Chapter 1365 Why give up to Fu Yixing

   Seeing fine sweat on her forehead, Lu Wanchu wiped her distressedly.

   Fu Nianwan hugged Lu Wanchu, and his mind was full of scenes from his dream.

  She dreamed that Lu Wanchu was killed by Lu Wanxin and disappeared. She and her father have been waiting for her every day, but they can't wait for her mother to come back.

   "Did you have a nightmare?"

  Lu Wanchu felt a little distressed, so he picked up the water on the side and handed it to Fu Nianwan.

  Fu Nianwan took the glass and drank it, finally calmed down, "Mom, I dreamt that you are gone, and my father and I have been waiting for you."

  Lu Wanchu feels distressed. She knows that her daughter Fu Nianwan often dreams that she disappears, and she feels distressed and uncomfortable.

   "It won’t go missing, don’t you think mom is here?"

  Even if Fu Nianwan is her daughter twenty years later, in Lu Wanchu's heart, she still loves her very much.

  How uncomfortable it should be without mother's thoughts, and how painful Fu Yixing should be.

  She will not leave, and she is reluctant to leave.

  Fu Nianwan stretched out her hand to hold Lu Wanchu, tightly unwilling to let go, only then believed that Lu Wanchu was really by her side.

   "Go to sleep, mom will always be with you."

  Lu Wanchu hugged Fu Nianwan and lay in bed. Fu Nianwan leaned in Lu Wanchu's arms and fell asleep again.

  Lu Wanchu looked at her daughter quietly, raised his hand and gently touched her eyebrows.

  From the situation of getting along these days, my daughter is very insecure.

   With a silent sigh, Lu Wanchu fell asleep.

  The night slowly darkened. In the darkness, a slender figure quietly looked at the sleeping mother and daughter.

  Mingjia

  Mingjing rubbed his eyes and went downstairs, and saw Ming Ling coming in from outside, "Brother, why did you come back so late?"

  Ming Ling was scented with alcohol, and Junyi's face was slightly decadent. Hearing his sister's voice, he walked toward his room with only one sound.

  Mingjing is a little uncomfortable. Her brother doesn't know what's going on recently. He often likes to buy drunk alone.

  Usually, even if she was drunk, she would say a few words to her, why is she so indifferent to her when she comes back today.

  In the dimly lit room, Ming Ling threw her coat aside, and the tall figure sat on the sofa, rubbing her temples uncomfortably.

  The sound of temptation in her ear kept reverberating.

   "Ming Ling, Lu Wanchu belongs to you, why would you give it to Fu Yixing?"

   "You are a coward, giving up the woman who belongs to you to others."

  "She likes you. As long as you **** her over, she belongs to you."

  Ming Ling covered his head in pain, and in the vague memory, he seemed to have met someone. The person said that it was his every night, and it’s always been his.

   "Yes, it’s mine late and she’s mine."

  Ming Ling exudes a gloomy air, which surrounds Ming Ling, slowly causing him to lose his mind and immersing him in fantasy.

  In the darkness, Ming Ling held the photo of him and Lu Wanchu in her hand, and gently stroked the bottom of her eyes with her infatuation.

   On the afternoon of the second day, Lu Wanchu returned to the Chuxin Drugstore to pick up things. She did not take her daughter, but let her stay at Ye Yunshu’s house.

  Fu Nianwan visited Chuxin Pharmacy that day, and everyone in Chuxin Pharmacy was confused, so it was not suitable to bring her over.

  Lu Wanchu, who was about to drive to Ye Yunshu's house after taking his things, received a call from Ming Ling.

   "It's late, I'm sorry to disturb you, Mingjing is ill, can you come and help her to see?"

  Ming Ling’s gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

   "Mingjing is sick, didn't you see a doctor?"

  (End of this chapter)