things are busy and messy, so I may not be able to update recently.

But when you are free, "Slag Gong" will be updated normally!About two months, hope you understand (bow)

In fact, the story is coming to an end, and I will try my best to have a sweet ending.

Wait for me!Love you, Chumi!