Mr. President, Love Without Restraint!

Chapter 1694: Don't worry, I will help you avenge your grudge

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"Mommy, are you hurt? Are you okay..." Xinluo pulled Shen Zi's hand and looked it up and down.

Her mother's hands were white, tender and smooth. It would be a waste if she got hurt from beating up those three disgusting and filthy people.

"Don't worry, baby. Although Mommy has been less active in recent years, her foundation is still there. It's okay to deal with such a small character..."

Lu Yishen is a little more troublesome, after all, he has some skills.

However, Lu Yishen didn't even dare to use heavy hands on her. He only came over to stop her when he saw her grabbing Lu Aitong and Lin Tong and slapping them a few times.

"I'm glad you're okay. Be careful next time when you're alone, there are so many of them..."

"Humph, do they really dare to attack me? If they hurt me, not to mention your dad, your uncle alone will be enough to make them suffer!"

Shen Zi didn't take that family seriously at all. But just as she finished speaking, her bright eyes glanced at Shen Xinchen and then dimmed.

"Alas... I'm afraid this child is too sad. She's pregnant with a son, and Lu Yishen will definitely come looking for her. I might as well send her back to City B to her parents. Let her recuperate in the military hospital, and no one else will dare to barge in."

Xinluo felt that Shen Zi’s suggestion was probably the best.

If Shen Xinchen stays in City A, she will most likely be found by Lu Yishen and his men. Only by returning to Shen Yi's power can she give birth to a child safely.

She nodded and walked over to the bed and sat down.

From beginning to end, Shen Xinchen sat on the bed in a daze, looking ahead with distracted eyes, as if unaware of Xinluo's arrival.

Xinluo couldn't bear it and held her hand: "Xinchen..."

Shen Xinchen was silent and motionless.

Xinluo didn't know whether she really had a brain injury or just had no expectations for this world.

Lu Yishen, the man she once loved deeply, and who she thought she could tie him down by getting pregnant with his child, did not protect her or believe in her in front of Lin Tong and Lu Aitong.

If I were in someone else's position, perhaps I would be the same as her. There is no greater sorrow than a heart that refuses to give up.

"If you are tired, you can take a break... Don't worry, your efforts will be rewarded. The things in Lin Tong's phone have given us important information. I believe that you will soon see Lin Tong and Lu Aitong, mother and daughter, fall into the dust."

Xinluo held her tightly and said, "Don't worry, I will help you avenge your hatred."

"… "

Shen Xinchen remained silent.

Only the dull eyes flickered slightly.

Shen Zi took Shen Xinchen back to City B that night. Xinluo and Lu Yuchen saw them off to the airport and then returned to the mansion. It was already around 10 o'clock in the evening.

So many things happened today that Xinluo was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the road.

He had muted his phone long ago. Xinluo was tired after a long day, and at this moment, Lu Yuchen would not allow anyone or anything to disturb her.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

His facial features were still cold and indifferent, but the slightly raised corners of his lips revealed the doting of the woman in his arms.

The slender fingers gently patted Xinluo's back, soothing her patiently.

The dark luxury car was driving through the night. As soon as it entered the Lu family mansion, it saw Zhuo Yarong and others outside the mansion, looking out anxiously.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhuo Yarong walked over quickly, "Yuchen, why didn't you answer the phone, you..."

"Shh." Lu Yuchen picked up the sleeping Xinluo and held her sideways to silence her.

Zhuo Yarong nodded quickly and whispered, "Xinluo must be exhausted. Why didn't her mother come back with her?"

Master Lu picked up Xinluo and walked inside.

"I've sent Shen Xinchen back to City B. Mom, what's the hurry?" He lowered his voice very low, holding Xinluo's hands as steady as possible. (To be continued)