Mr.Lu, your wife wants to divorce

Childlike warmth woke up after lying in bed for seven days. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Cuilu, who was white and wearing flowers in his ears, sitting by the bed to make up.

Layer after layer of powder, after careful carving, Shen Cuilu looked haggard and pale.

"Wake up?" Shen Cuilu put away the powder box, with a faint smile in her mouth.

Proud, proud.

Where is this like a mother who has lost her child?

The child's heart is warm, holding the quilt, staring at Shen Cuilu with scarlet eyes, full of hatred and nowhere to vent.

Just... Pity her children, pity her father.

Shen Cuilu calmly took out a photo from her bag. In the photo, she snuggled up with a little boy. They laughed very happily.

"This is Lu Shen's son and I. look, is it very similar to Lu Shen?"

Shen Cuilu handed the photo to Tong xinnuan.

Childlike warmth put aside her cheeks and didn't want to look at the little boy more. She always didn't want to believe that her father killed the child.

When she first knew Shen Cuilu and her child, although she was very sad, she never hurt anyone. She even wanted to let the child stay with her and Lu Shen and raise him well. She would never treat the child badly.

But overnight, she became the daughter of the murderer, the mastermind of the kidnapping, and Lu Shen's enemy,

"I told you to look!" Shen Cuilu stared at Xing's eyes, grabbed the warm hair of the child's heart, turned her face and pasted it on the photo, "this is the only group photo of me and the child, but now it's torn by you."

Shen Cuilu's voice suddenly choked, and her fierce eyes suddenly became weak and sad.

Childlike innocence looked at what was happening in front of her. Without waiting for her reaction, the little boy's smile in the photo was torn to pieces, and the fragments were scattered in her hands and quilt.

Shen Cuilu slipped from the bed and sat on the ground with a sad voice.

"My child! My Serena! Childlike warmth! Just hate me! Why don't you even let go of the children's photos... "

Shen Cuilu's cry gradually rises, and the door is pushed open. Everything is in Shen Cuilu's plan.

Lu Shen was dressed in heavy black and had a white flower pinned to his chest. His face was like frost.

"Lu Shen, warm hearted, tore up the only picture of our child! I just want her to apologize to the child. Is it so difficult? When the child falls into the sea, everyone gives up the search, but as parents, they can only bury an empty grave. How sad is this? "

Shen Lulu covered his face and wept bitterly.

Only when the child's heart was warm did he understand that wearing white flowers was because today was their child's funeral.

What about her children?

Yes, he died on the cold operating table.

"I... uh..."

Before she could explain, Lu Shen grabbed her neck and gradually tightened her fingers. Every inch was stuck on her life door. With a little force, she would die.

She looked at Lu Shen sadly, and her handsome face gradually approached her.

The tobacco was deep and mixed, and the man in front of him was terrible.

Amber eyes glowed with cold light and said, "you should apologize to my child."

As soon as the hand on the neck was loosened, Lu Shen pulled the whole person down from the bed, and his feet touched the ground.

Without waiting for her to slow down, in the twinkling of an eye, she was taken to the child's funeral.

People dressed in black turned their heads and looked at the messy hair and the embarrassed childlike warmth.

When she calmed down, she found that these people were her father's former partners and friends.

She looked at them for help, but they turned a blind eye and bowed their heads.

Now, no one dares to disobey the famous business tycoon Lu Shen.

Tongxinnuan was pushed to the child's tombstone, and there were Shen Cuilu's sad cries in his ears.

Lu Shen put his hand on the warm shoulder of the child's heart and exerted a little force. Her weak legs gradually bent up.

She clenched her teeth and was unwilling to bend her knees.

"Warm heart, it's your turn to apologize." Lu Shen's cold voice sounded in her ear, "you should know what this child means to me."

significance?

Of course, she knows that Lu Shen is an orphan. No one knows his past. All she knows is that his parents died in a plane crash. The only blood related child in the world is Shen Cuilu.

But

"What about our children?" She looked at the children's faces on the tombstone and imagined what their children would look like. "Does our children really mean nothing to you?"

"No." No hesitation.

"Lu Shen, have you ever loved me?"

"No. We are just interested in marriage. " No feelings.

The last straw was broken. She knelt in front of the tomb, numb with heartache, and her hair stained in the corners of her eyes with tears.

Looking at the humiliation of Tong xinnuan in front of the public, some people can't see it anymore.

"Mr. Lu, my heart is warm. I saw her when I was young. She..."

"Xiao Wei! Xiao Wei! Is that you Did you come to mom? Why didn't I die? Take your mother with you! "

Shen Cuilu suddenly scratched wildly at the sky, closed her eyes and fainted directly.

Lu Shen frowned and picked up Shen Lu.

"Mr. Tong is short of company. Are you going?"

Lu Shenqian's eyes scanned the crowd, and no one dared to say a word for Tong xinnuan.

After the crowd left, the childlike innocence was warm, and the ten fingers were embedded in the soil.

"Child."

She didn't know whether to pity the child on the tombstone or feel her child sad.