The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

Luo Wanfeng ordered in a cold voice, "Ah Qian, send her away."

"Yes." Ah Qian respectfully responded, and walked to Yu Muxi's side, "Miss Mu Xi, I'm so offended."

After he finished speaking, he dragged Yu Muxi's arm out of the ward.

Yu Muxi didn't resist, and stood outside the door, feeling sore for the first time.

This sore feeling is like being abandoned by the person she loves the most, she now understands how he felt when he kept pushing Luo Wanfeng away.

At that time, he must have suffered a hundred times more than she does now, right?

She turned around, Ah Qian had already closed the door of the ward.

"Miss Mu Xi, Third Young Master doesn't want to see you, you go back, I will take good care of him."

Yu Muxi pursed her lips and gave a bitter smile, her heart ached.

"Ah Qian, I just want to stay and take care of him, I have no other ideas."

Ah Qian sighed helplessly, and was silent for a moment, "You don't understand men, he can accept anyone's help now, except you."

"Why?" Yu Muxi asked.

"Miss Mu Xi, give the young master some time to get used to it." A Qianyu said earnestly, "What he needs now is calmness, not your sympathy."

Her sympathy?

Does even Ah Qian feel that she is just sympathetic?

Just because Luo Wanfeng was hurt by saving her again, do you think she took care of him with sympathy and guilt?

Yu Muxi did not explain.

Because no matter how much she explained, Luo Wanfeng would not believe her.

She silently turned and left the hospital.

-

Yu Muxi returned to the autumn garden in a low mood.

As soon as she entered the living room, Xiao Yue hurried towards her and asked nervously: "Miss Yu, do you have any news about Mr. Luo? He hasn't come home for more than ten days."

Yu Muxi changed her slippers and looked at Xiao Yue quietly.

During the days when she moved to Qiuyuan, Xiao Yue had asked her many times.

As a woman, Yu Muxi is very clear about Xiao Yue's state of mind at the moment.

Xiao Yue has been Luo Xingchen's tutor and nanny for more than half a year. How many women can resist a rich and handsome man like Luo Wanfeng?

Not to mention half a year, half a month, half a day, you might be tempted.

Yu Muxi was annoyed by the question and lost her usual patience, so she asked instead: "Mr. Xiao, does Wan Feng usually let you care about his private life?"

Xiao Yue's expression suddenly sank.

She nodded offensively: "I'm sorry, I'm just curious."

Yu Muxi didn't want to embarrass her, after all, she was Xiaoxing's personal nanny, "I'm sorry, Teacher Xiao. I don't know where he went or when he will come back."

After finishing speaking, Yu Muxi dragged her exhausted body to Xiao Xing who was painting, and hugged Xiao Xing helplessly.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Muxi was very tired, and whispered softly: "Xiao Xing, let mom hug you."

Xiao Xing put down her pen and gently stroked her hair to comfort her.

-

In the following days.

Yu Muxi often cooks soup and sends it to the hospital.

But she couldn't get in the door of the ward at all.

Even the things she sent over were refused outside the door.

What she couldn't understand was that this man hated her so much in the four years since she left, and still wanted to be with her when they met.

When she was in danger, she would rush over to help her block the fatal blow.

But why is it so decisive now?

Did he completely let go of her and never forgive her in the past six months?

Luo Wanfeng didn't let her get close, so she could only spend more time at home with her children.

In addition to commuting to and from get off work normally, she personally sends her son to school every day, and when she returns home from get off work, she stays with her son, plays parent-child games, bathes and sleeps with him, and reads to him.

weekend after a week.

Yu Muxi, who had just returned from get off work, saw Xiao Yue sitting on the sofa in the living room crying silently.

She asked puzzledly, "Mr. Xiao, what's the matter?"

"Miss Yu, you're back?" Xiao Yue sniffed, hurriedly wiped away tears, and stood up, "Third Young Master, he's back, but he can't see."

Yu Muxi frowned involuntarily, "He can't see, why are you crying?"

Only then did Xiao Yue realize the suddenness, and wiped the tears from her eyes, "I...I just feel sad for Xiaoxing. If Xiaoxing knows that his father can't see, he must be very sad. I feel sorry for Xiaoxing."

"Thank you for your empathy." Yu Muxi said in a soft voice, looking at the study unconsciously.

Is he in good health now?

How are you doing these days?

Yu Muxi was full of concern, and wanted to see him very much.

But I was afraid of being kicked out by him.

Xiao Yue said: "Miss Yu, Mr. Luo knows that you live here, he just told the bodyguard to let you pack up and leave today."

Yu Muxi's heart twitched violently, and there was a burst of tearing pain.

When these words came out of Xiao Yue's mouth, it made her even more uncomfortable.

"Thank you for letting me know." Yu Muxi's tone was a bit cold, she put her handbag on the sofa, and walked quickly to the study.

She knocked on the door several times, but there was no movement inside.

She unscrewed the door and walked in.

In the huge study room, the curtains were drawn and it was dark.

Luo Wanfeng was sitting on a half reclining lounge chair, with a teacup beside him, and a hypnotic wind chime, which swayed regularly, sending out a melodious lullaby.

There was a haze around him, like a gloomy fog that couldn't dissipate.

The icy aura makes one feel unapproachable.

Seeing this scene, Yu Muxi couldn't help the sadness in her heart, and tears filled her eyes.

He was only temporarily blind.

Relatives are not around, isn't there still her?There are also Xiaoxing, Aqian, and many trustworthy subordinates.

But why is he so gloomy and sad?

She walked over slowly.

Standing beside him and just about to speak, Luo Wanfeng closed his eyes, and a cold voice came, "Mr. Xiao, if it's not about Xiaoxing, please go out."

"It's me, Wanfeng." Yu Muxi choked up and murmured, her heart hurting.

Luo Wanfeng's body froze slightly, and his face instantly sank.

He clenched his fists involuntarily.

Yu Muxi squatted down slowly, approached him, and asked in a soft voice: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you can leave." Luo Wanfeng's cold voice lacked any warmth.

"I want to stay and take care of you." Yu Muxi felt very uncomfortable, she didn't know what to do, so Luo Wanfeng agreed to let her take care of her.

Luo Wanfeng smiled coldly, and growled sarcastically: "How many times do I need to say that? I don't need your care. I didn't get hurt because of you. I just don't want Xiaoxing to lose her mother."

"Wan Feng, I know that what you need most now is company." Yu Muxi squatted beside him crying, and slowly stretched out her hand to hold the back of his hand, "Please, don't drive me away."

"Get out." Luo Wanfeng was so violent that he shook off her hand and slapped her.

Yu Muxi was pushed by the man's strong force and fell to the ground, hitting the table next to her with her back.

"Ah..." The teacup on the table fell and hit Yu Muxi's shoulder, a burst of pain came, and half of her body was soaked.

There was an exclamation accompanied by the movement of the table and the muffled sound of the cup hanging on the carpet.

Luo Wanfeng panicked immediately, and stretched out his hand nervously to touch, flustered in the darkness: "Yu Muxi..."