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

Lu Meiling was wearing professional attire, standing in front of the French windows of the office, she stared out of the window with wide eyes, her face suddenly turned pale!

What her subordinates just said flashed through her mind, and she felt like the sky was falling.

"Sister Meiling, this matter...is settled." The other party said, "There is nothing we can do."

The middle-aged woman staggered back two steps, a gust of cold air seemed to wrap around her, penetrating through every opening.

Slowly, slowly put down the phone, her pupils lost focus.

Needless to say, the matter of increasing the punishment has nothing to do with Lu Yuchuan.

And this matter, she can't solve it.

As a mother, she also knew very well that Bai Chuan was charged with many crimes, and he was only sentenced to six years. It was due to everyone's efforts, and for the sake of grandpa, he found some connections.

But now...

Lu Meiling was really furious!I can't wait to eat Lu Yuchuan!

At the same time, she hated Tong Hua to death!

Damn, this woman should not be underestimated!

Rongcheng.

Lu Yuchuan finished his work and accompanied Huahua to the prenatal checkup. Although he took on several big projects, he still focused on his family.

The time spent with his wife has not been reduced, and he will go to the small villa to visit his parents every day.

On this day, he suddenly remembered something.

After get off work, I drove alone to the rental house where my father had lived for 20 years.

The car stopped, and he sat in the car for a while, then turned his eyes to look at the old dilapidated building outside the car window, feeling sour in his heart.

He opened the door and got out of the car. Under the sun, he was tall, indifferent and dignified.

He closed the car door casually, raised his eyes to look at this unremarkable small building, and he and his father passed by like this a few times.

He took a step towards the corridor alone, every step, every step, made him feel extremely dignified.

The lights in the corridor were out today, and it was a bit dark in broad daylight.

A few more pieces of the wall skin fell off, and if you were not careful, they would rub against your clothes.

Stepping on his shiny leather shoes, Lu Yuchuan walked upstairs step by step. There was a rusty iron railing on his left.

This is his second time here, and his mood is completely different from the first time.

During this time, he has been digesting this matter.

I came here today to take away some of my father's personal belongings. Last time I left in a hurry, I didn't even take a pair of shoes with me.

Lu Yuchuan chatted with that woman about his father by the way.

He has very vague memories of his father.

Going upstairs to the door, Lu Yuchuan found that the door was not locked, and the surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Looking at the half-hidden door in front of him, he stood outside the door for a long time.

Before stepping into this door, he, the president of the dignified Junyu Group, also needs to calm down.

After a while, he returned to God.

He knocked on the door politely, even though he really hated this woman, even hated her.

However, no one responded.

After a while, he tried to stretch out his hand and gently pushed the door open. When he walked in, there was no one inside.

The layout is exactly the same as the last time I came here, without any changes.

In the small living room, Lu Yuchuan stood in front of the yellowed coffee table, looking down at the completely withered roses in the vase.

I feel a little sad for no reason... It's like the withering of a relationship.

When he walked into the bedroom where he took his father away, he saw that the quilt had been neatly folded, and the whole room had obviously been tidied up.

When he came to the window, he saw several folded letters on the clean table, pressed by a bowl.

The top letter was written with a pen - received by Yu Chuan.

Lu Yuchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at these letters for a long time. He had no desire to read the letters, but had a strong premonition that the woman was gone.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and it was inexplicably sad.