Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"So you're going to drink yourself to death," Lu Yunshen, wearing a dark gray suit, inserted a bag with one hand, leaned slightly and put away the tequila in front of Lu Jingshen. "Jingshen, your relationship with Qingcheng for so many years... I can see it in my eyes, but some people lose it, and you can't recover it."

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"There's a saying that when a person doesn't love you, whatever you do, you are always his a, B, C, and D, which is irrelevant to her..." Lu Yunshen said faintly, walked back again and took the wine cup in his hand, "Maybe Qingcheng has really left you... Depth of field, I hope you can see the reality clearly. Mom is still in a coma in the hospital..."

"So you also came to persuade me to give up." Lu Jingshen's voice was mute. "People all over the world advised me to give up... Even if she had me in her heart, even if there was only a little, I would not give up her. Giving up her is tantamount to giving up my world. Maybe you think it's easy... But for me, the world doesn't move."

"Leisurely is a good choice," Lu Yunshen sat down on the sofa opposite him. "There are only two easiest ways to forget a relationship. Time, new love. But time can't cure you... I'd rather you choose another person than see you like this. Depth of field, we can't lose anyone now."

Mrs. Lu has been in the hospital ward since she suffered a myocardial infarction caused by the words of Dongfang Shijin at the wedding banquet. She hasn't woken up yet

The hospital replied that it was always ready for the future. Even if it could wake up, it would not be long before it was alive.

Why doesn't Lu Yunshen hate it?

So a person who makes his mother sick alive will even be on the verge of death at any time.

But he also understood that as an elder brother, he should accept the reality. If he fights with that man, he will make Dihao weaker, and he may not have a plan to win. Dihao is his parents' lifelong efforts, and he can't do that.

He has to take good care of his only relative, Lu Jingshen.

He knew what the man said that day, but he was more willing to believe in his relatives, who were related by blood. In front of his relatives who had lived with him for more than 20 years and an outsider, he would choose to believe in his relatives.

"I can't."

"Go out for a walk. Don't always drink here," Lu Yunshen reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "I made an appointment for you to go shopping in the mall. Go for a walk."

"No." Lu Jingshen stood up, his slender posture shrouded in a layer of light depression, as if his body exuded a sad and painful breath, with a strong smell of wine.

When Lu Jingshen got up, he went to Lu Yunshen's desk and saw the calendar placed on it. His slender fingers turned over, and his heart was a touch of bitterness,

His eyes have been staring closely at the calendar one day, a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes are fragrant pain.

Suddenly, Lu Jingshen's mobile phone vibrated, and his heart stopped slightly for a second——

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