When Jiang Qingyu asked this sentence, a lot of courage was brewed.

She didn't know if Lu Yunchen would be angry when he heard this, or if he felt that he didn't understand him.

But Jiang Qingyu knew better than anyone else that Lu Yunchen's body was no longer suitable for continued strenuous work.

For the rest of his life, he had to spend most of his time recuperating from his illness.

Even going to work is very difficult, let alone being the head of a big family.

"Do you think I'm obsessed with power and money?"

Lu Yunchen's reaction was flat, without much emotion on his handsome face.

But the more the man behaved like this, the more Jiang Qingyu couldn't understand him.

I can't help but panic in my heart!
"Achen, that's not what I meant! I just..."

For a moment Jiang Qingyu didn't know how to explain his thoughts.

It seems that he is not the one who may say goodbye to this world at any time.

Mo Ran's deep eyes were like stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.

Jiang Qingyu's heart clenched tightly. To a certain extent, she understood Gu Yanting's obsession with the family business.

"Then what do you think?"

Lu Yunchen spoke lightly, unable to hear the emotion he said.

"Achen, but if you stay in the position of Patriarch for one more day now, you may be in danger for one more day!"

But after this little turmoil, she seemed to let Lu Yunchen take good care of his body.

When he looked down at her, his eyes were still as doting as before.

For the first time, Jiang Qingyu comforted someone subjectively, "The Lu family is so big, didn't you find a suitable successor?"

Jiang Qingyu agreed in relief.

Lu Yunchen hooked his lips, and a bitter smile spread from the corners of his lips.

"I know you have no other meaning, you are worried about my body!"

"If there is no problem, make a medicine jar and be bedridden?"

Jiang Qingyu couldn't answer Lu Yunchen's question, but felt pain in his heart.

"First of all, I don't want to be a medicine jar, and secondly, I can't let my Lu family fall into the wrong hands!"

When a man can get his own ideas, Jiang Qingyu feels that the next communication will be effective.

There are bosses!
There are high officials!
There are even some religious organizations abroad.

"My family doctor told me this sentence countless times!!"

"kindness!"

But Lu Yunchen was so indifferent.

Those big watery eyes began to flicker, uneasy, even a little helpless,
And Lu Yunchen raised his hand, stroking Jiang Qingyu's little head.

"Achen, your ability is fully qualified for the position of Patriarch, but your body may be more difficult! So you must slow down!"

"Just because you leave the position of Patriarch, it doesn't mean that all powers will be delegated! You can retreat to the second line, and if there is any problem, it will reappear. If there is no problem..."

Everyone was a man of the hour before getting sick, but when facing death, they all fell into a kind of hopeless fear.

Jiang Qingyu was stunned for a few seconds. She followed Master for more than five years and met many dying people who wanted to ask Master for help.

"You probably don't want a medicine jar husband either! Being bedridden and letting you take care of him for the rest of his life is the greatest torture for you!"

"I am willing to take care of you for the rest of my life!"

After saying this, Jiang Qingyu was already in tears.

"Stupid, you are so young, why waste time on a patient! If I'm not here, I'll find you a..."

Before Lu Yunchen finished speaking, Jiang Qingyu moved closer and kissed his lips tightly.


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