Daddy, big boss mommy has fallen off the horse

Chapter 338 He is already a dead man
Five years ago, it was a snowy night.

Huangting Hotel, the only seven-star hotel in Beicheng.

On the top floor of the hotel, Su Wan sat there quietly, waiting patiently.

Surrounded by the fragrance of roses, 99 roses were spread around the dining table.

"Miss, don't wait, he won't come, you've been waiting here all day." The attendant sighed and said helplessly.

Su Wan closed her eyes and said, "Wait a little longer."

Maybe.

Maybe it's coming?She thought with hope.

He should have received the text message he sent.

If he can come, she will tell him everything, including his disguise as Su Chen.

Can you give her this chance?

It was snowing heavily outside, but it was warm inside.

However, as time passed bit by bit, Su Wan's heart gradually cooled down along with the person who hadn't arrived.

It was about to dawn, and heavy snow covered the outside world with a layer of white.

*
In the dark room.

Xia Yi walked up and down impatiently, looking worriedly at the person on the bed.

"Why isn't Ah Zhen awake yet? Is there something wrong with the resurrection potion?" Xia Yi covered his head, pain flashed in his eyes.

"I knew that Ah Zhen shouldn't have been injected with this potion back then, but now that the people are neither human nor ghost, it would be better if Ah Zhen died of illness ten years ago."

Lu Mingxuan frowned, and said, "What did the Mu family say?"

"What else can I say? No matter what, Ah Zhen will live on. Ah Zhen is my only... the only nephew."

"cough!"

The person on the bed coughed violently.

When Xia Yi heard the movement, he rushed to the side of the bed.

"Azhen, Azhen, are you awake?"

The young man opened his eyes, subconsciously touched the wound on his chest, and it was completely healed.

The young man glanced at Lu Mingxuan who was at the side, and called out, "Dad."

"Azhen."

Lu Mingxuan helped him up.

"This is the third injection, how is it? Do you feel any discomfort?"

The young man stretched out his hand, looked at his hand, and then suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"puff."

"Azhen."

Xia Yi and Lu Mingxuan watched his injury from left to right.

"Uncle." Lu Tingzhen frowned and called out.

"Azhen, I'm here."

"Give me another potion." Lu Tingzhen spoke softly with his bloodless thin lips.

With trembling hands, Xia Yi gave him a light blue potion, and said, "Ah Zhen, hold on, don't cause any accidents, there are still a lot of potions, and uncle can make a lot for you, you must take good care of them." of."

Lu Tingzhen didn't even look at it, and directly injected the medicine into his body.

Afterwards, a painful expression appeared on the young man's face.

Potions that can speed up the body's healing and bring the dying back to life, in the eyes of others, are heaven-defying treasures, but to him, they are deadly poisons.

Although it is known to be fatal, it has to be used.

Because if you don't use it, there won't even be a tomorrow.

Lu Tingzhen stood up weakly from the bed and said, "Uncle, how many days have I been in a coma this time?"

"Five days, it's five days, but it's okay, Ah Zhen, I also sent someone to inform the Mu family."

Ah Zhen has been sleeping more and more recently, which has to worry Xia Yi.

"Uncle, where is my cell phone?" Lu Tingzhen's expression changed.

"Yes, I'm here. I'll look for it. Your phone has been ringing all the time these two days. It seems that someone is looking for you... But uncle has already refused for you. You can just rest at ease."

Lu Tingzhen took the phone, and when he saw the long row of caller IDs and text messages on it, his expression changed suddenly.

"Azhen, who is this Chen? Is it your friend?"

Lu Tingzhen trembled, and walked out step by step while clutching the phone, "Uncle, I'll go out for a while."

[Chen: Huangting Hotel, waiting for you, I will tell you all the truth. 】

After leaving this door, he turned back into the cold-blooded and unkind Mu Shaotang.

Who is Lu Tingzhen?
Oh, it's just a dead person who died of illness ten years ago.

This text message was sent to him by "Su Chen" a day ago, and he had to go see him.

The snow was heavy, and the pure white snow touched his shoulders.

Xia Yi chased him out with an umbrella, and said, "Azhen, where are you going, I'll see you off."

The young man said impatiently: "The Royal Court Hotel, uncle, take me to the Royal Court."

"it is good."

Imperial Court, top floor.

Su Wan waited here for a day and a night, and the attendants at the side had already dozed off twice.

The sky outside was bright, and Su Wan looked at the heavy snow falling outside.

Finally stood up and said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, the attendant woke up suddenly and said, "Okay, good lady, let's go."

"Let's just say I won't come. Miss, why do you have to wait here overnight? It's not worth it."

The words "not worth it" hurt Su Wan's heart.

She said, "I'll know if it's worth it after it's over."

"Miss, it's snowing so hard outside now, even if you continue to wait, it's doomed to no avail. You haven't eaten for a day, right? The old man was going to ask me about your situation just now."

"Reply to grandpa, I will go home now and have dinner with her old man."

"Come on, I'll call the old man right away."

The attendant followed Su Wan into the elevator.

It was snowing too hard outside, the attendant opened an umbrella for Su Wan, covering her head and blocking her sight, "Miss, it's too cold outside, don't get caught in the snow."

At the same time, Xia Yi held an umbrella and helped his nephew into the building of the imperial court.

The two umbrellas were unknowingly staggered.

When the young man stepped into the imperial court, there was no one waiting in the imperial court.

"Where's Su Chen?" The young man's deep voice sounded.

"Ah, he just left."

Lu Tingzhen, or should I say Mu Shaotang, returned to St. Yale.

Looking at the clean bedroom, he fell into a long silence.

You don't need to ask, you can guess that he is gone.

He walked simply, without saying goodbye, and just disappeared in front of him.

He still has a lot of questions he wants to ask him, but he is destined to never get an answer.

The world is quiet.

All the voices are drawn away, only a half-dead him, supporting his sick body alone, walking in this innocent world.

*
Ye Luoluo recalled that very bad memory, suddenly came back to his senses, and said lightly: "Old Long, are you kidding me?"

"Huh?" Long Lao looked at her puzzled.

"I don't like him that much anymore." Ye Luoluo's tone was a little cold.

Long Lao smiled slightly, "You."

"I remember that the Imperial Court is now bought by Shaotang, isn't it?"

"En." Mu Shaotang responded.

"That's right. Tonight, let's go to the Imperial Court for dinner. I haven't been to Beicheng for a long time, and I don't know what to eat. Since the Imperial Court is owned by Shaotang, it shouldn't be too bad. You say yes Bar?"

Ye Luoluo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she responded, "Grandpa Long will do whatever he says."

(End of this chapter)