Crippled Master's Young Wife

0Outside, Fu Yuntine's tall and handsome figure was leaning against the wall. His dark eyes were staring at the door, his heart was tightly clenched.    0

    

The door opened and Xia Ling carried the luggage in her hands and supported Lan Mei out.    

    

Fu Yuntine stood up straight and his gaze swept across the two of them. He wanted to say something but stopped himself.    

    

Lan Mei looked at Fu Yuntine and shook her head slightly. Her meaning was very clear.    

    

Xia Ling would not stay. She insisted on leaving the old house.    

    

Fu Yuntine had a headache. His eyes looked deeply at Xia Ling. He wanted to say something but in the end, he did not say anything.    

    

Fine, if she wanted to leave the old residence, then let her leave.    

    

At least he told her about Fu Xichen and Gu Luoluo so that she could be mentally prepared.    

    

Wasn't his goal to let Fu Xichen separate from her?    

    

Although the result was not satisfactory, at least she would have some reservations about Fu Xichen and would not be willing to be alone with him anymore.    

    

But no matter where she went, he would always stay by her side and wouldn't let her be alone.    

    

"Lan, are you really not going to think about it? I am worried about you taking care of the child alone. Let me go with you."    

    

Lan Mei's mood was very complicated. She was worried and helpless. She wished she could tell her the truth immediately.    

    

"No need. Thank your auntie. I can do it by myself."    

    

Xia Ling smiled and refused.    

    

"How about I come and see you every day?"    

    

Lan Mei took a step back and held Xia Ling's hand as if she was hinting at something, "Lan, I treat you as my daughter and hope that you will not reject my proposal again."    

    

She treated her as her daughter and she also felt that she was like her mother.    

    

Xia Ling's heart was warm as she nodded her head and said, "Okay."    

    

Lan Mei patted her hand and her face was full of love.    

    

Xia Ling looked at Fu Yuntine and dragged her suitcase past him as she walked downstairs.    

    

Behind him, Lan Mei and Fu Yuntine looked at each other. She pulled Fu Yuntine and whispered, "Yuntine, she said she will go back to Fu Xichen's villa in the suburbs first and then think about some things. What do you think we should do?"    

    

She could not continue like this, could she?    

    

She was clearly Fu Da and Young Madam!    

    

"Mom, don't be anxious. Let's take it one step at a time."    

    

Since it was already like this, he could only stay by her side and let time prove everything.    

    

Fu Yuntine's dark eyes were filled with certainty.    

    

His little wife was not a stupid person. These few days of being together, he did not believe that she did not have any doubts.    

    

Just give her some time and space so that she could calm down and think for a while.    

    

Downstairs, after a round of bickering, Xia Ling brought the child and insisted on leaving with Old Madam Fu's eyes full of disagreement.    

    

Old Madam Fu wanted to send a few servants to follow her but was also rejected by her.    

    

In the end, Fu Yuntine could only send the chauffeur to send her away, while he drove the car behind the car.    

    

It was not that he was unwilling to send her personally, but he knew that Xia Ling would not be willing to take his car at this time.    

    

It was better to silently follow her and see her safely home.    

    

The car sped along and soon arrived at Fu Xichen's villa outside the effective area.    

    

After entering the door, Xia Ling glanced at Fu Yuntine's car that had been following closely behind. She pursed her red lips and closed the door.    

    

At this moment, she did not want to hear anything. She did not want to see anything. She just wanted her heart to make the decision.    

    

The child had already fallen asleep. Xia Ling carried her into the children's room. After gently closing the door, she walked downstairs and sat on the sofa.    

    

Taking out her phone, she clicked on Fu Xichen's phone number. Xia Ling hesitated for a moment, pursed her red lips and did not call. Instead, she found Gu Luoluo's phone number and dialled it.    

    

She wanted to hear Gu Luoluo's explanation first.    

    

She had a premonition that Gu Luoluo should be more frank than Fu Xichen.    

    

And what she wanted was her honesty!