Chapter 942 I'm Just Lu Wanchu

   "Grandpa, there is no substitute, no pretense, only her."

  Fu Yixing’s words shocked Mr. Fu and let Mr. Fu understand that Fu Yixing really meant Lu Wanchu for the present.

   "Let me see her!"

  Finally, Mr. Fu said nothing more and sighed.

  This time, he will not do anything to dismantle lovers. He just wants to see what kind of person Fu Yixing likes, "Lu Wanchu", and what he looks like.

  Grandson finally likes a person again, he can't live long, how could he do such a vicious thing again.

  It has made him regret it for many years once, how could it be possible to do something like that again.

  Fu's back garden, Lu Wanchu stood under an ornamental tree, looking up.

  Fu’s back garden is very large, with lake pavilions and rockeries, as well as basketball courts, golf courses and other sports venues. The entire back garden is carefully trimmed regardless of the flowers and trees.

  Lu Wanchu glanced around, the exact same scenery, as if it had not changed at all, gave her the feeling that time was still in place.

   "Hey, who are you?"

  A hearty boy's voice came, and the familiar voice made Lu Wanchu look back.

  Fu Yiche stood not far away, holding a basketball in his hand, sweating profusely and walked from not far away.

  From a distance, he saw the figure of Lu Wanchu, whose back was graceful and charming, making him come over subconsciously, and couldn't help but ask aloud.

  Seeing Lu Wanchu's beautiful face, the basketball in Fu Yixing's hand fell to the ground, bounced a few times and rolled away.

  Fu Yixing smiled awkwardly, ran forward to hug his basketball, and walked to Lu Wanchu's side.

  "Are you my domestic servant? It doesn't look like your clothes look like you? What's your name?"

   Fu Yiche had a handsome face with three points of shame, almost afraid to look directly into Lu Wanchu's eyes.

  Lu Wanchu’s apricot eyes smiled. If she didn’t guess wrong, the big boy in front of him should be the grandson of Fu Yixing. Fu Yixing’s younger brother, Fu Yiche, should be almost twenty years old this year.

  Twenty-year-old Fu Yiche has the handsome and sunny face of a big boy. His appearance is somewhat similar to the first time she met Fu Yixing. The big difference is that Fu Yixing is handsome and sunny, and that person is cold and alienated.

   "My name is Lu Wanchu."

   "Lu Wanchu?! Why does this name sound so familiar? You...you...are you from the Lu family? Don't you look like it? She doesn't look as good as you."

  Fu Yiche has a very strange temper. As the young master of the Fu family, he never likes to attend any banquets. He likes to go alone and play with his friends. He is totally indifferent to and unfamiliar with some daughters.

  He has lived in Beijing for many years, and there are only a few women he knows. Lu Wanchu is one of them because she treated his brother six years ago.

  At that time, he was only thirteen or fourteen, and he had seen Lu Wanchu just two or three times, and he was not particularly impressed with her.

  Later, if he didn't know the relationship between his brother and that person from his grandfather, he still wouldn't know.

Now there is another girl named Lu Wanchu who does not seem to be that. After all, if that person is already in her 30s alive, she will look like her in her early twenties, so who is this Lu Wanchu? ?

   "I am not the head of the Lu family, Lu Wanchu, I am just Lu Wanchu."

  Lu Wanchu smiled softly at Fu Yiche. She knew that Fu Yiche was not malicious, but she was just curious.

  (End of this chapter)