Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 308 It Was Just a Dream
Indeed they are!
Chu Mohan's eyes suddenly flashed a hint of hostility and coldness.

"President, what are you going to do?" Shen Rang asked.

"Since they want to play, I'll play with them." Chu Mo coldly curled his lips, obviously smiling, but the coldness in his eyes made people shudder.

"Go back and rest first." He looked up at Shen Rang again.

"Yes." Shen Rang nodded and left the study.

Chu Mohan also left afterward, and just as he walked into the room, he heard Lu Qingying's frightened dreaming voices.

"Don't. Don't hit me, Mom, don't die."

He quickly turned on the light, walked quickly to the bed and sat down, his eyes touched Lu Qingying's pale face, his heart seemed to be pulled by something.

"Qingying, don't be afraid, I'm here." He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"Dad, please don't drive us away, Dad, please save mom, she is going to die." Lu Qingying seemed to be trapped in an endless nightmare and couldn't get out, her expression was very painful, and there was a rash on her forehead. There were fine beads of sweat, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"Qingying, wake up, wake up!" As a last resort, Chu Mohan had to raise his voice slightly to wake her up.

Lu Qingying opened her eyes abruptly, there was still a trace of panic and sadness in her eyes that would not subside in time in the future, she panted slightly, looked at Chu Mohan dully, then turned her head to look at the familiar surroundings, Her heart slowly calmed down.

It turned out to be just a dream!

"Are you okay?" Chu Mohan reached out for two tissues, and asked in a low voice of concern while wiping the sweat off her forehead.

Lu Qingying suddenly grasped Chu Mohan's hand that was wiping her sweat tightly, and stared at him closely with those clear eyes.

For some reason, she was suddenly very worried about Wang Yurong.

"What's wrong?" Chu Mohan asked in a low voice.

"I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Chu Mohan leaned over and hugged her.

"No, that dream just now was terrible. I dreamed that my mother was about to be beaten to death by my father and Song Hanzhu. I wanted to help, I wanted to save her, but I couldn't move. That feeling was really scary, like I was locked in a sealed bottle, almost suffocated, but I couldn't escape or break through."

Recalling that dream, Lu Qingying couldn't help trembling, as if the feeling of suffocation was still there.

"That was just a dream, not real." Chu Mohan comforted her.

"Mohan, I'm worried about my mother."

The scene in the dream just now was too real, Wang Yurong was beaten to the brink of death, lying on the ground covered in blood, motionless.

Chu Mohan checked the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, and he wondered if Wang Yurong was asleep?But, seeing Shang Lu Qingying's worried eyes, he instantly compromised.

In fact, before he told Lu Qingying to stay away from Wang Yurong, it was with a little emotion. Now that he has calmed down, he thinks that his words are too much.

"Well, I'll make a call to see if she's asleep?" After speaking, he picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed the number of Wang Yurong's home.

Lu Qingying sat up, leaning against the head of the bed and looking at Chu Mohan quietly.

However, the phone rang for a long time, and Chu Mohan almost hung up, when Wang Yurong's voice suddenly came.

"Hey."

"Give it to me." Lu Qingying heard the voice from over there, and she had already grabbed the phone in her hand.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, what's the matter?" Wang Yurong's voice was mixed with a hint of doubt.

　I can't update it in the early morning tonight, and it will be updated tomorrow, everyone, don't wait, go to bed early, and have a good dream!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)