Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

Sheng Rou stared at him without blinking.

The two of them were one high and the other low, their eyes were facing each other in the air, both of them were stubborn and refused to give in.

"Lu Yichen," Sheng Rou took a deep breath, "You have to know that your illness is not your fault alone."

He frowned, "What do you mean?"

"I've seen your treatment records, and your disease is hereditary."

Sheng Rou looked straight into his eyes, "Don't forget, Xiao Yunfei is your son, and the possibility of his inheritance is not low. You can cure the disease, and he will have a better treatment plan in the future."

Hearing this, Lu Yichen frowned more and more.

Suddenly, he stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

bother.

He is really a scourge, scourge himself and also scourge children.

Sheng Rou indifferently watched the man take down a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and didn't make a sound to stop him until he opened the red wine cork and said, "If you drink again, I will never care about your business."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Yichen replied with a stinky face, but still put down the red wine in his hand, and returned to the sofa with restlessness in his eyes.

"I didn't promise Shen Zhiyue anything."

Sheng Rou took the initiative and said, "He was injured by you, and he asked me to accompany him to the hospital to change his medicine. If you think this request is too much, there is nothing you can do, because the medicine has been changed in the past few days, and today is the last day .”

Hearing this, Lu Yichen's restlessness dissipated a lot, and he asked again, "Is it just a simple change of medicine? Did he take the opportunity to take advantage of you?"

"Not everyone is like you."

Sheng Rou felt that his brain circuit was never on the same line as hers. When she said things, he always asked things, "In this world, the only person who took advantage of me and was not killed was you."

only you.

Lu Yichen only heard these three words, what a beautiful three words.

No matter whether the unique position is good or bad, he is comfortable if he is unique.

Sheng Rou looked at the man's gloomy face, feeling puzzled.

She stood up, "Can we go now? I'll go back home for dinner tonight."

Young Master Lu stood up slowly, "Let's go."

……

Shen Mo didn't know about Lu Yichen beating Shen Zhiyue.

Shen Zhiyue's hippie smile is a hippie smile, but he promised his friend that he would definitely not show his feet. He told Shen Mo that he would travel abroad for a few days and planned to go home after the injury on his face healed.

Shen Mo was writing on the medical record, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Mr. Lu, are you hiding something?"

Lu Yichen raised his eyes, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Shen Mo closed the medical record, tapped the tip of the pen on the table, and spit out two words, "Self-mutilation."

Sheng Rou was distraught outside the psychotherapy room.

It was the first time she came to a place for psychotherapy. It was obviously a clean and bright place, but it was inexplicably overwhelming.

She stared at the empty corridor that seemed to echo, took a deep breath, and suddenly thought of Lu Yichen.

How many times has he walked alone in such a depressing place, and how much courage must he muster to face his unbearable situation.

There are many things that I can't think about, and once I think about it, I can't hold it in like a tide.

She thought of his bitterness when he left.

She thought of the three years he had been abroad alone.

Breathing is like a needle being pricked, causing dense pain in the chest.

Those painful days and nights were difficult for her, so why not for him.

"Thinking about what?"

At some point, Lu Yichen came out of the treatment room and stood in front of her.

Sheng Rou came back to her senses suddenly, the water in her eyes was too late to hide when she raised her head.

Lu Yichen frowned, "Why are you crying?"

"Who's crying?" Sheng Rou turned her face away, "The wind blows."

Lu Yichen looked at the closed windows at the end of the corridor, and curled his lower lip funny, "Okay, the wind is blowing, just stay here honestly, I'll go to the bathroom."

Sheng Rou looked at the man's slender back and blinked to hide the tears.

Alas, Xiao Yunfei is right, she is such a crybaby.

"Miss Sheng." Shen Mo came out of the treatment room and greeted her.

"Uncle Shen, thank you." Sheng Rou bent her eyes and thanked her sincerely.

Shen Mo sat down next to her, "Needless to say thank you, Mr. Lu paid a lot of money, he took people's money and did his best."

"You're not short of money, are you?" Sheng Rou blinked, and said sincerely, "I know that you have stopped receiving medical consultations due to personal reasons, and this time I made an exception. This thank you is due."

Smiling silently, "No wonder that kid Zhiyue has to rely on you, she is really a good and transparent girl, but he doesn't have such a good fortune."

As he said that, he looked at the still empty corridor and made sure that Lu Yichen hadn't come back, so he said, "Miss Sheng, how much do you know about Lu Yichen's overseas affairs?"

Sheng Rou shook her head, "I don't know."

During those three years, the two seemed to be isolated in different spaces, and even the people next to them deliberately avoided possible news.

"Uncle Shen, why do you ask that suddenly?" She was puzzled.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I haven't been engaged in psychotherapy for as long as my father, but I have come into contact with quite a few cases, like Mr. Lu..."

Sheng Rou was a little anxious when he heard that, "How is he? Very serious? Is there no hope of recovery?"

"No... there are some things I have to communicate with you, because the root cause is still with you."

"I?"

The conversation was not long, only 5 minutes before and after, but Sheng Rou sat there, listening to Shen Mo's words, feeling chills running down her limbs.

When Lu Yichen came back, he saw Sheng Rou sitting there, a little stiff.

"Sheng Rou." He walked over and called her.

Sheng Rou raised her head slowly, staring at him with misty almond eyes, motionless.

The next moment, she stood up, grabbed his hand and left, "I'll take you home."

The vibe all the way back was weird.

"what happened to you?"

When Lu Yichen got home, he was pressed on the sofa by Sheng Rou, a little inexplicable.

Without saying a word, Sheng Rou took off his coat and threw it aside, then started to unbutton his shirt.

Her movement came suddenly, Lu Yichen subconsciously pressed the neckline, and said casually, "Take off my clothes as soon as you come back, so can't wait?"

She still didn't speak, knelt on the sofa with one leg, pulled off his hand, and continued to unbutton it with the other hand, anxious and irritable.

Although Young Master Lu had wanted to eat this piece of meat for a long time, he still had a faint feeling that something was wrong in the face of such a vigorous Sheng Rou. He remembered Shen Mo's question, and suddenly looked up at her, "Did Mo Mo say something to you?"

At this time, Sheng Rou had already unbuttoned most of the buttons, and pulled down the shirt on his shoulders without hesitation, and then, her eyes turned red.

She saw that there were many fine and deep scars in the hidden place on the inside of his arm.

Criss and crisscross, shocking.