Mrs. Lu loves you to death

Yuan Shen was really speechless about this love-brained brother.

"I see. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go back. They are already at the end of their strength. You let the two brothers of the Mu family come here now. You are not going to leave them any chance of survival."

Lu Tingchuan's eyes were cold, thinking about the news that Chen Zhiyu was poisoned, he wanted to go over and eat them alive. Let them also feel their roots.

Yuan Shen: "Old Mo has made all the arrangements. Pay more attention to the people around your wife these days. They won't let go of your weakness so easily."

Yuan Shen emphasized the last few words.

Lu Tingchuan's cold face turned even colder. "I know."

He hung up the phone after saying that. Even if others didn't say it, he knew it in his heart. So they were all going after her, but what could he do? He couldn't let go, not in this life. If there was any way, he absolutely didn't want to involve her. If possible, he would rather deal with everything before meeting her. But he knew that he would rather be together sooner rather than later. If he had to do it all over again, he would probably appear in front of her even sooner, or he would never leave her again. Even if he had to exchange everything for her, he would be happy to do so.

After collecting my thoughts, I stood up.

Chen Zhiyu tossed and turned at home, unable to sleep, thinking about what happened today. Was it an illusion? But they looked too similar. It seemed like this wasn't the first time she'd seen this person. Did she have plastic surgery? But Sister Lian wasn't a celebrity. Besides, she was only a few years old when she died. Who would be so bored as to do such a thing? She hadn't had any competitors since returning to China. If it was someone overseas, they would have acted long ago, not waited until now. Besides, the lack of any such news from there proved it wasn't her.

Could it be that I really am overthinking it?

She wasn't sure, but she had a premonition that this person would appear next to her again, and this premonition was extremely strong.

When Lu Tingchuan returned home, Chen Zhiyu had already fallen asleep. His aunt walked up to him and said, "Mr. Lu, your wife may not have much of an appetite tonight. She only ate a few bites and went upstairs. Can you please see if there's anything else I can bring up?"

"No, go back first and come back tomorrow morning."

Auntie had just packed up and was about to leave when she seemed to remember something and came back and said, "Mr. Lu, when your wife came back today, she was a little strange. I can't put my finger on what it was, but there was something wrong, different from usual. She sat at the dining table and was in a daze for a long time. I don't know if this is the reason. I told your wife that you would be back late tonight and I would not accompany her for dinner. After I said that, I saw your wife in a daze."

Lu Tingchuan thought for a moment and replied calmly, "Okay, thank you, Auntie. Please pay more attention to my wife when I'm not home. If you have any questions, please tell me."

"Okay, Mr. Lu." After the aunt left, Lu Tingchuan took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the kitchen to cook noodles for Chen Zhiyu.

He knew she should be asleep by this time. She hadn't been sleeping well lately and was easily awakened. He didn't want to wake her, but he was also afraid she'd starve herself. So he cooked the noodles and brought them up.

Lu Tingchuan knew Chen Zhiyu well. Sure enough, she didn't sleep well, with beads of sweat on her forehead. Even though the air conditioner in the room was turned on full blast, she was still sweating. Her brows kept coming together, then loosening, and coming together again. He repeated this two or three times in the minute he sat down, and he clutched the quilt tightly with his hands.

Lu Tingchuan gently rubbed her head, and her frown relaxed a little. She called out, "Wife, do you want to get up and eat something?"

After calling several times, Chen Zhiyu showed no signs of waking up. She turned over in annoyance and hugged the quilt in her arms.

There was no choice but Lu Tingchuan took the noodles downstairs again. Fortunately, the room didn’t last long because of the air purifier, so not much noodle smell remained.