Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Just as Lu Wanchu was about to go home, she received a call from Sylvia Lin.

"Late night, late night, where are you?"

On the other end of the phone, Sylvia Lin was drunk and called Lu Wanchu's name inarticulately.

Lu Wanchu frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"Will you come over late at night?"

Sylvia Lin hung up the phone as soon as he spoke, Lu Wanchu knew what must have happened to Sylvia Lin, and drove towards Sylvia Lin's villa.

Just after getting out of the car and ringing the doorbell, Sylvia Lin seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time, and quickly opened the door, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were blurred, and she hugged Lu Wanchu, "Wan Wan, you are finally here, if you don't come, I will Do you think you're going to abandon me?"

Lu Wanchu's face darkened, "What did you say?"

She said that she seemed to have an affair with her, as if she really wanted to abandon her.

Helping Sylvia Lin who was obviously drunk to sit on the sofa, Lu Wanchu walked to the kitchen and poured her a cup of hot water.

"Drink the water."

Lu Wanchu sat beside Sylvia Lin, saw her drinking water, and put the water glass aside.

Sylvia drank the water obediently, holding Lu Wanchu's arm with one hand, preventing her from leaving.

Lu Wanchu frowned, her delicate face was cold, and her eyes fell on the many wine bottles that were lying about on the coffee table.

She seldom sees Sylvia Lin drunk, except that Sylvia Lin was arguing with her father a few years ago. Today, Sylvia Lin clearly returned to Ye's house, and she is still so drunk. She knows that Sylvia becomes like this, and maybe it has nothing to do with Ye's family.

"Every night, I have a headache, I feel uncomfortable."

Sylvia Lin rested his head on Lu Wanchu's lap, frowning uncomfortably, the corners of his eyes reddened.

Lu Wanchu felt a little distressed, and stretched out his hand to press Sylvia Lin's temple, "Since I know I have a headache, I will drink less in the future."

Sylvia Lin hugged Lu Wanchu's thigh with one hand, "I feel uncomfortable!"

Lu Wanchu's eyes dimmed and shook his head, "What happened?"

Sylvia Lin closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips twitched coldly, "My good father actually wanted to sell me for my good sister."

Sylvia Lin doesn't like Father Ye on the surface, but still treats Father Ye as a father in his heart, even if he has no feelings for her at all.

Over the years, Father Ye broke Sylvia Lin's heart again and again, and she still had hopes for Father Ye, hoping that one day he could see her daughter.

But every expectation was replaced by despair. When I went back today, Father Ye actually asked her to marry a playboy.

The playboy was looking for her sister, and as a result, her father resolutely decided to marry her to the man under the weeping of the mother and daughter, regardless of whether she agreed or not.

She had a big quarrel with the Ye family and ran back home, staying alone, drinking bottle after bottle of the wine she treasured, just wanting to get drunk.

Really drunk, she wanted to find someone to cry again. She had no one else, only Lu Wanchu could cry, and she could only call Lu Wanchu.

After listening to Sylvia Lin's words, Lu Wanchu sullenly said, "They are going to sell you?"

Sylvia Lin smiled bitterly and sarcastically, "That's not it, I'm going to sell my daughter, haha."

Sylvia Lin laughed drunkenly, his smile was desolate and self-deprecating.

"I'm really giving up, I'm really giving up, I don't have any expectations for him anymore."

Sylvia Lin's tears could no longer be restrained down the corner of his eyes.

Lu Wanchu picked up the tissue on the side and wiped the corner of Sylvia Lin's eyes, "They're not worth it, you have me."

Sylvia Lin raised his head, his red and swollen eyes looked at Lu Wanchu, blurred and charming, "Yes, I have you, I only have you!"