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

At this time, in the quaint old house of the Lu family, the branches of the camphor tree were covered with snow.

Han Yunzhi was dressed thinly because the heating was turned on at home. She sat on the sofa chair in front of the window, looking at the snow scene outside the window with some blankness.

I don't know if Yu Chuan will read it, she really has no idea.

Lao Zhang probably delivered the letter, right?

As a repentant mother, she was always apprehensive in her heart. She mustered up the courage to write this letter by herself and send it out in the snow.

After all, in the past 20 years, she has always been arrogant in front of Lu Yuchuan.

Yu Chuan received the letter and knew it was written by her, would he read it?

Or, with his temper, would he just tear it up and throw it away?

Han Yunzhi's thoughts were wandering, clutching his heart tightly, thinking wildly.

"Ma'am." Yuan's mother knocked on the door and walked towards her with a bag, "The wool you want, see if it is this color?"

She regained her senses, stood up and took the bag from Mama Yuan, took out the gradient wool inside, and looked at it in a bright place.

She smiled and was very satisfied, "Yes, yes, this is the color I want. I remember Yu Chuan had a dress of this color when he was a child. He liked it very much, and he often wore it to school."

This is probably her only childhood memory of her son.

"But... can you knit a scarf?" Mama Yuan expressed doubts.

Han Yunzhi said to her, "You are not born with anything, as long as you want to weave, you can learn it." She has collected several videos.

Seeing the knowing smile on her face, Madam Yuan understood that Madam would not miss any chance to make up for Yu Chuan.

Even if Yu Chuan doesn't pay the bill, she will do it with hope.

To write this confession letter, she spent three days and three nights writing waste two letter papers.

In the days that followed, Han Yunzhi had something new to do, which was to weave couple scarves for his son and daughter-in-law.

After weaving the scarf, she will send it over in person, and then check to see if Yu Chuan has read the letter.

These days, Lu Yuchuan took the photos Tong Hua took at Zhang Gao's house, and according to the information found by his subordinates, he had never met him, but he had a certain understanding of his father's old friend.

Drive alone to their address.

Everyone is an old friend who has a good relationship with his father, and they took a lot of photos together in the past.

He came to visit with the attitude of a junior, and brought expensive gifts, which reflected his sincerity.

Seeing older people, around seven or eighty years old, without children around, Lu Yuchuan would be very heartwarming, helping the potted plants in the yard to prune and loosen the soil...

In this way, he played the emotional card, and the relationship between them became closer. Not only did he get closer to the truth of the car accident, but he also got to know his father a little bit.

On this day, just after the snow stopped, he came to a small western-style building and met an old man.

"Yuchuan, you and Chengguang really look alike." The old man brewed a cup of tea and came to the yard, "Is your father okay? There has been no news about him from the outside world these years. We only know about him." He's still alive."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm recovering." Lu Yuchuan left the old man with a back view, and was earnestly loosening the soil for the old man's potted plants.

He will still lie to the outside world, because his family ugliness cannot be publicized, and no one will know about Zhang Liqiang's existence.

The old man said, "There is a chance, let's see when it is convenient, I will go and see him?"

Lu Yuchuan kept loosening the soil for the potted plants, but he politely declined.

The old man no longer insisted, after all, I heard that Lu Chengguang became a vegetable directly after the car accident.

"Grandpa Sun." Lu Yuchuan put down the shovel, he went to wash his hands, and then took the cup from the old man's hand with both hands, "Thank you."

"Can you play chess?"

"I understand a little bit." Lu Yuchuan's voice was gentle and humble.

"Accompany me to the next game?"

"Ok."

The old man had lived alone for a long time, and when he saw a young man coming over and willing to play chess with him, he felt instantly better.

The old man has been ignorant of the world for many years, and he knows that Junyu Group has been handed over from the old man to Chengguang's son.

But I have never paid attention to this young man. I never expected to see him today, and I was deeply attracted by his humility. I just checked the Internet and found that this young man is quite capable.

"Grandpa Sun, do you know Yang Yiqing?"

When Lu Yuchuan was playing chess, he saw the timing, cut into today's topic, and reminded, "Yang Yiqing from Shengyu Group."