After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

Mumu lay alone in the VIP ward of the city's No. 1 Hospital. He had not seen his grandmother and father for the entire day. The only people who accompanied him were the nurses who took turns to keep him company.

Accustomed to being surrounded by his family, he could not adapt to the sudden loneliness.

His crying filled the entire ward, and the nurse had no choice but to call Lu Cunli.

"Second Master, the young master has been crying and wants to see his father and grandmother. Can you come and see him? His eyes are almost swollen from crying."

"Okay, I'll come up right now."

Not long after, Lu Cunli walked into the room carrying a lot of bags, and he was also holding a set of Ultraman toys in his hands.

When Mumu saw Lu Cunli, she sobbed, her face full of grievance: "Second Uncle... wuwu... it hurts... Does everyone not want Mumu anymore?"

Lu Cunli rarely showed the tenderness of fatherly love. He sat on the bed while taking apart the toys and said seriously: "From now on, you have to change your way of speaking. You can't call me second uncle anymore. You have to call me dad. Do you understand?"

"You're not my dad! I have a dad, and I don't want you to be my dad!"

The little guy became stubborn and didn't even want the toy. With a wave of his hand, the Ultraman toy hit Lu Cunli in the face, which really aroused his anger.

His face darkened and he scolded sternly: "I won't tolerate your bad temper! Wait until you get better and try it. If you still can't change your ways, I'll beat you up!"

Mumu was startled, and then burst into tears, with tears falling like beads from a broken string.

At this time, Chang Wenjuan rushed over. She was extremely anxious when she heard the crying and rushed into the room quickly: "What's wrong, Li'er? Why are you angry with the child? He is still so young and doesn't understand anything."

Mumu's small body curled up in her grandmother's arms, her thin shoulders shaking constantly because of sobbing, and tears falling from her eyes like pearls falling from a broken string.

"Grandma, I miss Dad so much. Why doesn't he come to see me? My body hurts so much and I'm bleeding so much. I was really scared when the car hit me."

There was a cry in his voice.

Chang Wenjuan gently patted Mumu's back and said firmly, "Grandma is here, and grandma's embrace is the same, you know? Besides, your friends and teachers will come to see you soon. What will they think if you cry?"

Hearing this, Mumu tried to sniff and gradually stopped crying.

Lu Cunli, who was standing aside, felt Chang Wenjuan's reproachful gaze and couldn't help but sigh. The annoyance and helplessness in his heart seemed to have found an outlet: "It's all the fault of that woman Zhu Lian. If she hadn't intervened, how could my own son and I be so estranged? The child doesn't even recognize me now." His tone was full of regret and self-blame.

"The child is still so young. How many memories can a four-year-old world hold? When he recovers and comes home, we will have plenty of time to slowly make up for it."

A bitter smile appeared on Lu Cunli's face.

Just as the air was filled with a faint sadness, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and the nurse's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting the solemnity: "Dear parents and children, everyone is here."

Following the nurse in were twenty or so lively and adorable children and their equally concerned parents. The crowd divided into two lines and slowly walked into the room filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Mrs. Hu walked at the front of the team, holding a carefully prepared gift in her hand.

Her daughter was holding tightly a bright little red flower.

After a brief greeting, Hu Yunxin stood on tiptoe and carefully pinned the little red flower on Mumu's chest, saying softly, "Mumu, this is for you because you are a brave little man. Get well soon."

Mrs. Hu's eyes wandered and she accidentally caught a glimpse of Lu Cunli leaning against the window smoking, looking lonely and desolate.

She secretly understood in her heart that those groundless messages from the outside world were actually misunderstandings.

Lu Sen is not the son of Lu Huaijin as rumored, but is a descendant of Lu Cunli.

Everyone knew about Lu Cunli's romantic affairs, and it was not uncommon for him to have several illegitimate children in the social environment at that time.

Suddenly, Mrs. Hu raised her voice and called out the names of the children, "By the way, Zhu Guoguo and Zhu Tangtang, please come over and shake hands with Lu Sen. He just had a terrible car accident and is still very weak. I hope you won't bully him in the future and learn to be good friends. Do you understand?"

These words made all the parents present turn their eyes to their children.

Guoguo and Tangtang, who were named, pursed their lips, with a look of innocence and confusion on their faces.

When did they bully Lu Sen?

It was clear that Lu Sen was the one who started every dispute!

Zhu Feiwan had been standing at the end of the crowd with her two children. She had wanted to keep a low profile, but she was directly named at this moment, making it impossible for her to remain silent.

She stood up, and even when facing Mrs. Hu, the elder sister of the director of education, her pride reduced some of Mrs. Hu's original majesty.

Mrs. Hu felt flustered and couldn't help but hesitate: "I have no ill intentions, I just want the children to live in harmony."

"If we want the children to get along well, we must first clarify the facts. It is not that my children bully Lu Sen, but that Lu Sen often causes trouble for our children. Just because I teach my children to learn to protect themselves, we cannot treat Lu Sen as a victim. I told them that when we are bullied, we cannot sit and wait for death, but must have the courage to fight back. Is there anything wrong with this?"

As Zhu Feiwan's tone became louder, Mrs. Hu stepped back unconsciously, her face changing slightly, and she obviously felt the pressure from the other party.

"So many children came to visit Mumu today. He should be grateful for everyone's care. This is the correct way of education!" Zhu Feiwan emphasized.

Mrs. Hu was embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she retorted almost out of control: "You... I am the chairman of the Parents Association, it is not your turn to teach me a lesson."

However, Zhu Feiwan did not back down. She turned around and shouted to the corridor outside the ward: "Zhu Lian, your own child is in trouble, do you still need outsiders to comment on it?"

When people heard Zhu Lian's name, they subconsciously moved aside to make way for this once prominent figure.

When she was in kindergarten, Zhu Lian was the focus of many parents' attention.

They mistakenly thought she was Lu Huaijin's partner and therefore gave her extra respect and courtesy.

After seeing her today, everyone suddenly realized that her real identity was to be with Lu Cunli.

Although Lu Cunli was the second young master of the Lu family and people did not dare to offend him easily, they still maintained a certain degree of respect towards Zhu Lian. After all, the power of the Lu family stood behind her.

What was surprising was that the Zhu Lian who appeared in front of everyone at this time was completely different from the charming woman in their memory.

The designer clothes and dazzling jewelry of the past were gone. She was dressed simply, even a little shabby, and walked with a unsteady step.

"What's going on? I feel like she seems to have aged a lot in a short period of time?"