Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Twenty years later, she seemed to be dreaming, and she didn't know when she would wake up from this dream.

Standing at the door of the innermost room on the third floor, Lu Wanchu was very nervous, and slowly raised her hand to twist the doorknob.

Her movements were very light, afraid of disturbing the people inside.

The door was slowly opened, and Lu Wanchu walked in.

The room is very large, and the whole room is decorated in a dreamy way, with pink as the main tone, and the warm-colored wall lamps make the whole room look very warm.

On the bed, Fu Nianwan was unconscious under the quilt, with gauze bandaged on his forehead.

Lu Wanchu looked down gently, turned her head and looked to the other side.

The slender and tall figure was lazily leaning on the sofa, dozing off with his head propped on one hand, and the documents in his hand.

Twenty years later, Fu Yixing has changed a lot. There are fine wrinkles on his forehead, and the hair on his ears and temples has turned white. His whole body exudes vicissitudes and despair, which makes people break down and feel distressed.

How could her Fu Yixing become like this?

Lu Wanchu was in severe pain all over her body, she stretched out her hand to grab the position of her heart, her eyes were red and astringent, she raised her foot with difficulty and walked towards Fu Yi.

He seemed to be very tired and hadn't woken up. If it was Fu Yixing twenty years ago, he would definitely wake up as soon as someone invaded.

Standing one meter away from Fu Yixing, Lu Wanchu no longer had the courage to walk over.

It was her who caused him to become like this, it was her fault!

Lu Wanchu felt that every step she took seemed to gouge out her heart.

After finally standing in front of Fu Yixing, Lu Wanchu's tears trickled down from the corner of her eyes, and then fell onto the back of Fu Yixing's hand.

His closed eyes moved slightly, as if he was in a dream, and there was his favorite woman in the dream, so he didn't want to wake up.

Lu Wanchu covered her lips with her left hand, and raised her right hand tremblingly to touch Fu Yixing's cheek.

Fu Yixing grabbed Lu Wanchu's right hand firmly, and his phoenix eyes opened sharply, fiercely and coldly.

When they saw Lu Wanchu, the air in the whole room seemed to be stagnant. The two held their breath and looked at each other quietly.

Fu Yixing didn't speak, but looked at Lu Wanchu obsessively, afraid that if he opened his mouth, Lu Wanchu would disappear.

"Fu Yixing."

In the end, it was Lu Wanchu who spoke first. She looked at Fu Yixing twenty years later, his eyes were empty and hopeless.

Such Fu Yixing made her feel guilty and uncomfortable.

"Wan Wan? Am I dreaming?"

Fu Yixing murmured softly, his voice hoarse and yearning.

"No, you're not dreaming, I'm back, I'm really back."

Just after Lu Wanchu finished speaking, he was already hugged in his arms.

"You are finally back!"

Fu Yixing exerted a little force, and Lu Wanchu was afraid that he would hurt the little Niannian in his stomach, so he gently pushed him away, "Fu Yixing, I still have Niannian, so be careful."

Fu Yixing's expression froze, he lowered his head and looked at Lu Wanchu's lower abdomen, "Nian Nian?"

"Actually, I came here twenty years ago, not..."

Before Lu Wanchu finished speaking, Fu Yixing hugged her again, his eyes were red, "Don't say it, please don't say it."

He would rather delude himself that she was back than twenty years ago.

Such Fu Yixing made Lu Wanchu feel distressed.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, but I know my Fu Yixing must be suffering."

Lu Wanchu held Fu Yixing's cheeks with both hands, her eyes were red and she held back her tears.

"Don't look, don't look."

Fu Yixing turned around, afraid that his current self would scare Lu Wanchu.