After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

Wen Li'er, a weak woman, certainly couldn't support Lu Ting, an adult man. She could only push the door open and shout to the outside.

"Assistant Chen, I know you are here, come here quickly, Lu Ting has fainted!"

Soon, a figure hurried over. Seeing Lu Ting lying on the ground, he and Wen Li'er hurriedly helped him to the bed.

"Given his condition, we should call an ambulance right away, or someone might die."

Although love is gone, the family ties of many years cannot be severed. Lu Ting is also her relative and the person closest to her in the past ten years.

It was impossible for her to really turn a blind eye to his life and death.

But before Assistant Chen could make the call, a big cold hand grabbed Wen Li'er's wrist.

The force was not strong, but it seemed as if the opponent had used up all his strength.

"I, I'm fine, Er'er, don't go, don't leave me, please."

When did the high and mighty Mr. Lu ever beg for help in such a humble and submissive manner?

At this moment, no matter how uncomfortable he felt, Lu Ting had only one thought in his subconscious mind, and that was to grab the person in front of him and never let her leave again.

He didn't want to experience the same thing again, like the one that happened a year ago when someone left without saying goodbye.

"I'm not leaving now, but if you don't let the doctor see me, I'll leave right away."

Lu Ting regained consciousness. He coughed a few times and said, "Send the private doctor over."

These words were said to Special Assistant Chen. Seeing that Lu Ting was finally willing to see a doctor, Special Assistant Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In this world, perhaps only Wen Li'er's words could be listened to by Lu Ting.

"Okay Mr. Lu."

After Special Assistant Chen left, Lu Ting held Wen Li'er's wrist with one hand and supported himself on the bed with the other, trying hard to sit up.

Wen Li'er told herself not to be soft-hearted and not to care about him. After helping him to the bed, she should have let Special Assistant Chen take care of her. There was nothing she had to do from then on.

But Lu Ting looked pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat due to exhaustion. She had lived with Lu Ting for so many years, but had never seen him so weak and miserable?

Finally, Wen Li'er reached out her hand, held his arm, and helped him half sit up. At the same time, fearing that he would not be able to sit steadily, she placed a pillow behind him.

"Since you're awake, I'm leaving."

"Er Er, don't go..."

When Wen Li'er broke free from his hand and stood up to leave, Lu Ting immediately stood up and wanted to catch her, but because he was exhausted, he fell forward before he could even catch Wen Li'er.

Wen Li'er instinctively reached out her hand, but due to the huge difference in weight between them, Lu Ting threw her onto the bed together.

Lu Ting took advantage of the situation and hugged her slender waist, tightening it. Not using too much force, but not allowing the little girl to break free easily.

His thin lips lifted up, and the breath that fell on his ear was hot and burning: "Er Er, you still care about me a lot. You see, the first reaction of the body can't lie."

Wen Lier was a little annoyed, "Lu Ting, you did this on purpose, didn't you? You pretended to be faint and weak to win my sympathy?"

"Now, get off me right now, or never speak to me again!"

Lu Ting tilted his head slightly, but asked with a strange point of view: "If I get up, Er Er, will you talk to me and pay attention to me?"

Could such a thing be settled like this? Why didn't she know before that Lu Ting was such a shameless and dishonest person?

"You get up first!"

"But Er Er, I really don't have the strength."

This guy is a scoundrel!

The force of his embrace on her waist was so strong that she even had the strength to speak. How could you say she had no strength?

He is just pretending. No one in this world is better at pretending than him!

Wen Li'er bent her knees and wanted to kick him again like before, but then she looked back and saw that although there was a smile in his eyes, his lips were pale and bloodless, and his face was as white as paper. He was really sick and there was no way to fake it.

Well, considering they had been together day and night for ten years, she would just endure it this time.

"I won't leave. You get up first. You're too heavy. I can't breathe."

Lu Ting knew that although the little girl was unwilling to forgive him now, she always kept her word.

Supporting herself on the bed with one hand, Wen Li'er felt as if someone touched her head when she stood up, and she sensed something strange.

The tall figure that was pressing on him had moved away and leaned against the head of the bed, breathing heavily, but he raised his hand and was playing with a rose hairpin between his two slender fingers.

"This cheap two-dollar hairpin can easily damage your hair when worn on your head."

Wen Li'er touched her black hair and found that the hairpin on her head was indeed missing. It was taken away by Lu Ting just now.

"Whether it's cheap or not is none of your business. Give me back the hairpin. It was given to me by someone else."

Lu Ting raised one hand, and then, as if performing a magic trick, he stretched out his other hand and opened his palm. On his palm, there lay an exquisite crystal rose hairpin.

Whether in terms of workmanship or materials, they cannot be compared with the cheap hairpins sold at street stalls for 9.9 yuan with free shipping.

"Er Er looks best with this, can I help you put it on?"

Wen Li'er was so angry at the other party that she almost laughed. How bored must he be to make such a fuss about a small hairpin?

Ji Yinli had just given her a hairpin, and right after that he bought her another hairpin that cost at least four figures. It was simply amazing.

Wen Lier did not move and refused coldly: "I don't need hairpins, and I don't need anything you give me. Give me back my hairpins."

"Er Er, I know you don't like this cheap hairpin at all, nor do you like the person who gave it to you. There is really no need for you to force yourself to accept the kindness of someone you don't like just to piss me off."

Wen Lier laughed at this, "Lu Ting, you take yourself too seriously. I accept other people's advances out of my own preference. What does it have to do with you?"

"Just because I liked you before, does that mean I won't like someone else in the future? Compared to you, Ji Yinli is a thousand times better than you. If I really have to choose, I will only choose him and not you."

The smile in Lu Ting's eyes cooled, like a dark cloud covering a city. He closed his palms and tightly grasped the cheap hairpin.

Completely unaware, the sharp end of the hairpin pierced the palm of my hand, until blood seeped out and dripped onto the bed sheet along the lines of my palm.

Wen Lier saw it and exclaimed: "Lu Ting, you are crazy, let go!"

As she stretched out her hand, Lu Ting grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

Wen Li'er staggered and half of her body almost fell into his arms.

Without waiting for her to react, Lu Ting quickly put the crystal rose hairpin between her hair.

It is crystal clear and matches her fair and beautiful complexion perfectly.

"Your hair, your fingers, everything on your body, can only wear my things."

"I won't allow any other filthy things."