The chaebol boss, spoiled

428 Chapter 439 Mother and Daughter Meeting 6
Tong Lu held up the umbrella for her, and felt a pang inexplicably. It turned out that it was the pain of losing a daughter, just like the pain of losing a mother. She felt the same feeling. "Ma'am, I'll see you off where you are going, the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

The lady was about to say something, but she shifted her gaze to the distance and shook her head: "No, my husband is here."

More than ten meters away, a tall middle-aged man came from a distance, with a mature and majestic aura, standing out from the crowd. The man was wearing sunglasses and could not see his face clearly. Tong Lu held an umbrella for the lady until her husband came close Only then did she say goodbye politely.

The lady was hugged lightly by her husband who loved her so much: "Why did you run away alone? You're not afraid of the rain."

"I just want to be alone."

"Who is this lady?"

"I don't know, girl, what's your name?"

"Sir, madam, my name is Tong Lu. Since I'm fine, I'll take my leave first. Ma'am, my condolences."

The lady was thoughtful, as if she felt that she had heard this name before...

Tong Lu nodded and said goodbye.

Behind her, the lady leaned her head on her husband's shoulder with a heartbroken heart: "If our daughter hadn't passed away, would she be as tall as that girl?"

"Maybe." The man's voice concealed deep sorrow, and he held her shoulders tightly: "Let's go, my son and your sister are looking for you everywhere."

Tong Lu continued to look for Leng Yejin, and subconsciously looked back at the couple. For some reason, a touch of nostalgia flashed in her heart. She smiled and felt baffled. Leng Yejin was coming in the distance, and the windbreaker set him off particularly well. Tall and tall, his heart fluttered slightly, and his pace quickened.

Leng Yejin frowned, and reminded in a low voice from a long distance: "Slow down, what are you running for?"

Tong Lu ran up to him, panting slightly, holding her umbrella high, and tiptoed to pat the moisture on his short hair: "Your hair is all wet, you want pneumonia too?"

"Caring about me?" Leng Yejin's expression softened, and he took the umbrella from her hand, and immediately retracted his long arms, taking her into his arms, fearing that the moisture on his body would contaminate him, so his arms loosened an inch .

"Where did you go, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Private meeting with the eldest wife."

Tong Lu: "..."

"Don't worry, if you have passed away, you won't be threatened, and even if you haven't died, you won't be threatened."

Tong Lu annoyed slightly, rolled his eyes at him, sneezed suddenly when the cold wind blew, and rubbed his nose vigorously.

Leng Yejin lowered her eyes, hugged her distressedly, took out the prepared tissue from her pocket and handed it to her, Tong Lu blew her nose in embarrassment, feeling that the voice was indecent, Leng Yejin smiled indifferently, and her figure flashed , Take it away directly, lest the cold enter her body.

After a few breaths, the two returned to the remote and sparsely populated part of the hospital.

As soon as he entered the hospital building, Yan Shuo called.

Tong Lu's eyebrows twitched, and Leng Yejin's face instantly became extremely smelly, and Shuo shuddered inexplicably across the phone.

"Dear Lu, didn't you say that you don't go to visit the grave? Why did my aunt say that she just met a nice girl called Tong Lu? Could it be you?"

"Oh, I changed my mind later, so that lady is your aunt?"

"Well, I told her that you look like my mother. She said that you are fully armed and can't comment without seeing your true face. Where are you? Why don't you come to me and let my aunt see if you look like my mother? She even Don't believe what I'm saying."

(End of this chapter)