Hearing this, Fu Huaian stood on the balcony opposite, took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "I think so too. Maybe my mother looked a lot like Lin Xue before she was disfigured."
Lu Wenzhou said in a deep voice: "Their handwriting is still the same, so one of them must be imitating the other for some purpose, so that my father can't tell the two of them apart. This should be why he has no impression of Aunt Fu." reason.
Because Aunt Fu should have appeared as Lin Xue from beginning to end, so no one noticed. It was not until she became pregnant that Lin Xue felt the crisis and thought of getting rid of her. "
Fu Huaian had no objection to Lu Wenzhou's analysis, but his eyebrows were furrowed.
The voice was also very low: "So, I am still an illegitimate child, and my mother is still a shameless mistress, right?"
Hearing that something was wrong in his voice, Lu Wenzhou immediately comforted him: "If we want to know the truth, we should investigate Aunt Fu's life experience. Now we analyze that her face at that time should be very similar to Lin Xue. Starting from this point, maybe we can find something clue."
Hearing what he said, Fu Huaian slowly blew out the smoke ring, his voice a little sad.
"My mother wanted to try desensitization therapy, but the doctor said that there are two possibilities for that kind of intense stimulation. One is to restore memory, and the other is to have a mental breakdown and become a complete mental patient from then on."
When Lu Wenzhou heard this, he couldn't help but curl up his fingers.
Once Fu Ying was injured and he saw her getting sick.
Just the onset of illness tortured Fu Huai'an horribly. What would he do if he really became a mental patient?
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but tighten.
"Don't use this method unless it is absolutely necessary. Let's think of other methods. Aunt Fu has suffered enough."
"But she has always been worried about the safety of you and Yiyi. She has always wanted to find the person behind Lin Xue. Sometimes I feel that she cares about you and Yiyi more than me."
Lu Wenzhou chuckled: "That's the personality charm of me and my wife. You can't accept it even if you don't accept it."
Fu Huaian smiled: "Seeing Yiyi so happy now, I'm happy for her. I hope the Lu family's affairs will not affect your relationship. I don't want to see her hurt again."
"No, I will take care of the Lu family's affairs, but it's you. The Lu family is in crisis right now. I hope you can put aside your grudges and join hands with me to fight against foreign enemies, not for anything else but for Yi Yi to have a stable home. , isn’t this reason enough?”
Fu Huaian's deep eyes darkened.
This was not the first time Lu Wenzhou reached out to him. Ever since he knew he was a member of the Lu family, he had wanted him to take over the Lu family's business.
He has never been like brothers from other families who exclude each other for their own interests.
Instead, he was unsuspecting and tried to lure him into the Lu Group.
The Lu family is indeed in dire straits now, with attacks from both inside and outside.
Lu Wenzhou was protecting Joey while dealing with business difficulties, and Fu Huaian saw all this.
He looked out the window at the night scene, took several puffs of cigarette, and then said, "How do you want me to help you?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Wenzhou immediately smiled on his face.
"Come to my office tomorrow and we'll talk in detail."
After hanging up Fu Huai'an, Lu Wenzhou called Yan Xingcheng again.
"Come to my office tomorrow. I'm going to do some equity transfers."
Hearing this, Yan Xingcheng was a little confused: "To whom, Yiyi? Don't you know that the more shares of the Lu family she carries, the greater the risk to her?"
"It's not her, it's Fu Huaian."
Yan Xingcheng frowned: "He recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan?"
"No, he just came to help me, but these should belong to him, and I also want to spend more time with Yiyi."
"Okay, I'll go there early tomorrow morning."
"How are the kids doing?"
They are all fathers, and they have empathy for their children's life and death that ordinary people don't have.
Yan Xingcheng sighed and said: "Yesterday the doctor performed fetal heart rate monitoring on Sang Yu. If there is any problem, they will know it as soon as possible. If the condition is good, it can last until 32 weeks."
Normal fetuses cannot be born until 37 weeks. Fetuses born at 32 weeks need to be placed in an incubator and have a low chance of survival.
Moreover, Sang Yu still had two children.
If the birth is really impossible, it means that the fetus with the problem will definitely not be retained, and the other one is still a premature baby with a very low chance of survival.
Hearing this, Lu Wenzhou pursed his lips and said, "I know the best doctor in pediatrics. Let her come and take care of it when the time comes. The medical equipment is advanced now, so nothing will happen."
Yan Xingcheng smiled bitterly: "I hope I'll hang up first and Sang Yu calls me."
He immediately hung up the phone and ran into the bedroom.
Sang Yu was watching the fetal heart rate monitor, her eyes red with anxiety.
"Yan Xingcheng, the baby's heartbeat seems to be weak again. Look, the line is almost straight."
Yan Xingcheng glanced at the instrument, then went up to hold Sang Yu in his arms.
He comforted her softly: "It's okay. The doctor said his heartbeat is just very weak. This value is within the normal range. Don't worry. Wenzhou just said that there are doctors who know pediatrics and will not let anything happen to the baby."
Sang Yu's tears fell down the corners of her eyes.
His voice was choked up: "Why do all my children have problems? Manman is obviously so cute, but he has leukemia. These two children obviously developed well in the embryo, why did they become like this later? I have never done anything bad, why should I do this?" Retribution comes to my child.”
The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and she lay in Yan Xingcheng's arms and cried softly.
Yan Xingcheng hugged her with some distress.
His guilt towards Sang Yu cannot be made up for in a day or two.
Seeing her worrying about her child all day long and unable to sleep, his heart ached as if being pricked by a needle.
Yan Xingcheng held Sang Yu's cheeks with both hands and looked at her with gentle eyes.
"Sang Yu, stop crying. Your mood has a great impact on the baby. Didn't the doctor also say that as long as we work hard, at least one baby can be saved? The other baby has a heart defect since birth. Even if he is born, he will not be able to survive in the future. We also have to face various surgeries, which may not be curable.
Therefore, we have to accept this reality. For us now, as long as we can leave one behind, it is victory. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you know? "
As he spoke, he wiped Sang Yu's tears.
Looking at her thin cheeks, Yan Xingcheng kissed her forehead with some distress.
He said in a deep voice: "I will sleep with you in bed today, okay?"
Ever since she got pregnant, Sang's mother has been accompanying Sang Yu.
Only recently when the baby's problem became serious, Sang Yu asked Yan Xingcheng to accompany him.
But there was always one on the bed and one on the sofa.
Hearing his request, Sang Yu was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, Yan Xingcheng blocked his mouth.
The wet and hot lips invaded Sang Yu's territory with his unique breath.
Before Sang Yu could react, Beito was pried open.
Immediately afterwards, a lingering and tender kiss swept towards her.
The two were separated for three years.
This is the first intimate contact.
Sang Yu wanted to push Yan Xingcheng away, but the longing buried deep in her heart made her fall in quickly.
