Daddy, Here Is Mommy

This name made Lu Yi's heart shake, and his head sounded like thunder. If the forehead has been pricked by a long needle, the pain cannot be said.

He held the letter in his hand and shuddered inexplicably.

This is not Lu Jinhui's handwriting at all. It can be judged that this letter was not written by Lu Jinhui.

It was

Lu Yi Yao's cold lips pressed tightly, and the whole body's cold was getting worse, and the whole body's blood slowly solidified.

A moment later.

He was forced to suppress the complicated emotions. His long, straight eyelashes blinked, held his breath and looked carefully.

Yiyao, when you see this letter, dad is no longer here

Yiyao, when I knew I was a father, I was so happy and proud, but also as helpless and sad.

Dad's identity is "special". He knows that he can't grow up with you and watch you grow up. But Dad loves your heart, but just like other dads in the world

Yiyao, my father loves you, your mother and our family, but I love our country more

Yiyao, in fact, in my heart, how I wish this letter would never reach you

Dad left, with love for you and your mother, must leave you forever. Yiyao, you should take good care of your mother

May my son grow up healthily and strive to be a useful person for our country and society.

Love your dad forever.

Mu Chu Han.

PA.

Lu Yiyao, holding the letter's hand, fell heavily on the desk.

Yellow letter paper, such as autumn leaves, slowly falling on the floor.

In such a large office, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the air became bleak for a while.

Lu Yiyao's more and more tight spine climbed up a burst of cool, bones are suffused with bone chilling cold. On the forehead, the veins burst out. On both sides of the high bridge of the nose, a heavy shadow fell.

For a moment, he couldn't judge whether the letter was true or not?

If this letter is true, that is to say, his biological father is not Lu Jinhui, but this man named mu Chuhan.

How could this happen?

No. no

Lu Yiyao gently shakes his head. His sharp face is covered with a thousand years of ice.

A heart, sudden and sharp beat.

He could not accept the "fact.".

This must be because Jun Linchuan saw that he did not agree to hand in "N9", so he deliberately concocted such a letter.

If this man named "Mu Chu Han" is really his father, what is Lu Jinhui's problem?

He is so fierce and powerful, how can he raise other people's sons as his own. And give him the whole Lu family and the Lu family?

What's more, if he was not Lu Jinhui's son, how could the Ye family allow him to "return" to the Lu family.

No.

This is absolutely not true.

Bang.

Lu Yiyao clenched his hands into a fist and knocked heavily on his desk. The computer on the desk was shaking.

Suddenly, he remembered the ring that Gu Nian had given him.

Gu said that it was his mother's legacy.

Ring?

He was stunned for a moment and remembered.

The ring is still in the study of the villa by the lake.

If he remembers correctly.

On the inner wall of that ring, there are two words.

"Cold.".

Autumn.

Mu Chuhan and Xu Zhiqiu?

"Dong Dong.".

Lu Yiyao's heart beat is like a drum beat, which makes him upset and melancholy.

He has lived for 28 years with the reputation of "illegitimate child". He didn't expect such a truth

Ha ha

There was a lonely sneer in the corner of his lips.

In a flash, fireworks burst in the mind, the brain a chaotic, scalp hair heavy. The whole person seems to fall into an endless abyss.

After a long time.

His brain gradually clear, deep narrow eyes shrunk for a while, eyes light like sharp blade.

Bang.

He thumped his desk again.

A stack of papers on the table could no longer stand the test and fell to the floor.

The paper was flying like a butterfly, then scattered all over the place.

These documents cover the letter just now.

But some secrets can't be covered up any more.

Lu Yi Yao pushed off all the afternoon's itinerary and went to Qinghe hospital alone.

When he came to Lu Jinhui's ward door, he squeezed his big hand into his trouser pocket tightly. After two deep breaths, the door of the ward was opened.

"Third brother, you are here."

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, Lu Yixun, who was accompanying Lu Jinhui, saw him and quickly stood up.“……”

Lu Yiyao walked in without saying a word.

"Third brother, sit down quickly..."

Lu Yixun motioned him to sit down.

Lu Yi Yao didn't move. His eyes fell on Lu Jinhui's bloodless face. The clouds rolled in his eyes.

"Not yet awake?"

He lifted his thin lips and asked in a cold voice.

"No..."

Lu Yixun looked down at Lu Jinhui, who was weak in breath. He was very worried.

"About when will I wake up?"

"The dean said, it's not sure yet..."

Lu Yixun's eyes were slightly reddish, and the bottom of his eyes was also tired.

She doesn't know about Ning Qianyu. If she did, she would be more anxious.

Lu Yiyao tenses his face and sits down on the chair in front of the hospital bed.

"Second sister, go and have a rest..."

"I'm not tired..."

Lu Yixun rubbed his heavy eyelids and laughed.

"Go and have a rest."

Lu Yiyao said again.

"All right."

Seeing this, Lu Yixun didn't insist, so he turned and walked out.

In the advanced ward, there was a sudden silence.

In the air, in addition to floating light disinfection water smell, there is also a long cold.

Lu Yiyao's unfathomable ink pupil stares at Lu Jinhui, who has called him "father" for so many years.

The mood is extremely complicated.

He hooked his lips, and his jaw made a sad arc.

Black eyes, impregnated with a kind of grief and desolation that he tried to endure.

After a while.

The land's wings are thin and the lips open gently.

"Father, do you think you can do everything without waking up?"

"You say, how can I" repay "you for hiding such a big" secret "from me

"What have you done to me for so many years?"

"You are not my own father at all, but you have given me the reputation of being an illegitimate child for so many years, and made my mother suffer like that. What's your purpose? "

Sentence by sentence, forced out of Lu Yiyao's throat.

The voice was low and hoarse.

"Lu Jinhui, you'd better wake up quickly and tell me all this clearly, or I won't be polite..."

Lu Yi Yao's cold voice with a trace of anger raised a lot, and her eyes became tighter and tighter.

The ventilator is still up and down. Other medical devices, there is no change.

Lu Jinhui still closed his eyes, his gray eyebrows were sparse, and his face had more birthday spots.

Under the quilt, his fingers moved slightly.