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Chapter 714 Handed the letter to father

If his wife didn't mention it today, Lu Yuchuan would probably have forgotten about these three letters.

And my wife has always been a wise person.

So, Lu Yuchuan followed her advice, "Okay, Dad's letter will come to him later, and Mom will leave this letter first, and wait for her health to get better before giving it to her."

"good."

Tong Hua also agreed with this decision.

The letter must be very long, and every word may be heartbreaking, because the person who wrote the letter and the person who read the letter have different positions.

The content of this letter will definitely bring a great emotional impact to the mother-in-law, and she is recovering from her injuries.

"Let's go back to the old house for dinner. I told my grandfather that we will go back when you get off work."

Tong Hua raised his lips lightly and said with a relaxed tone, "I went to see my mother in the morning, and the situation was better than I expected."

"Yeah." He nodded, "Take the letter out and we'll go back now."

With his permission, Tong Hua opened the drawer and took out the letter again, which read Chengguangshou.

The letter is very thick and there should be a lot of content.

He handed it to Lu Yuchuan with the letter, wanting him to give it to him.

Lu Yuchuan hesitated for a moment, reached out to take it, then hugged his wife's shoulder and took her downstairs.

In the yard, Uncle Ke opened the Lamborghini door and the two of them got into the car one after another.

Soon, the car drove away in the sunset.

Lu Chengguang was in a much better condition today. After he hung up the water in the morning, he stayed with his wife in the master bedroom.

With his company, Han Yunzhi felt that the wound on her back did not hurt at all, and she was happy.

Now he sat in the wheelchair in front of the bed and held her hand, and then comforted her softly, "Don't worry, take care of yourself and keep your mind good."

"Uh-huh."

"Yunzhi, listen." Lu Chengguang suddenly became serious, "Don't be so stupid in the future."

"Chengguang." The middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with tears and the corners of her lips raised slightly, "I finally found you, so why would I be willing to lose you? I won't allow anyone to hurt you."

He was really moved, very touched.

Because at that moment, it was really an instinct and there was no time to think.

"Get up quickly, I will protect you from now on." The man leaned forward slightly, putting her hand in his palm and pressing it against his face.

Soon, dinner time came.

Lu Yuchuan and Tong Hua also came back. They greeted their grandfather downstairs and went upstairs to visit their mother.

Then he pushed his father's wheelchair into the elevator and took him downstairs to have dinner.

Yunzhi lay on the side of the bed, taken care of by the servant, and there was an uncontrollable smile on her face.

After dinner, Tong Hua found an opportunity to play chess with his grandfather, and Lu Yuchuan ushered in the time to spend alone with his father.

"Dad, I'll accompany you to the yard for a walk?" He took the initiative to send an invitation.

"good."

Yuchuan meant that he was pushing his wheelchair out for a walk, and Lu Chengguang had almost recovered. He could stand up and walk alone, but he would feel tired after not walking for too long.

So, when he stood up, Yuchuan felt that his father was extremely tall, like a majestic mountain.

He had a moment of trance, he had father and fatherly love.

"Let's go, Yuchuan?"

His father's warm voice pulled back his thoughts, Lu Yuchuan nodded and followed his father to walk out.

Spring has arrived, the cold has dissipated, the green is peaceful, and the breath of life is everywhere.

Most of the flowers in the yard are in bloom, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel refreshed.

It's especially beautiful tonight, a bright moon hanging high.

This artistic conception is suitable for recalling the past and for remembering old friends.

"Dad, this letter was written by Jiang Qingli and given to you. I haven't read it before. It's just... I've been given it for a while and have been thinking about whether to give it to you." He called him the name because he didn't like that

woman.

As he said that, he handed the letter to his father.


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