Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

Did she owe him in her last life? !

What a nonsense!

Lu Beixiao lowered his head and looked at the USB flash drive Lu Xiaogun was holding in his hand.

"This is Ye Qiao's USB flash drive. It contains something she wrote. She said it was a novel she wrote. I don't think it looks like it. It looks like a real thing." Lu Xiaogun looked at his unhappy father and said seriously.

What happened to Ye Qiao.

He is not stupid, Ye Dacheng is crying!

Lu Beixiao took the USB flash drive in his son's hand. The man with a heart-stopping heart was not curious about what she wrote, not at all!

He angered her, hated her, he just wanted to vent her ass!

What's so special, where did he go to beat her? !

"Dad, what's wrong with Ye Qiao?" Lu Xiaogun couldn't help asking again.

"You. Mom—"

"A Xiao!" Ye Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt Lu Beixiao. He couldn't bear to hurt the child's heart. Lu Xiaogun was only eight years old!

He is still a child, how can he bear the shock of losing his mother? !

Lu Beixiao pushed Ye Cheng away, squatted down on one knee in front of his son, clasping his shoulders with his hands: "My Lu Beixiao's son should be a man who can bend and stretch! Lu Zhange, don't you?"

Lu Xiaogun nodded heavily and looked at his father calmly and calmly.

Ye Cheng turned his back again.

"Lu Zhange, you. Mom and she died in the flames to save me, with no bones left!" Lu Beixiao looked at his son and said calmly.

"Lu Xiaogun! Don't listen to your dad's nonsense! You. Mom is not dead! When you and Lu Xiaowu grow up, she will come back!" Ye Cheng was afraid that Lu Xiaogun could not bear such a blow, go up Front loudly.

Xiao Yu is still in the ground, the sky is getting late, two big men, a little boy, and a dog, the picture is still.

Lu Xiaogun looked at Lu Beixiao in disbelief, frowning, "Dad, Ye Qiao said she will come back! She never dared to speak to me is nothing! She dare not come back!"

The eight-year-old boy has a domineering tone and a sure face, but he doesn't cry with sadness...

Perhaps, he just doesn't understand what death means!

Such Lu Xiaogun, taught Ye Cheng more distressed, "Yes! She dare not come back!"

Ye Cheng deceived herself and others.

A white Audi drove over. Just as the car stopped, Huasta got off the car and ran towards Ye Cheng. Ye Cheng looked at the flower that had not been seen for a year and opened his arms. The two hug each other tightly. Holding Ye Cheng, sucking his breath, tears rained down.

Those tears shed for Ye Qiao.

"I should stop her, I shouldn't let her go! She knew she would be condemned by the heavens, and she still wanted to save you..." Hua Rui cried.

Ye Cheng still didn't understand what she meant.

Lu Beixiao led Lu Xiaogun and Lightning towards the parking lot. Ling Xiao and the others were worried and followed his car all the way for fear that he would be absent-minded in an accident while driving. As a result, he drove home smoothly.

Lu Xiaowu was sent to the courtyard by the old commander's guard.

"Dad, there is no salt in the noodles! Ye Qiao is not at home, you are not serious about cooking, just perfunct us!" Lu Xiaowu looked at the noodles in front of him and said angrily.

Dad is partial!

The noodles that I make for my mother are all made of chicken soup, plus poached eggs, green vegetables, and large ribs!

Don't put any salt in what you make for them!

"Who said that? Dad will redo it for you!" Is there no salt? Why can't he taste it?

He said that and left the main house. As soon as he went out, he saw the car lights on at the gate. Ms. Du hurriedly walked in and saw her calm son standing in the yard. She blushed.

Son, is this grief greater than heart death? !