Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

  Chapter 85 Who Are You

  Lu was very naughty when he was a child, and he liked to follow Song Cheng. Song Cheng had no choice but to sit for a doctor and hold her.

  Every time Lu Wanchu called Grandpa Song, Song Cheng did not smile on the surface, but the curvature of the corners of his lips had already betrayed him.

  Later, when she grew up, she got closer to Grandpa Song. In the eyes of outsiders, Grandpa Song, who was serious and ruthless, was full of smiles when he got along with her, and she would call her a little girl movie.

  Before she was killed, she was planning to go to have dinner with Songcheng a few days ago. After all, he lived alone, except for her to visit him.

   Ye Yunshu’s car quickly reached the villa area where Songcheng lived, and he drove into the villa area along Ginkgo Avenue and stopped at a lake.

  A faint breeze blew, bringing the waves of the lake, Lu Wanchu's eyes fell on a villa a few meters away from them.

  The villa is not big, it is a small two-story building.

There are some flowers and herbs planted in the courtyard of the villa. A gray-haired old man in his sixties is holding a kettle to water the water. Behind him is a servant, "Master, you are in poor health recently. Take a rest, let me water these flowers."

  Songcheng’s wrinkled face with a faint sad look, the kettle in his hand paused, “These flowers were planted by the late girl herself. If you know that I don’t water it, you will definitely be angry.”

   "Master, Miss Wanwan has left."

  The maid had no choice but to remind that since Miss Wanwan passed away, the master has been quite older and his complexion is no better than before, and he thinks of Miss Wanwan from time to time.

   Such a good late-night lady, how come God doesn’t have eyesight.

   "Yes, she has left. If she is still there, she will definitely let me take medicine."

  Song Cheng's eyes were ruddy, and he stared at the flowers in front of him in a daze. Lu Wanchu's dissatisfaction seemed to be heard in his ears, "Grandpa Song, you are not behaved again."

   "Grandpa Song, you are not good again!"

  The unfamiliar soft voice came from not far away. It was obviously unfamiliar, so Song Cheng subconsciously raised his head.

  However, I don’t know when I saw two girls standing at the door, they were slim and beautiful.

   "Late late?! No, no, am I hearing hallucinations."

  Song Cheng shook his head, thinking that he was hearing hallucinations.

  The servant on the side looked in surprise, "Master, you have no auditory hallucinations, it is indeed the lady who is calling you."

   "What?"

  Song Cheng raised his head, his eyes met the soft gaze of Shanglu early in the evening, his familiar gaze was sly and crystal-clear with joy for him.

   "Grandpa Song, why don't you take medicine if you are sick?"

  Lu walked into the villa at the beginning of the night and stood in front of Songcheng, with ruddy eyes.

   Ye Yunshu walked to the servant, let her enter the villa with herself, don't disturb Lu Wanchu.

   "You...you...who are you?"

  Song Cheng trembled slightly, trying to raise his head but felt too abrupt, after all, the girl in front of him had an unfamiliar face.

   "Grandpa Song, it's me, it's me, I'm late."

  Lu Wanchu let the tears slide down, his delicate face was full of tears.

  Song Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, and took a step back, "Little girl, you are not too late, she has been away for a long time, how could you be her, stop talking nonsense."

   "Grandpa Song, this is your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I brought it to you late tonight."

   "However, Grandpa Song can only eat two of these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. You can't eat too much to avoid toothache."

  Lu Wanchu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised a soft smile, and spoke to Song Cheng as before.

  (End of this chapter)