Lu Yunsheng saw Jiang Zhan in a wheelchair at the door, the orange he had just peeled rolling to the ground.
His face, etched with the marks of time, showed nothing but shock.
"You...you all..."
Who is his son?
The audience has all arrived.
Lu Zhiwei simply stopped pretending.
She ripped off the wig, revealing a neat, short head of hair.
Even without removing her makeup.
You can roughly guess what she looks like.
Her facial features are at least 50-60% similar to Jiang Zhan's.
"Weiwei...you!" Lu Yunsheng pointed at Lu Zhiwei's face and almost fainted on the spot.
Lu Zhiwei threw off the covers and rolled off the bed: "Yes, it's me."
After confirming Lu Zhiwei's identity, Jiang Zhan, who was standing at the door, regained his composure and felt his blood rush to his head.
He could almost guess what Lu Yunsheng had said to Lu Zhiwei.
Are they all the things he used to tell me?
Let him go back and inherit the family fortune.
"Sister!" Jiang Zhan wheeled himself over, trying to go and stop Lu Zhiwei.
"Don't call me." Lu Zhiwei glanced at Jiang Zhan with her cold eyes.
She never yelled at him.
She saved him when he was being bullied.
When he was in deep darkness, she was his light.
When he was questioned, she chose to believe him without hesitation.
But what did we get in return?
Jiang Zhan's heart was torn open by Lu Zhiwei's words, and the pain was worse than if he had broken a rib.
"I'm sorry, I..." Jiang Zhan's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.
Guilt choked him; he wanted to explain, but couldn't find the words.
"Did you save me because you lied to me and want to make amends?" Lu Zhiwei asked with a smile.
Jiang Zhan lowered his head, clutching the hem of his hospital gown.
Actually, that's not the case.
He simply liked this older sister, admired her, respected her, and wanted to protect her, even at the cost of his own life.
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