Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

The faint golden sunlight shone on Fu Yixing's delicate side face, the phoenix eyes behind the gold-framed glasses fell on Lu Wanchu's slender figure, and the thin lips were slightly hooked, "Why are you still standing there, aren't you hungry?"

Lu Wanchu stepped forward subconsciously, Mo Qing opened the stool for her in person, Lu Wanchu thanked Mo Qing and sat next to Fu Yixing.

I don't know what happened to Mo Qing, he was so close to Fu Yixing.

Mo Qing waved his hand, and the servant beside him left with him, leaving only Fu Yixing and Lu Wanchu in the restaurant.

"Mr. Fu, last night..."

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and Lu Wanchu hesitated for a moment, trying to explain why he was in bed.

"Eat first."

Fu Yixing put down the tablet in his hand, holding a knife and fork with his slender fingers like a gorgeous painting.

Lu Wanchu knew that it was useless to say those words now, so he could only eat first.

Lu Wanchu was seriously using the breakfast in front of him, but he didn't know that Fu Yixing, who was facing her, would look at her from time to time, and the eyes behind the gold-frame glasses were tender and nostalgic.

Speaking of which, the last meal between the two was not very pleasant. At that time, she was ready to return to Lu's house. Now that his illness has recovered, she should not stay.

At that time, after she said what she thought, he didn't speak, and finally seemed to be frustrated and asked her if she really wanted to leave, and she nodded.

Later, when she left, he stood quietly not far away, and when she got into the car, he quickly ran forward, grabbed her hand, and begged her in a low voice to ask if she would not leave.

There has never been a beginning between the two, so why should each leave something in their hearts that should not be left behind.

He is so much younger than her, and the Fu family is not something she can climb, even if she is not bad at all.

At that time, looking at his immature face, she smiled and told him that even if she left, they were still friends.

Yes, still friends, and just friends!

But in the end, he and her barely met in the next few years, she was running away, and he didn't know if he was angry or what, in short, everything was over.

After a quiet meal, Fu Yixing and Lu Wanchu walked out of the villa together. Lu Wanchu was one step behind Fu Yixing and looked at his back, which was much taller and wider than before, with complicated eyes.

She shouldn't think about the past, now she is Lu Wanchu, not Lu Wanchu, so what if she is still the head of the Lu family.

"Mr. Fu, I didn't know why I was in your bed last night. I didn't mean to."

Lu Wanchu stopped Fu Yixing and said in a muffled voice.

Fu Yixing put his hands in his suit pants, his figure was tall and tall, elegant and noble, and looked at her quietly like this, "Isn't it intentional?! Was that intentional?!"

Lu Wanchu was startled, "How is that possible?"

What she called her was intentional. Even if he was beautiful and delicious, she wouldn't be hungry, and she wouldn't sleepwalk. As for why he woke up in his bed, she was still thinking about the reason.

"Why isn't it possible, I thought Miss Lu had no intention of being with me, but I didn't expect that Miss Lu would also want to be with me in her sleep..."

Fu Yixing had a smile on his lips, his voice was low and gentle, as if he was speaking the most beautiful love words.

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wanchu quickly stepped forward and covered Fu Yixing's mouth.

There are many servants around. If he said those words, how would she face others.

"Mr. Fu, you misunderstood. I really don't mean anything to you."

Lu Wanchu was firm and serious, and almost didn't swear.

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