In the previous life, Fu Rongyuan mentioned that his father had high blood pressure and hoped that she could go back to visit him. At that time, Luo Wanxing only thought that this was a very common disease of his father when he was old, and she didn't take it to heart at all. Later, when he was dying, he heard what Chen Menghan said and realized that his father's illness might not be as simple as she thought, but it was too late to regret it at that time.

"Wanxing? It's really you, why are you back?"

A gentle voice rang out in surprise. Luo Wanxing looked up and his eyes gradually became colder. It was Yang Shiyun, his father's retread, and Chen Menghan's biological mother.

She is in her forties, but she is very well maintained. She looks at most thirty-five or sixty. She wears a cheongsam in a graceful and seductive manner. Coupled with her extremely deceptive face, it is really easy for people to let go of their guards and think that she is an elegant woman with a poetic and self-cultivated attitude.

In her previous life, Yang Shiyun always took a look at her consideration. When her father forced her to get married, Yang Shiyun also helped her run away from home several times. She trusted Yang Shiyun more deeply than her father, and she was almost unwavering.

Now, I'm afraid only Luo Wanxing knows that this woman and her daughter are both snakes and scorpions.

"This is my family. I will come back if I want to come back. I have to choose time?"

Luo Wanxing's stiffness made Yang Shiyun obviously stunned, but when he thought that Luo Wanxing had a problem with his mind, he didn't take it to heart, and put on a gentle and kind look and approached intimately:

"It was the aunt who said the wrong thing. Wanxing is so happy that she can come back."

Yang Shiyun wanted to pull Luo Wanxing's hand, but Luo Wanxing didn't want to touch this vicious woman, so he staggered his body to avoid it. The two were close to each other, and Luo Wanxing smelled a smell of Chinese medicine at the tip of his nose:

"I'll come back to see my dad, Uncle Qun, follow me upstairs."

“Hey.”

The two were about to go upstairs, but Yang Shiyun's eyes flashed and he reached out to stop him:

"Wanxing, wait, your father just slept. Now he will disturb him when he goes up. Otherwise, you can sit downstairs for a while, and it will not be too late to go up and see him when Ansheng wakes up."

Dad was asleep? Luo Wanxing glanced at Yang Shiyun and saw the guilty feeling in Yang Shiyun's eyes. Suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and the smell of Chinese medicine?

Luo Wanxing waved Yang Shiyun's hand and ran upstairs quickly. Seeing this, Yang Shiyun also followed him upstairs.

The bedroom door was not locked, and Luo Wanxing shouted loudly as he opened the door:

"dad……"

Luo Ansheng, who was half leaning on the bed, was preparing to drink the soup. When he heard this call, his hand shook, and the bowl in his hand shook. The soup in the bowl burned his hand, loosened his fingers, and the bowl fell off, the soup spilled, and the porcelain piece of soup spread all over the floor.

Luo Wanxing ran over a few steps:

"Dad, are you burned? Uncle Qun, go and get the ice pack." Luo Wanxing gave an anxious command, holding his father's fingers and bulging his cheeks to blow air, and he didn't see that Luo Ansheng looked at her with such shock and hope.

"Dad is fine, dad doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt? Look, it's all burned red."

"Xing'er, Dad, seeing you, everything is fine."

Luo Ansheng held his daughter's fingers with his backhand, snatched them, and comforted him.

Feeling the warm force of his father, Luo Wanxing raised his head and saw the white hair on his father's temples and his eyes were sore. It was only a year since his father seemed to be ten years older, all because of her. Luo Wanxing's eyes were wet and his voice was trembling:

"dad……"

"The ice pack is here, the ice pack is here, Miss."

Yang Shiyun stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."

Luo Wanxing swallowed all the things he wanted to say, reached out and pulled the ice bag from Yang Shiyun's hand, and spoke while helping his father with cold compress:

"Didn't you just say that my dad was asleep? I finally came back, but you don't want dad to see me?"

When Luo Ansheng heard this, he looked up and blamed him:

"Shiyun, why are you lying and lying Xing'er?"

Yang Shiyun's eyes shook, and she tugged her lips and said with a bitter smile:

"I didn't deliberately stop Wanxing from seeing you, but you had high blood pressure. The doctor said you should keep your mood stable. I was afraid that Wanxing would come to make you angry, so I said that."

Luo Wanxing sneered:

"I made my dad angry? What do you mean? I am dad's biological daughter. When dad is sick, I will come back to visit him. Shouldn't it be better?"

"I don't mean that, Wanxing, don't you remember? On the day you got married, your father was so angry that he refused to go home and didn't even go back to the door to drink. I was really afraid that you would come back this time to blame your father for forcing you to Fu Rongyuan.

If you start arguing, Ansheng will be angry, and he will be hospitalized again."

Yang Shiyun's face was full of concern and a kind explanation. Luo Ansheng could not hear any flaws. Luo Wanxing's heart was slightly cold. Yang Shiyun was so versatile that people couldn't find any mistakes, otherwise he would not have been designed by the mother and daughter to death in his previous life.

She looked at her father's fingers carefully, and then she took the ice bag away when she was sure that it was no longer red. She looked at her father's hopeful eyes and said seriously:

"Dad, I was ignorant at the beginning, which made you angry. Now I have realized that you asked me to marry Rong Yuan for my own good. Dad, I will not make you angry again in the future."

Luo Ansheng also had a warm feeling in his eyes: "Okay, okay."

Yang Shiyun was muttering in her heart and wiped the corners of her eyes:

"Wanxing, your father will be relieved if you become sensible. Today is the aunt who is wrong. Auntie doesn't know. Don't blame the aunt for lying and lying to you?"

Luo Wanxing now has no evidence to prove that Yang Shiyun and her daughter are a scorpion-hearted person. Although she really wants to drive them away, she has already married her father. Even if she makes a fuss to divorce her father, she must have to share half of the property for them and their daughter with her father's temper, and she will still take care of them in the future. Luo Wanxing calculated these things clearly and naturally would not act rashly.

She would tear off their masks step by step.

"Those who do not know are innocent, and I am not an ignorant person. Let's forget about what happened today."

Yang Shiyun apologized and apologized. Luo Wanxing couldn't do anything to her if he kept taking this little matter. However, there is one more thing that Luo Wanxing didn't plan to let go easily:

"Did my dad drink the soup made in the kitchen?"

Yang Shiyun's eyes flashed: "Butler, this soup is spilled all over the floor. Hurry up and ask someone to clean up and don't mess up Wanxing's feet."

The housekeeper was about to go, but Luo Wanxing called out and stopped him:

"Uncle Qun, wait."

Luo Wanxing put his father's hand back into the quilt before turning around and looking at Yang Shiyun:

"You haven't answered my question yet, who prepared this soup?"

The housekeeper first replied:

"Miss, this soup is served by my wife stewed it in person every day. She never uses it for her to eat three meals a day."

Luo Ansheng looked at Yang Shiyun with relief and gratitude: "Shiyun, you have trouble."

Luo Wanxing's expression was faint and a little cold:

"Is that true? Doing so personally?"

Yang Shiyun said gently: "Ansheng is my husband. I should take care of him when he is sick. It's not a big deal to stew the soup every day."
Chapter completed!