Chapter 445

"Who?"

Ye Yunshu's fierce eyes shot, and his eyes calmed down at the moment when he saw the figure. "President Fu, what are you doing here so late?"

Fu Yi walked out of the darkness, and his handsome face appeared in front of Ye Yunshu. His Phoenix eyes had been falling on the bed. Lu wanchu slept in the past, "how's she?"

Ye Yunshu was stunned and looked at Lu wanchu who had slept safely in bed. "She's fine. She's gone to sleep."

She knew the importance of the old lady of the Ming Dynasty to Lu wanchu, and Fu Yi must also know it. Therefore, the reason why Fu Yi appeared there today is really because of Lu wanchu.

If Fu Yi didn't show up here tonight, she wouldn't be sure. Now she completely believes that Fu Yi is really because of Lu wanchu.

Since I like her so much, why do I just want to be silent behind her?

"Yes!"

Fu Yi nodded quietly and walked softly, as if afraid of waking Lu wanchu. He walked to her and looked at her quietly.

"Fu..."

"I want to accompany her."

Fu Yi's deep voice echoed in the room.

What else did ye Yunshu want to say? To Shang Fu Yi's cold eyes, "I won't do anything to her. I just want to see her."

Ye Yunshu pursed his lips and didn't speak. He stood for a moment, turned and left.

Of course, she knew what Fu Yi would not do to Lu wanchu. She knew Fu Yi's heart to Lu wanchu and that there was no man in the world who loved Lu wanchu more than Fu Yi.

In the quiet room, Fu Yi sat sideways beside the bed, raised his slender hands slowly, and pulled the thin quilt up on Lu wanchu with his own hands.

"Lu wanchu, I love it."

The low magnetic voice echoed. Fu Yifeng's eyes locked Lu wanchu's charming cheeks, unwilling to let go of her beauty.

When he saw her in the daytime, he was pained speechless.

No one knew how much he wanted to hold her in his arms and make her cry.

He knew the death of Mrs. Ming a few days ago and asked people to mourn at the funeral.

He knew she didn't know and wasn't going to tell her, because he knew that if she knew, she would be sad. The last thing he wanted to see was her sadness.

Unexpectedly, she finally knew that she had gone to the funeral of old lady Ming. He came in person to see her.

Tears fell from the corner of Lu wanchu's eyes. Fu Yi stretched out his right hand and gently wiped it off for her, "don't cry, OK!"

Seeing her tears wipe more and more, Fu Yi could no longer control lowering his head. His thin lips fell on the corner of Lu wanchu's eyes and kissed the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"I will be by your side and spend my last time."

The whispered whisper echoed in Lu wanchu's ear. I don't know if he heard Fu Yiyi's words. Lu wanchu calmed down.

He held Lu wanchu's hand tightly with his thin lips, so he accompanied her, even if she didn't know anything.

Ye Yunshu stood outside the room, and she heard what was inside clearly.

Shaking his head, ye Yunshu turned and left.

"Fu Yi."

Lu wanchu sat up from bed and whispered Fu Yi's name.

Last night, she seemed to feel that someone had been by her bed and didn't know what she was talking about. It seemed that the man was Fu Yi.

How could it be? How could Fu Yi be here?

"Wake up?!"

Ye Yunshu pushed the door and entered with sobering soup in her hand. Lu wanchu taught her to make this sobering soup to deal with the pain in her head the next day.