It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

It seemed that she really didn't know him anymore.

After being stunned for a moment, Fu Chengxun still walked over.

Two years, he lost her for two years.

He couldn't wait any longer.

What's more, it is under the premise of a reunion without warning.

"elegy."

He called her name with a cautious tone.

Xinyu and Qing glanced at each other, seeing the man on the opposite side staring at him closely, Xinyu held Qingyi's hand tightly with some fear.

Feeling her fear, Qingyi held her hand tightly.

At this time, she raised her head and looked at Fu Chengxun who was standing opposite: "Uncle, I think you made a mistake."

Fu Chengxun's eyes didn't move, he still stared at Xiang Elegy closely: "How could I admit my mistake."

He had thought of her every day and every night for the past two years.

This woman he never loved to the bone marrow, this woman who was hurt by him.

How could he admit his mistake?

Qingyi didn't speak, and glanced at Xinyu who was standing behind her, keeping her head down and not looking at Fu Chengxun: "Sorry, uncle, I think you really misunderstood the person, she is not the elegy you said, her name is Xinyu, it is my mother."

Fu Chengxun's eyes widened, and there was obvious surprise in the deep eyes: "What did you say?"

Qingyi repeated what she said just now: "Uncle, this is my mother. She is relatively timid. She doesn't like talking to outsiders. Your attitude just now may have scared her."

Fu Chengxun stood motionless, his eyes fell on Xinyu standing behind Qingyi.

"You said she was timid?"

Qing nodded: "My mother has always been like this, sorry uncle, if you have nothing to do, then we have to go."

As soon as Qing finished speaking, she was ready to leave with Xinyu.

But before taking any steps, Fu Chengxun said in a calm voice: "No, I won't admit my mistake."

Qing turned around and looked at Fu Chengxun suspiciously, but Fu Chengxun stared at Xinyu for a moment: "Elegy, after two years, you still refuse to say a word to me?"

Xinyu finally raised her head cautiously at this time, she was looking at Fu Chengxun, but she didn't seem to be looking.

"Qingyi, let's go, I don't like this person."

She spoke in a low voice, but Fu Chengxun paused.

"This person? You use this person to call me?"

Xinyu bit her lip and didn't speak.

"Elegy, it doesn't matter if you hate me or whatever, but why pretend you don't know me?" He said in a sad tone, and couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to hug her.

Xinyu took a step back, and Qingyi, aware of her fear, covered her face with a wrinkled face: "Uncle, my mother doesn't know you."

Qingyi's words were a little heavy, and there was a hint of obvious displeasure in her immature voice.

Fu Chengxun finally stopped.

Qingyi paused for a second, and then said: "I think you must have admitted your mistake. My mother doesn't know you, and she rejects you very much. There is no need for us to continue talking. Goodbye, uncle."

After saying that, Qingyi took Xinyu and left together.

Fu Chengxun looked at the two leaving figures, and told him rationally that he should catch up, but thinking of all the performances of Xiang Elegy just now, his steps seemed to be fixed in place.

She doesn't know him anymore, and her whole state is completely different from before.

There was an eight or nine-year-old girl beside her called her mother.

All of this, what's going on?

Why was she like this, why was she in Prague, what had happened in the past two years?

Mo Xun, who had witnessed all this, came to his side at this moment.

"Old Fu, did you admit the wrong person?"

How could such a timid person be the arrogant and indifferent Xiang Elegy back then.

Fu Chengxun didn't answer for a long time, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of hoarseness in his deep voice: "How could I admit my mistake. Her right hand is something I can't repay in my life. How could I forget it."

Mo Xun had a flash of inspiration, yes.

The biggest difference between Xiang Elegy and others is that her right hand has no feeling.

And the woman just now, yes.

It was the left hand that was holding the little girl, while the right hand was limp and unconscious from the beginning to the end.

In such a short period of time, Fu Chengxun even observed these things, Mo Xun was a little surprised: "I didn't even think of this, you observed very carefully."

A sneer overflowed from the corner of Fu Chengxun's lips: "Careful? If I had been careful, I wouldn't have failed to find her in the past few years. If I had been careful, I wouldn't have let her leave me."

Mo Xun sighed in his heart: "Who would have imagined such a result?"

Fu Chengxun pursed his thin lips and did not speak.

Mo Xun thought for a while, and felt that Fu Chengxun's behavior was a bit abnormal: "Since we are sure that she is Xiang Elegy, why don't you chase after her?"

"She's scared of me."

Scared?
Mo Xun thumped in his heart: "I looked at her from a distance and it seems that something is not right, is it..."

Mo Xun didn't say the rest, he knew it, and Fu Chengxun understood it.

"I do not know."

This is the last sentence Fu Chengxun left before turning around.

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, and immediately followed: "You just let her go like this? No way, that's Xiang Elegy."

Fu Chengxun didn't stop at his feet: "I will only make her reject me more if I follow up now. What I have to do now is to find out what happened to her."

Having said that, he paused, and then spoke again, with a heavy voice: "How could I just let her go, in this life, I will never let her go again."

……

Back home, Jeny was cooking in the kitchen. Seeing them coming back, she greeted them immediately: "Miss Qingyi, Miss Xinyu. You are back."

Qing nodded, turned her head to glance at Xinyu, and saw that something was wrong with her expression.

"Please pour a glass of milk for my mother and bring it to the bedroom."

Jeny also noticed that something was wrong with Xinyu's state, so she quickly responded, "Okay, Miss Qingyi."

Qingyi took Xinyu back to the bedroom, but Xinyu still just held her hand, seeming to be afraid.

"Ayu." After a second of silence, Qing opened her mouth and called Xinyu's name, no longer her mother.

"En." Xin Yu replied, but his mind was still in a trance.

"What's the matter, Ayu, we're back home, you don't look in a good condition."

Xinyu looked down at Qingyi and moved her lips. She first pulled Qingyi's hand to where her heart was: "Qingyi, is this the heart?"

Qing nodded, not knowing what she was going to say.

Xinyu held her hand, his tone suddenly a little frustrated: "I don't know why, I just felt uncomfortable here."