Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

"Sorry, I haven't slept well recently, I shouldn't be angry at you."

Fu Yixing softened his voice, his eyes locked on Lu Wanchu.

Lu Wanchu met his star-like phoenix eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

He never bowed his head like anyone, let alone apologized, but today he did.

"It's okay, I didn't see it, and you are also kind."

The cyan in his eyes was in her eyes, and every time she saw him since her rebirth, she had never rested well, and her eyes were always inadvertently tired.

The tip of her nose was inexplicably sour, and Lu Wanchu didn't dare to look at Fu Yixing again, "Let's go, I'll find a place to change your dressing."

"Um."

The two walked quietly towards the front, silent and quiet as if the air was still.

In the rain curtain not far away, an old man sat in front of the flower bed clutching his ankles, making a low and desperate voice.

The old man was wet, cold and pale.

She went out for a walk at night, accidentally fell on the ground and twisted her ankle. She asked for help from the crowd, but no one rescued her, as if she was afraid of causing trouble, afraid that she would rely on them.

No one rescued her, and she didn't have a mobile phone on her body, so she could barely sit in front of the flower bed, hoping that she would be better before going home.

But it was raining heavily, and she was soaked all over, and there was no one around, so she could only sit helplessly and desperately.

Lu Wanchu saw the old man sitting in front of the flower bed at a glance, and was about to run forward when Fu Yixing grabbed his hand.

"What do you want to do?"

"Someone needs my help."

Lu Wanchu looked back at Fu Yixing and said in a low voice.

The Lu family has family rules. If they encounter such a situation, they must save people.

She couldn't just watch a life happen to her in front of her eyes. The old man was obviously unable to hold on, so she couldn't let it go.

"I'll accompany you, don't let it rain."

Fu Yixing said in a deep voice, Lu Wanchu was stunned for a moment, and hummed softly.

Fu Yixing never meddles in his own business, let alone this kind of thing, why is he today?

Without time to think about it, Lu Wanchu and Fu Yixing stepped forward.

The old man's consciousness began to blur, and she saw a pair of well-matched men and women approaching. She wanted to ask for help last, and she thought of all the rejections she encountered today, and finally lowered her head powerlessly.

"Old man, are you alright?"

A soft voice sounded in front of the old man, she raised her head in shock, and said excitedly, "I... I feel uncomfortable, my feet hurt."

Lu Wanchu immediately squatted down and carefully checked the old man's ankle. The ankle was already red and swollen, but fortunately the bone was not injured. Now the most important thing is that the old man had been drenched in too much rain and must be sent home immediately.

She took out a pill from the bag, and Lu Wanchu asked the old man to take it, "Old man, take this pill first."

Without the slightest suspicion, the old man took the pill that Lu Wanchu handed her, and soon the weak body poured into strength, which made the old man's uncomfortable body a lot better.

"Little girl, I seem to be feeling better."

The old man coughed and said excitedly.

Lu Wanchu held the old man's hand and injected her spiritual power from time to time, hoping that she could hold on for some.

"It's fine. I'll take you back right away. Where do you live, old man?"

Lu Wanchu helped the old man up, the old man got up with difficulty, and told Lu Wanchu that he lived in an old community not far ahead.

Lu Wanchu nodded, glanced at the still big rain curtain, bent down, "I'll carry you back."

The journey is not too far, the old man can't walk, she can only go back with the old man on her back.

"No...how is this possible?"

The old man shook his hand and said with difficulty, how could she trouble such a beautiful little girl, although she is old, she is not light.

"Let me do it."

Fu Yixing forced the black umbrella in his hand into Lu Wanchu's hand, walked to the old man, and bent down.