Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Lu Wanxin stood in the room, walking back and forth, her face gloomy.

How could she personally diagnose and treat the deceased person and survive, and who saved He Zihan?

From the news brought back by Lu Ran, I learned that He Zihan seemed to be admitted to the hospital on the second day.

How could a person who was sentenced to be brain-dead and was also judged dead by her to live? Could it be that God is pitiful and unwilling to accept her?

"This matter must not be disclosed to others, absolutely not."

Lu Wanxin was apprehensive, afraid that others would know that she had diagnosed and treated He Zihan.

At present, only she, Fang Yao, and the He family know. Fang Yao is easy to deal with. If they dare to leak it, she will never let them go.

A few days later, Fang Yao was sentenced for intentional homicide, Fang Yao's parents were hospitalized because of the blow, and the Fang family was devastated. He Zihan was also slowly recovering. The He family did not seem to reveal that He Zihan was once judged dead by Lu Wanxin. Meaning, Lu Wanxin finally breathed a sigh of relief and no longer wanted to target the He family.

The night was getting dark. After returning home from the He's banquet, Lu Wanchu changed into a light sports suit and went out again taking advantage of the dark night.

Recently, there is a delicious snack bar outside the Beilin villa area. Lu Wanchu didn't eat anything at the He's banquet today, and now his belly is singing an empty city plan.

Stepping on the night, Lu Wanchu walked out of the house and came to a snack bar outside the Beilin villa area.

The snack bar is not big, only about ten square meters. The owner has set up a small stall in front of the store, selling stewed and skewers, and the business is not bad.

"Miss Lu, you are here."

The boss is a middle-aged woman with a kind appearance. Lu Wanchu has been taking care of her recently. Because of her beautiful appearance and gentle personality, she is remembered by the boss and always greets her warmly.

"Um."

Sitting in front of the stall, Lu Wanchu ordered a stew, and ordered more than a dozen skewers. The proprietress also personally gave Lu Wanchu a clear porridge.

Lu Wanchu sat quietly and gracefully at the booth, slowly and gracefully using the porridge in front of her. Her temperament was incompatible with the small booth. Many people would pay more attention to her when they came and went, and it was also because Lu Wanchu took care of the business of the owner of the booth.

Lu Wanchu didn't care about all this, and used the food in a good mood.

The night wind was blowing, with an earthy smell.

The proprietress raised her eyes and frowned slightly, "It seems like it's going to rain."

When it rains, the guests will leave. It seems that the business cannot be done tonight.

Lu Wanchu looked back at the night sky late at night, nodded, and speeded up the meal.

A black Rolls-Royce parked quietly at the intersection, the rear window was lowered, and a handsome face appeared in the car. The pair of phoenix eyes behind the gold-framed glasses kept falling on Lu Wanchu in front of the booth.

He never knew that she would also eat at the roadside stall, and she seemed to be in a good mood. From time to time, she chatted happily with the busy proprietress at the stall. Can't help but look sideways.

"President Fu, it's raining."

Mo Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at the sky outside. The dark night sky did not know when the dense drizzle fell, and there was a faint trend of falling.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes were exposed on the drizzle outside the window, and he hummed, "Go back first."

"……Yes!"

Mo Qing took out an umbrella and handed it to Fu Yixing, Fu Yixing took it with his slender fingers, opened the door and walked down, Xinchang's figure slowly approached Lu Wanchu, indifferent and noble.