On the day of the flash wedding, I became pregnant with the heir of a wealthy family

Therefore, she concluded that he was conscious.

His condition was not as bad as written in the medical record.

But at the same time, Tong Hua also understands that it is impossible for a person who has been controlled for a long time to trust anyone easily.

It will take a lot of time for him to let his guard down.

So even if Tong Hua told him now that she could save him, Lu Chengguang would not believe it.

Moreover, people who have not communicated with the outside world for a long time may have lost the ability to communicate and express.

There is really no rush for this matter.

Tong Hua sighed softly, she suddenly felt that there was a long way to go.

Turning to look out the window, today's sun is particularly bright and the sky is blue.

She saw hope again, after all, the person had been brought out.

"Father, the weather is really nice today, and the begonias are blooming outside, shall I push you down to relax?" Her lips were smeared with a smile, and her tone was cheerful.

The man responded with silence.

Tong Hua took it as his consent.

So, she came behind him, held the back of the chair, changed direction with a little force, and carefully pushed him towards the door.

Tong Hua thought, he must be eager for freedom, right?

It is said that on the Mid-Autumn Festival that day, Grandpa insisted on letting him come down to participate in the blessing ceremony. It was the first time in nearly 20 years that he left that cage.

Sad to think about.

After the door opened, Lu Yuchuan's subordinates outside hurriedly asked, "Madam, do you need help?"

"No, thank you, there is an elevator." Tong Hua smiled gently at everyone, "I'll take a walk downstairs with Dad, and I'll be up in a while. You guys are busy with your work."

"Okay." His subordinate hurried forward and helped her open the elevator door.

Tong Hua thought to herself, how much a person who has been locked up in a room longs for freedom. It is a great luxury to be able to take him out to have some fun, right?

She must make this luxury a daily routine.

The yard in front of the villa is very empty, with green grass and a wide view. Some begonias are planted and they are in full bloom.

When the breeze blows, there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

The weather today is really good, the autumn is crisp and the sky is blue.

This wheelchair works well and is effortless to push.

The warm sun shone on Lu Chengguang's body, and the wind blew his hair. He smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air, and felt the long-lost freedom.

But he couldn't show the slightest excitement, he was afraid of showing his emotions, so he closed his eyes.

Tong Hua strolled in the yard pushing the wheelchair, with a soft smile on her lips, and she didn't talk to him too much along the way, but just led him around the yard.

There are no dead ends in the security here, there is Lu Yuchuan's men almost every ten meters, and there are strict handles at the gate.

In short, very safe!

But the atmosphere is also a bit dull. I don't know if Lu Chengguang will feel pressure from the subordinates who can be seen everywhere.

Tong Hua considered this problem, but she had no choice but to worry that Han Yunzhi would send someone over to make trouble.

Thinking of Han Yunzhi's behavior of forcing herself to drink the abortion pill that day, she felt very sad again, and was also afraid for a while.

The baby is really big.

As she walked, she withdrew her thoughts, and said to him while pushing the wheelchair——

"Dad, these people are all sent by your son. They are responsible for keeping you safe, so he really cares about you." Although they didn't get along much.

"As for Yu Chuan, he's been a little busy at work recently. When he finishes his work, he will often come to accompany you."

Tong Hua is really a good wife, she tried her best to reconcile, starting with blood relationship.

It's getting windy...

Tong Hua stopped and squatted down in front of Lu Chengguang. She reached out and pulled the blanket over him, worrying that he would catch a cold.

The seriously ill middle-aged man still tilted his head, his eyes were still dark, and there was no reaction on his entire face.

Tong Hua handled the small details of the blanket in place, then smiled at him before standing up.

Coming behind him again, he stretched out his hand to pin a strand of long wind-blown hair behind his ear, held the handle of the chair with both hands, and continued to push him forward, towards the living room.

This scene is extremely warm and beautiful.