Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 388 A child born under coercion and threats is not worthy of being called my mother.

Wei Ruolan shook her head again and again, and stepped back slowly: "Please let me go back, let me go back now..."

"Go back? Go back to Fu's house? But mother, I'm your child too..."

As soon as Wei Zichen raised his hand, his subordinate immediately stepped forward and handed the test report to Wei Ruolan.

"Mother, please take a good look, the report will not lie..."

Wei Ruolan opened the report with a wave of her hand: "I don't want to read it, I want to go home! I want to go home now!"

Wei Zichen looked at her quietly. It didn't take long before he spoke slowly in a deep voice: "From now on, this is my mother's home."

three days later.

The members of the Fu family arrived in Florence.

Mr. Fu couldn't walk anymore, but he insisted on coming with him. Once again, he set foot on this piece of land that he swore he would never come back in his life. He couldn't describe how complicated his mood was at the moment.

If they had never come here and met that man back then, then nothing would have happened, and he would not have become confused because of the fear in his heart when he was old, and almost killed him and Ruolan's child.

All the new and old hatreds, let's make a complete end this time.

If Ruolan thinks about the past, he will follow her wish and let her make her own choice, no matter what, he will respect her decision.

Instead of being like in the past, after he noticed her change, he resolutely washed away that part of her memory, and kept her by his side for the rest of his life in such a way that he would never suffer any future troubles.

The Abraham family, the very center of that mysterious and huge luxury manor.

The small building with exquisite and luxurious decoration finally ushered in its hostess who has been waiting for 30 years.

But at this moment, all the servants are standing downstairs quietly, the whole building is so quiet that even the sound of breathing can be heard.

Wei Ruolan locked herself in the room for a whole night.

Wei Zichen stood guard outside the bedroom for a whole night.

As dawn approached, the door of the room was finally opened from the inside. Wei Zichen's eyes lit up suddenly, "Mother..."

Wei Ruolan's face was still indifferent and distant, her gaze coldly slid across Wei Zichen's expectant face, and finally fell on the old man downstairs.

"Ruolan..."

The man's eyes were moist with excitement, and he called her name in a low voice.

Wei Ruolan walked down the stairs with a blank expression. When she passed by Wei Zichen, she seemed to pause for a moment, but this short pause made Wei Zichen's eyes bright like stars: "Mother..."

He murmured, but Wei Ruolan got a cold smile on his lips.

"Mother……"

Wei Zichen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body shivered from the cold.

He looked at her blankly, looking at her longingly, what he was looking forward to was his mother's embrace, not like this, indifference.

"Why... Mother, why?"

He muttered, watching her step by step down the stairs, standing in front of his father.

"It was you who tied me here back then, and you promised me that you could go home after giving birth to this child. Therefore, this child has nothing to do with me, and you have nothing to do with me. I want to go home , My home is in China, in Wancheng, my husband's name is Fu Chengxun, and my children's surnames are Fu... He, Wei Zichen, has nothing to do with me, and has nothing to do with me, Wei Ruolan!"

"Ruolan, how can you say that! Zichen is your own flesh and blood..."

"Is it okay?" Wei Zichen staggered downstairs, his whole face was as pale as ashes, but his eyes lit up strangely.

Although Wei Fanyin didn't like him, seeing him like this now, he couldn't help feeling a little pity for him who was also a fallen man in the world.

She was abandoned, what is the difference between Wei Zichen's situation and her situation?
"Is there no relationship between a child born in October and the mother who gave birth to him?"

Wei Zichen looked at her and asked softly.

Wei Ruolan's expression was extremely calm: "It doesn't matter, it's not because of love and longing for the birth, but because of coercion and coercion, the child was forced to be born. Naturally, it has nothing to do with his mother, and he doesn't deserve it. Call me mother." .”

"You can hate my father, but what's wrong with me?"

Wei Ruolan glanced at him indifferently: "Because I don't love your father, I hate him, so your existence is wrong."

"Ruolan..."

The man as tall as a mountain seemed to have suddenly lost the last ounce of motivation to live. The crutch in his hand fell to the ground. Everything in front of him, this complicated and gorgeous house that had been vacant for so many years, his most beloved young son, his favorite The woman in front of him suddenly became a phantom.

He always thought that Wei Ruolan fell in love with him at the end, but her indifferent and decisive words at this moment became the last straw that broke him.

He closed his eyes in a daze, he was too tired, he couldn't hold it any longer, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Wei Ruolan watched him fall, she seemed to take a step forward, but finally stood there, slowly turning her face away.

After returning to Fu Chengxun's side that year, he accepted her tolerantly and treated her as well as before. He didn't mention anything in the past, so she was even more ashamed of her previous heartbeat...

Now that she thinks about the past, why doesn't she feel ashamed for her young and naive self?
Her husband treated her so affectionately, but her heart had once developed feelings for other men.

She thought about it all night yesterday. She and Fu Chengxun's husband and wife are deeply in love. They are already an inseparable couple in this world. People can make mistakes, but they can't make mistakes again and again.

She would not recognize Wei Zichen, even if he hated her and resented her, she would completely seal up this past mistake.

"can I go now?"

Wei Ruolan asked Wei Zichen softly, her hands were clenched so tightly, so tightly that the stabbed palms were bloody and bloody, but she couldn't feel the pain.

(End of this chapter)