Chapter 233

"Dad." Lu Yan's voice overflowed from his throat, with difficulty and hoarseness, "what did you find?"

"The doctor took the money, so he didn't tell me anything. He just told me vaguely that your mother lied. In fact, she forced The doctor listened to her advice and induced labor by speech

Lu Chengguo can't say the last sentence. His voice is very tight. He never had his own child in his life. He always liked children. When he was young, he would keep a serious face and keep away from children. But when he was old, he became more and more tender to children.

just a moment ago, he was really angry with Zhou Yun, but he didn't think about it all his life.

He is a businessman, balancing interests. At that time, the situation has been disrupted, the child is gone, and the words are hurt. It doesn't help. Zhou Yun is so afraid that a Yan knows that the only thing he can do as a husband is to help her hide.

Although in his heart, he always felt guilty for words.

But Anyway, Zhou Yun is his wife for the good of Lu family and Lu Chengguo family.

Lu Chengguo said, "are you reconciled with Yu now? We owe her. You should treat her well. Don't be negative. Those things in the past, do not mention to your mother, she is now in poor health, can not stand stimulation. Ah Yan, the most unforgettable, thanks to his parents. "

The stone on Lu Yan's chest hit his heart heavily, causing some flesh and blood pain.

"Your mother doesn't like words. I will do her ideological work well. This time, protect words and don't let her get hurt again."

Lu Yan clenched the mobile phone, and the hard shell made his finger bone ache.

Lu Chengguo continued: "ah Yan, you have a wife who wants to protect, and so do I. if your mother does something wrong, I will educate her and ask her to correct it, but it should not be done by you or by words."

He rarely put on such a big parent attitude. The last time he forced Lu Yan to marry Yanyu was the same.

Lu Yanbo's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't utter any words.

After a long time, he only asked, "Dad, where did you send that doctor? Didn't the doctor tell you that the child in Yuyu's stomach is still alive? "

When Lu Chengguo thought of Lu Shumu, his heart seemed to be tightly entangled with silk thread, unable to breathe.

He replied, "no, I don't know where the doctor is. I gave him a sum of money, and he didn't tell me that the child is still alive."

"I see." Lu Yan hung up.

His black eyebrows twisted and slowly spread out. His face was expressionless and his eyes were cold. Where did the doctor go, who sent him away, and why did the child live? These small questions seemed unimportant, but he always felt that there was something hidden by housekeeper Cheng.

But the only thing I can confirm is that.

The words of that year were indeed forced to induce labor by his mother.

When Lu Yan thought of this, his heart was cold. It was as if he had been held by an unknown person. His throat was stabbed by sharp glass slag, and he could not say anything.

He suddenly realized how stupid he had been in recent years.

In the past three years, he is not the only one suffering. What's more, his so-called suffering is based on the pain of words.

Words are forced, but he always thinks that she is unwilling to give birth to Lu Shumu, because he mistakenly thinks that she is unwilling to give birth to Lu Shumu. After meeting again, he hurt her several times and prevented her from recognizing Lu Shumu. He thinks that he can vent his anger and revenge.

Lu Yan closed his eyes, almost to integrate into the back in the dark, looking cold and lonely.

He and his mother are the people who hurt the most. His heart was a little bit entangled with regret. Three years ago, if he had paid more attention to metaphor and cared more about it No, three years ago, he shouldn't have left the simile in the Lu family to give birth, and he shouldn't have left it with his mother. This time, he has to kiss

and bring the simile back to his mother

He couldn't imagine what kind of pain he suffered from the words of that period, and how deep the pain was.

A pregnant woman who is forced to stay in the villa by her husband is almost half imprisoned. She is forced to induce labor by her mother-in-law. She thinks her baby is dead and gets her husband's divorce.

Lu Yan suddenly felt some vague fear. He didn't know how to face the metaphor, how to recover the metaphor, and how to make up for it?

Because some of the injuries are too deep to heal for a lifetime.

He really suffered for himself.

Lu Yan's Adam's apple rolled gently, and her thin lips rippled with a sneer of sarcasm. Three years ago, words had no feelings for him. After three years ago, she must have no feelings for him.

His heart bit by bit twisted, numb with pain.

It's really a self inflicted experience.

Xu family. Xu Zhigang has a stack of data in his hand. After years of thorough investigation, it is particularly difficult. What he has in his hand are all the children adopted by this privately sponsored orphanage that year. He looks at the data entered when the children were adopted one by one. Some of these children are of the same age, and others are of the same ageIt doesn't match.

His eyes suddenly settled slightly on a name.

Metaphor.

Xu Zhigang thought that metaphor grew up in this orphanage.

The sponsor of the orphanage is the Cheng family, and now Lu Yan is the owner of the Cheng family. He is still inseparable from Lu Yan.

Xu Zhigang's eyes fall on the age of words, which is better than "Xia Xia..." One year older. He continued to turn back. In that year, there were not many girls who were adopted, and only two of them were of the right age. He gazed at the names of the two girls, and there were no photos on them. Besides, now that the children have grown up and left the orphanage for a long time, they don't know where to go, and he will continue to let people

find the places where the two girls are now.

There was a knock on the door outside the study door, and Xu Zhigang's action was slight.

Xu Yingxia's sweet voice came in from outside the door: "Dad, are you there?"

Xu Zhigang's hand movement only stopped for a moment. The next second, he answered and collected the information in his hand.

Xu Zhigang: "what's the matter?"

Xu Yingxia has been spoiled for a long time. Before she would not wait for Xu Zhigang to reply, she opened the door of her study. Her smiling face faded for a moment when her eyes fell on the stack of materials collected by Xu Zhigang. She took a deep breath and lowered her eyes slightly. When she raised her eyes again, they were like crescent moon eyes, like the spring melting on the snow mountain, clean and thorough.