Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Lu Tingchuan left after eating, he didn't live here tonight, Shen Qing stood at the door watching him, and didn't turn back until he could no longer see the taillights of the car.

Shen Qing returned to the bathroom in the bedroom, carried the medicine box, and carefully took off the red dress on his body. The burns on his back kept tingling, and when he looked at the mirror, the five burns were shocking.

Shen Qing used iodophor to disinfect, the potion irritated the wound, and let out a muffled groan, Shen Qing gritted his teeth, his eyes were flushed, and with his back to his hands, he used a cotton swab to clean the wound little by little.

Does Lu Tingchuan love himself?

There are three major illusions in the world, one of which is to think that others have different feelings for you.

If Lu Tingchuan didn't like him, he probably wouldn't have brought her to live in such a nice house. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't hand him over to him. He even asked the teacher to teach her the violin. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't have bought it for her. What a beautiful red dress, if you don't like it, you won't give her such a beautiful name.

Shen Zhichu, meaning to start again, know everything about you, love you as before, how wonderful.

Shen Qingqiang cheered up, she liked Lu Tingchuan and could endure his harm, but in fact she was also afraid of pain, and she also hoped that someone would love her.

It's okay...it's okay...Shen Qing comforted himself, the wound would heal soon after the medicine was applied, and the healed scar would not hurt anymore.

It was you who returned to the bedroom after washing your face. You had an injury on your back and couldn't sleep on your back. You were afraid that the "expensive" mattress would be stained by the potion. You carefully placed a plastic bag under it, and it made a rattling sound when you moved a little.

Shen Qing was curled up, holding his head in his hands, his body bent like a shrimp, this sleeping position meant that this person had no sense of security, even sleeping was uneasy.

Shen Qing had a dream, dreaming that Lu Tingchuan didn't want her anymore, she was curled up by the trash can, as pitiful as the stray cat beside her.

But dreams are always dreams, and nightmares are nothing more than expressing what people fear in a different way.

Shen Qing thought that as long as she was obedient, listened to Lu Tingchuan's words well, and endured the pain, she could stay by his side forever.

What she didn't know was that she was a dispensable thing for men from the beginning to the end, no different from the stray dogs on the roadside, or even worse, because she was just a substitute.

When we arrived at the Li family's old house, Lu Tingchuan got off the car, and the old housekeeper, Uncle He, stood at the door and called him "Second Young Master."

The attitude is respectful and respectful, without any extra emotions.

Lu Tingchuan said "um", "Is the old man asleep?"

"Waiting for you inside, he has something to tell you."

Lu Tingchuan was taken aback for a moment, then he walked in with a cynical smile and raised the corners of his lips.

Walking into the hall, Lu Tingchuan saw Mr. Li sitting on the sofa with a cane in his hand and his eyes closed.

In recent years, he has aged a lot, and the spirit he used to have is gone. This old man who once dominated the entire shopping mall and made a fortune for the Li family, finally lost to the years.

"grandfather."

Old people's ears are not very good, and they can't hear clearly even with hearing aids. Lu Tingchuan walked closer and said, "Grandpa."

This time, Old Man Li opened his eyes. Those bright eyes became a little cloudy, and the whites of his eyes turned yellow. Lu Tingchuan looked at the wrinkles on his face, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

"sit down."

Lu Tingchuan had always been obedient in front of Mr. Li, telling him to sit he would not stand up, being so "obedient and obedient" was his habit since he was a child, in this man-eating Li family, only under his protection can he be safe.

Surviving in the cracks, being able to bend and stretch, is the truth he has understood since he was a child, even if he hates this old man.

"How old are you this year?"

Lu Tingchuan replied, "Thirty."

Mr. Li looked at him gravely: "It's so big..." He paused, and said in a long tone, "It's time to get a wife."

Lu Tingchuan took a breath, but his expression remained the same as before.

"The youngest daughter of the Li family has just come back from abroad. She is in good condition. Let's get married as soon as we meet."

Mr. Li didn't ask Lu Tingchuan for his opinion, nor did he say whether it was suitable or not. In his eyes, it's just a good match, and it's enough for both parties to benefit. Marriage doesn't require much affection.

Lu Tingchuan had expected this day a long time ago, so he wasn't too surprised, but for some reason, the shadow of Shen Qing flashed in his mind.

He opened his mouth and replied: "Okay."

Old Man Li nodded, and he was quite obedient. He is already 85 years old, and his health is getting worse and worse than before. He might pass away one day, and the only thing he can't let go of is the huge Li family.

Both Lu Tingchuan and Li Jingshen can inherit, but the Li family cannot be divided, and can only be given to one person.

Other old people have children and grandchildren at this age, only he... the only one who can talk is Lao He.

"I know you raised someone outside."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Tingchuan's eyes darkened.

No matter what happened outside, Mr. Li couldn't hide it.

Old Man Li rubbed the crutches in the book, and said in a low voice, "It's just for fun, you should know that things like that are not on the table."

Didn't Lu Tingchuan understand it?Because his mother is no different from Shen Qing, he lowered his eyelashes to cover up all his emotions.

"I know."