The president’s wife’s vest is crazy

Chapter 170 Reunion

Shen An struggled to move his eyes, his morbid expression slightly agitated.

"It's like..."

"Shen An, after so many years, you have gotten old." Lu Wanru was helped forward by Shen Yi and sat down.

Tears unsatisfactorily fell from the corners of Shen An's eyes, and his excited eyes were bright, "I'm sorry, Wan Ru, I'm sorry for you."

Lu Wanru kept her head down and cried, and after a long time she raised her head, her eyes red, "I have hated you countless times over the years, and I regret my original choice.

If it happened again, I don’t think I would be with you. But after so many years, it’s useless to say anything. "

She hated her choice back then. If she hadn't believed in love and had her own way, things might not have been like this.

Shen Qinghe took out a tissue and wiped Shen An's tears.

Even though Shen An was dying, she still couldn't forgive him.

"I'm really happy to see you alive. Wan Ru, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of Qinghe and Xiaoyi. I'll leave it to you in the future. If there is an afterlife, it's you who will torture me."

Shen An's voice was filled with sadness and regret.

"No, if there is an afterlife, I hope we will never meet again..."

When Lu Wanru said this, she looked very calm on the surface. Her heart had already died and she had been tortured to death by this man.

Hearing this, Shen An didn't speak, tears couldn't stop flowing, and the pain from the wound seemed to remind him that Lu Wanru was ten thousand times more painful than this.

"Xiaoyi, you have to take good care of your mother and sister. My father is not a good father. Don't blame me."

Shen An reached out to hold Shen Yi's hand.

"Dad, you are not allowed to die." Shen Yi cried bitterly, turned around and knelt in front of Shen Qinghe, "Sister, please save dad, you are a miracle doctor, please save him."

He was just a twelve-year-old child. In just a few months, he had experienced major changes, and he couldn't accept it.

Shen Qinghe knelt down and hugged Shen Yi, "I'm sorry, sister is useless."

"Save dad..." Shen Yi buried his head in Shen Qinghe's arms and cried heartbreakingly.

Everyone was moved.

"Mr. Shen, it's Qinghe's birthday in a few days, you must hold on." Yu Xiuyan walked into the ward and said sadly.

Perhaps for a dying person, the pull of family affection is the only way to keep him.

Shen An closed his eyes tiredly and nodded.

For so many years, he had failed to fulfill his father's responsibilities and failed to celebrate Shen Qinghe's birthday. He must hold on.

"Qinghe, Mr. Shen needs to rest." Qi Yanjing came over to remind him.

Everyone exited the intensive care unit.

The air also became sad.

"Qinghe, today is New Year's Eve. We have booked a restaurant in Xiangmanyuan for a reunion dinner." Lu Zhichu said in a confused tone.

Mrs. Wu poked Lu Zhichu's arm and poked his head with her finger, "You blind thing!"

"Mom, Shen An is the culprit of all this. Why are you all so sad? It's like coming back. What a happy event. Do you plan to spend it here?"

Lu Zhichu picked his ears and didn't care.

He wanted to kill that person, and he had no such feeling of reluctance at all.

"Qinghe, your mother just came back. Why is this family finally reunited? Let's go have a reunion dinner." Lu Zhichun mobilized his emotions.

No matter how big the deal is, it's not as important as today's reunion dinner.

"Yes, Xiuyan, call your grandma and Nuannuan, let's have a meal together and discuss your marriage." Mrs. Wu said with a smile.

Shen Qinghe turned to look at the man on the bed, nodded and agreed.

On New Year's Eve, the streets are decorated with lights and colorful decorations, full of New Year's atmosphere.

Shen Qinghe arranged for Lu Wanru to be discharged from the hospital, and the family happily went to Xiangman Garden.

Under the bright stars, the Xiangman Garden was very lively.

The music played during the Chinese New Year rang out in the hall, couplets symbolizing auspiciousness were posted, and the walls were covered with red lanterns.

The entire Lu family, about a dozen people, gathered in the box.

"Grandma, happy New Year!"

All the young and old in the Lu family paid New Year's greetings to Mrs. Wu one by one.

"Okay, okay, give me red envelopes!" Mrs. Wu took out a stack of red envelopes on the table and handed them to several children.

"Qinghe, you have a lot of family members." Yu Xiuyan was shocked.

Shen Qinghe nodded.

Every New Year, her biggest headache is recognizing her children. There are so many nephews that she can hardly tell who is who.

The children greeted the New Year like a train, and several adults gave red envelopes to each other. At the end of the round, everyone had at least 100,000 yuan in their hands.

Yu Nuannuan had never seen such a battle before and was quite interested.

"Nuan Nuan loves to celebrate the New Year, and will celebrate the New Year every day from now on!" Yu Nuan Nuan shouted.

"Then uncle's wallet is going to be empty."

Lu Zhizhi's son Xie Lin patted his wallet and laughed.

"Nuan Nuan is not short of money. There is a lot of money in Nuan Nuan's bag."

After saying that, she took out a wad of money from her small schoolbag and slapped it on the table, crossed her legs and said, "Kowtow to me too, and I'll give you a red envelope."

As soon as this was said, the whole audience laughed.

Yu Xiuyan held his forehead and said, "Nuan Nuan, don't be rude."

"It's okay. I look at Nuan Nuan and Xiu Yan. Mrs. Yu, the eighth day of next month is going to be great. How about having the wedding on that day?"

Mrs. Wu touched Yu Nuannuan's hand and smiled.

Shen Qinghe has told the Lu family about Yu Nuannuan's life experience. They don't mind Yu Nuannuan's identity now, as long as Shen Qinghe is happy.

"Grandma, I don't want to hold a wedding." Shen Qinghe raised his head and said.

There was silence.

Lu Zhichun's expression was serious, "Qinghe, this is not okay. If you don't want to marry Xiuyan, you should make it clear."

Yu Xiuyan stared at Shen Qinghe with dark eyes.

"Uncle, what I said is that I don't want to have a wedding, I want to travel and get married."

Shen Qinghe held Yu Xiuyan's hand and smiled tenderly.

"Okay, where do you plan to go?" Lu Zhixue smiled.

Yu Xiuyan tightened his palms and breathed a sigh of relief, "You can go anywhere, just listen to Qinghe."

"Starting from country m, I want to hold an embroidery exhibition to fulfill my mother's wish." Shen Qinghe turned to look at Lu Wanru, with tears in his eyes.

"Thank you, daughter." Lu Wanru leaned her head on Shen Qinghe's shoulder and smiled happily.

This family dinner was a joyful one, with constant laughter and laughter.

The early morning countdown begins and everyone counts down.

The clock struck zero o'clock, and a grand fireworks show was staged outside the window.

Fireworks of various colors bloom in the dark sky, dazzling and dazzling.

Shen Qinghe looked at the fireworks with tears in his eyes.

This year has been the best year she has ever had.

"Qinghe, it will only be better than this in the future." Yu Xiuyan stood behind her, silently encouraging.

Shen Qinghe's birthday is on the third day of the first lunar month.

In order for everyone to see the birthday party, Yu Xiuyan adopted a live broadcast and even invited many reporters to interview.

A large LED screen in the center of Beijing read: Shen Qinghe, happy birthday.

All Yujia stores are covered with red roses.