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

When Tuantuan heard his brother's words, he also raised his head and asked innocently.

"Mommy will take you to the car first, and then go see him."

Zhu Feiwan answered perfunctorily, muttering to herself, what does Lu Huaijin's life or death have to do with her?

"No, I'm afraid Mommy won't keep her word."

Guo Guo was obviously not satisfied with this arrangement: "You have to go now. We want to see you go there with our own eyes."

"Ok?"

Zhu Feiwan squatted down and touched Guoguo's little head in confusion: "Don't you dislike that bad uncle?"

"I don't like him, but he helped Mommy and bought us a lot of toys. Mommy, you taught us to be grateful. Now Uncle Stupid is sick, and Mommy is a doctor, so it's a good opportunity for me to go see him."

Guoguo spoke seriously, word for word, the principles that had been instilled in her since childhood.

These words are indeed the result of Zhu Feiwan's education. As a mother, she knows that she should set an example herself.

"Okay, Mommy will go right away. Lili, thank you for your hard work."

"Don't worry, I will get the children there safely."

As Zhu Feiwan's good friend and assistant, she can handle all trivial matters in an orderly manner.

……

After waving goodbye to the three little angels, Zhu Feiwan quickly walked towards Villa No. 2.

The door to the yard was slightly open, and there was a light yellow sticky note on the door of the villa. It was the message left by Yu Yan before he left.

——The password is your birthday.

Seeing this message, Zhu Feiwan's brows wrinkled a little more. She hesitated for a moment and tried to enter her birthday as the password of the combination lock.

Unexpectedly, with a crisp "ding", the door opened automatically!

She tried hard to suppress her inner shock and complex emotions and stepped into this familiar yet unfamiliar mansion.

The interior layout of the villa remains the same, with a thick carpet with a fine texture underfoot, a low round table in the center, and several lazy sofas of various shapes surrounding it.

A quick count revealed five in total.

Among them, the blue sofa is printed with Detective Conan pattern, the yellow sofa is the lively SpongeBob SquarePants, and the pink sofa is the sweet Hello Kitty.

In addition, there are two red sofas in the shape of half a heart, which, when placed side by side, form a complete heart.

Faced with the scene before him, plus the special number on the combination lock, Zhu Feiwan subconsciously clenched his fists.

She walked quickly up the stairs and began searching floor by floor.

"Lu Huaijin!"

Her cries echoed in the empty house, filled with anxiety and expectation.

"Lu Huaijin!"

She shouted out the name with almost all her might, her voice piercing the quiet air, carrying with it a bit of undisguised anger.

Even at the moment she shouted, her heart was filled with ripples, wondering why she was so emotional.

Along the corridor, every step I took echoed firmly until the door of Villa No. 1 came into view.

Without any hesitation, she pushed the door open, and the scene before her made her frown.

The man who was usually full of vigor and vitality was now curled up on the floor, wearing only a loose pajamas, his hands tightly covering his abdomen, his face distorted in pain.

"Lu Huaijin, what do you mean by this? Are you pretending to be sick to lure me here?"

Zhu Feiwan stepped in, his words filled with disbelief.

Five years was enough time to change a lot of things, but it didn't seem to include the slightest concern or care she had for him.

As far as he could remember, he had never had stomach pain.

Lu Huaijin's face turned pale and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even utter a word in rebuttal.

Ever since Zhu Feiwan "passed away" five years ago, his life seemed to have lost its rhythm.

Meals are no longer on regular schedules, and work and rest schedules are no longer regular. People are completely immersed in endless work and often forget to eat and sleep.

Over time, his irregular eating habits first caused acute gastritis, and his indifference to it eventually made the problem worse. Chronic gastritis followed him everywhere and became a part of his body.

"I am fine."

Lu Huaijin gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and barely held up his body.

As a man, how could he tolerate showing his vulnerable side in front of any woman?

With the support of the edge of the bed, he slowly stood up with difficulty.

However, the barely perceptible paleness on his lips ruthlessly revealed the fact that he was weak.

"How did you get in?"

Lu Huaijin raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with surprise and inquiry, staring at the obviously dissatisfied woman in front of him.

Zhu Feiwan frowned, and said with a hint of displeasure: "Are you still pretending not to know?"

"Ok?"

Lu Huaijin's expression seemed confused, as if he really knew nothing.

"Why is the combination to your front door lock my birthday?"

Zhu Feiwan's voice was clear and firm, and his questioning tone carried an unquestionable force.

Lu Huaijin's body trembled slightly, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That was my ex-wife's birthday, Miss Zhu, how did you know?"

The answer to his question was obvious, but he still had to ask it, silently awaiting Zhu Feiwan's answer. Would he be honest or continue to hide it?

If she admitted it, he would embrace her desperately and beg for her forgiveness.

If she chose to remain silent, he could only maintain the status quo and endure the torment alone.

"Guoguo is very good at these techniques. It's easy for him to crack a door lock code."

Zhu Feiwan's inner anxiety finally dissipated as she spoke, and she let out a light breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

Obviously, Lu Huaijin did not have any conclusive evidence to prove her identity, he just had doubts.

She could have categorically denied such suspicion.

The Zhu Feiwan of the past has gone with the wind, and now she only wants to live as Zhu Yunran and never look back. Lu Huaijin was surprised but also reasonable when he heard such an answer.

She really didn't want to be the Zhu Feiwan who was misunderstood and isolated by everyone.

The Lu and Zhu families brought her nothing but pain. How could she be willing to fall into that shadowy identity again?

"I have fired Lisa. Lu's company does not allow employees who scheme against others behind their backs to exist. But this is not because of you. I simply think that such a person is not suitable to stay in our Lu's company."

Lu Huaijin's words were calm and firm, trying to draw a line in the sand, but also revealing the concern he had not let go.

"How you deal with Lisa has nothing to do with me. I am already an employee of Han's. In other words, I am now your competitor."

Zhu Feiwan's answer was calm and resolute, without much emotion on his face.

"Now that you're okay, I should go."

After saying this, she turned around and left resolutely without any reluctance.

The moment she turned around, Lu Huaijin behind her hugged his abdomen again in pain, staggered to the bedside table, and took out a drawer full of medicine.