Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

Father Lu saw him angry, but most of the anger in his heart disappeared. He raised the corners of his lips in a happy mood, and said with a sneer: "Lu Zhenyu, I said a long time ago that you can't play with me. If you leave the Lu family, you I thought you could live a good life! However, I will not give you another chance."

As he spoke, he was about to continue walking, but his wrist was suddenly restrained by Lu Zhenyu.

"Let go!" Lu's father tried to shake off his hand, but Lu Zhenyu's grip on his wrist was not light, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for beating you!" Father Lu dropped the warning and stared at him coldly.

Lu Zhenyu snorted and said, "If I don't make this matter clear today, I will definitely not leave!"

After the words were finished, he saw Father Lu really raised his other hand.

Although he was his son, how could he, as an adult, endure being slapped by his father.

Seeing that Lu's father's palm was obviously strong, Lu Zhenyu quickly caught his hand in mid-air.

Father Lu staggered a few steps because of his sudden strength, his body became unsteady, and suddenly hit the wall behind him heavily.

With a "bang", Father Lu's eyes were fixed on Jin Xing.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his body was quickly paralyzed.

"Ah! The chairman has passed out!" The assistant yelled, and hurriedly sent someone to arrange an ambulance.

Looking at this scene, Lu Zhenyu couldn't help being stunned. He just wanted to stop his father's slap, but he didn't expect it...

Because this is the city center, the ambulance came quickly.

Lu Zhenyu watched the comatose Father Lu being carried out on a stretcher, and then hurriedly followed after regaining his composure.

In the hospital, he sat at the door of the emergency room and kept pacing back and forth.

The assistant looked at him like this and couldn't help sighing: "Master, don't lose your temper with the master all the time. In fact, he has been talking about you these days."

Hearing this, Lu Zhenyu felt even more impatient, but the assistant didn't want to miss this opportunity to persuade him, so he chattered endlessly: "The master was still talking about whether you will have a good life outside, and I have been thinking of ways Hope to get you back."

"Okay! Stop talking, I know everything!" Lu Zhenyu felt agitated and interrupted him directly.

The assistant just touched his nose, and it was difficult to continue.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the door of the emergency room was finally opened.

The doctor walked up to him and said, "You are the family member of the patient, right? The patient's condition is not optimistic."

Hearing this, Lu Zhenyu's face suddenly darkened, "Doctor, what do you mean by this sentence? He obviously just bumped it."

The doctor shook his head, took off his mask and said, "For you young people, a bump is really a trivial matter, but he is not young anymore. After such a bump, his head was also hit with a little problem. Now people It was rescued, but we are not sure when we will wake up."

The assistant's face turned pale when he heard this, "You mean that the master might not be able to wake up?"

The doctor nodded, "This situation cannot be ruled out, so I hope you can prepare for the worst."

When the doctor said this, the nurses pushed Father Lu out.

Looking at Lu's father's pale face without a trace of blood, Lu Zhenyu's heart ached as if someone had suddenly stuffed it with cotton.

That night, Su Panxing couldn't help feeling restless after waiting for Lu Zhenyu's arrival for a long time.

Su Nuanqing watched her keep walking back and forth in the room, and could only comfort her: "Don't worry, maybe he just didn't answer your call because he had some things to deal with."

Listening, Su Panxing grabbed his hair, "But I just can't help it, if Zhenyu is really bullied there..."

As soon as she said this, Mo Tianze suddenly walked towards them with an uneasy expression on his face, "Both of you, I have some bad news to tell you."

Su Nuanqing's face also changed, "Is it about Zhenyu?"

Mo Tianze quickly told them about Lu's father's injury one by one.

At the end, Su Panxing's feet softened, "What should I do? Zhenyu actually hurt his father for me..."

Even though she knew that Lu Zhenyu was at odds with his father now, she also knew that blood was thicker than water, and family affection could still connect the father and son together.

At this moment, her heart was quickly filled with self-blame.

Su Nuanqing came back to her senses slowly, patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, things will definitely turn around."

After saying that, she looked at Mo Tianze again, "Can we go to the hospital to see him?"

Mo Tianze pondered: "Based on the current situation, I still hope that you can stay here well."

The implication is to let them stop making trouble.

Su Nuanqing was mature and quickly understood the meaning of his words, she nodded and agreed, "I understand."

As she spoke, she dragged Su Panxing to the room.

After all, Su Panxing was still young, and he seemed at a loss in the face of this kind of thing. He grabbed Su Nuanqing's sleeve and kept asking: "Sister, is it because of me that the Lu family has become so chaotic?"

Looking at her face full of self-blame, Su Nuanqing seemed to see herself back then.

A few years ago, after getting off the cruise ship, listening to everyone's accusations against her, she almost believed that she killed Quan Yao's mother.

The fear caused by the crimes she had carried for so many years immediately spread from her head to the soles of her feet. Su Nuanqing shook her head to recover herself, and hugged Su Panxing tightly in her arms.

"Pan Xing, don't think too much, this matter is not your fault."

When two people fall in love, it should be a happy thing.

But in a wealthy family, there are too many things to be involved...

After the members of the Yang family heard the news about Father Lu, they were all preoccupied with their own thoughts, and they couldn't even eat dinner absent-mindedly.

Mother Yang took a few glances at Yang Sisi, and said tentatively: "Sisi, you also saw that that boy Zhenyu made his father angry like this for a little girl, do you think this kind of man can still be relied on? "

"Why can't you rely on it?" Yang Sisi's lips curled up in a sneer.

Mother Yang was taken aback by her words, and after a while she said sullenly: "Although you are right to say this, the person he wants to rely on is not you after all."

If it was before, Yang's mother's words would definitely hurt her heart.