Chapter 2189 He Is Still Your Father

Little eagles always need to leave their parents and fly alone.

Besides, they are all this big now.

At this time, her mobile phone that she put aside suddenly rang.

Lu Guang quickly took the mobile phone from the table and put it in front of Yan Huan.

Yan Huan took the mobile phone. The caller was none other than that woman Zhu Meina.

"What do you want to do? Tell him yourself."

Yan Huan threw the mobile phone to Lu Guang again. Every time Zhu Meina called, she almost always looked for Lu Guang. She liked Lu Guang since she was a child and treated Lu Guang as her own son. She always gave him good things.

Lu Guang's first computer was given by Zhu Meina.

Her love for Lu Guang was better than hers as a biological mother. She also indulged him. She also had to be selective when giving things to Lu Guang, but Zhu Meina really gave him whatever he wanted. Fortunately, the children of the Lu family have always been of good origin. Otherwise, who knows what they would be like now?

"Godmother..." Lu Guang's voice simply made Zhu Meina love him so much.

Zhu Meina really never had a child in her life. She just lived a life of luxury in the Lu family. This was the path she chose, and she felt good about it. Life is just like this, as long as she lives happily.

Anyway, she now has a godson, so what is there to be afraid of? As long as someone collects her body and sweeps her grave, and someone cares about her when she is sick, that's enough.

Lu Guang has always done very well, probably because Zhu Meina accompanied him when he was most helpless when he was a child, so he has a deep affection for Zhu Meina and regards her as another mother.

How could he not kiss his godmother who has been so good to him since he was a child?

Zhu Meina over there was so happy when she heard Lu Guang's voice.

She was talking about this and that again, and she talked to Lu Guang for a long time. When she was about to hang up, she remembered something. It seemed that she had forgotten the important things...

"Xiao Guang, tell your mother something, and ask your mother what she thinks..."

Lu Guang hung up the phone and put the phone back on the table. Then he continued to pat Yan Huan's shoulders. Xunxun was her mother's little cotton-padded jacket, and he was her mother's mink coat, which was as warm as it could be.

"Mom, my godmother asked me to tell you something."

Lu Guang pretended to be casual, and of course he didn't care too much.

"Well," Yan Huan put down the program list in his hand and was more focused. "What's the matter?"

"She said Su Qingdong wants to see you."

Lu Guang doesn't like Su Qingdong, just like Yan Huan doesn't like him. No, it's all three of their brothers and sisters who don't like him. What their mother hates, they also hate together, without reason, without explanation, hate is hate, hate is hate.

Even if that Su Qingdong is their real grandfather.

"See me?" Yan Huan didn't feel that she needed any reason to see the man. For more than ten years, they had been living in harmony. Even when Zhu Meina came, she kept silent about the Su family's affairs.

Only when Mr. Su died did Zhu Meina ask her if she wanted to go to the funeral.

But Yan Huan refused.

As for Su Qingdong, why did he want to see her?

"Mom, are you going?"

Lu Guang asked Yan Huan, of course paying attention to Yan Huan's expression, "My godmother said that he seemed to be sick and wanted to see you for the last time."

"The last time?"

Yan Huan frowned her long eyelashes. Didn't she say that he was still alive and well? Why was he going to die?

She was not cold-blooded, she just couldn't feel any affection for Su Qingdong. Others said that there was an unbreakable connection between blood relatives, but she couldn't feel it at all.

There was no sadness, no sorrow, and even less the kind of grief of separation.

Especially for Su Qingdong, it was like hearing that Mr. Su was no longer alive.

If he was gone, he was gone. It had nothing to do with her?

As for whether to go or not?

She felt that she needed to think about it carefully.

"Go and have a look," Lu Yi came over at night and squatted in front of Yan Huan. In the past few years, time has given him a lot of maturity and stability. His hair is still very black. The hair of the Lu family is slow to turn white. Maybe after another ten years, his hair will start to turn white. As for Yan Huan, a woman who can't be understood by common sense, don't worry about how old she is and when her hair will turn white?

If you don't know her age, who can imagine that she is nearly fifty years old.

To be honest, Yan Huan has never said that she wants to forgive the Su family.

She can forgive Ye Jianguo, but she will not forgive the Su family. Even when Mr. Su wanted to see her for the last time, she didn't say it. Until now, she has not regarded the Su family as relatives.

But no matter how inappropriate it is, it cannot change the fact that she has the blood of the Su family.

"You can deny him," Lu Yi persuaded Yan Huan again, "but you still need to see him for the last time. After all, he is still your father."

Yan Huan still didn't want to, she kicked off her shoes, pulled up the quilt and went to sleep.

Lu Yi shook his head and said, "Look. This is the result of his successful temper in Yan Huan over the years. Even his two sons always follow their mother's instructions. Her position in the family is that of the queen, the queen mother.

Even Xunxun's position cannot compare to hers.

And he thought Yan Huan would be awkward for a long time. After all, Yan Huan's temperament has been like this since she was young. She has never had the idea of ​​smiling and forgetting her grudges. She has hated Mr. Su all her life and has never regarded him as a grandfather. As for Su Qingdong, her father, it is most likely that she has never thought of recognizing him in her life.

However, this time he was quite surprised. Yan Huan figured it out quickly. She finally decided to meet Su Qingdong. Some things still need to be settled in the end, the last settlement of a lifetime.

In a ward, there was a skinny old man lying. He was really old and in his twilight years. What he was about to lose might be his life, and his life should have come to an end.

It's not about being willing or unwilling. It's better to be relieved after living to this point.

"You are here."

Zhu Meina walked in from the side, holding a towel in her hand, and finally changed her high heels to a lower level. It's not that she doesn't want to wear them, nor is it that she doesn't want to wear higher heels, but she is really too old. It may also be that she stuffed too many things into her chest at the beginning, which is a bit too heavy to bear. Because of the gravity of the earth, her body is getting heavier.