"Qianqian!" Lu Yihan's voice suddenly broke into Li Sicheng's ears.
The half-closed eyes suddenly opened and turned to look in that direction.
Lu Yihan brought his two children, and Shuangyu held his daughter, and they walked towards him together.
The eye-catching parent-child outfit caught his eyes clearly.
He wants to kill him!
That's his, that's all his, Li Sicheng's!
What qualifications does Lu Yihan have to wear that outfit and stay with his woman
Li Sicheng almost couldn't help but rush up to punch him. Suddenly, he heard Sister Jing's voice, "Where were you going? You were filmed, did you know that?"
Hearing this, Li Sicheng calmed down a lot. He pressed the sapphire earrings on his ears and asked in a low voice: "How do you know it's me?"
"Ear studs!" Sister Jing's voice came in a rage, "And I bought your wig and sunglasses. Do you think I'm blind?"
"The woman was unrecognizable."
"I hope so! Come back soon after finishing your work!"
"Yeah." Li Sicheng responded and turned back to look in their direction.
No one noticed Li Sicheng's presence. Lu Yihan walked up to Su Qianci, squatted down, and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"He doesn't want me anymore, Yihan. He really doesn't want me and the child anymore," Su Qianci's voice was choked. "It was him just now. He saved us."
Lu Yihan was stunned. He knew best who Su Qianci was talking about.
But how is that possible
Li Sicheng died a long time ago!
He had been dead for four years, and remained forever in that abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs, never to return.
How could it be him
Lu Yihan looked at Su Qianci, but his expression was indescribably calm.
He held her shoulders and said, "The children are hungry. Let's go back first, okay?"
Su Qianci shook her head and looked up at Lu Yihan, her wet eyes pleading, "Yihan, can you help me find him? He is in here, I am sure he is here! Can you help me find him?" As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes and she cried bitterly, "I can't find him, he is hiding..."
Lu Yihan pursed his lips, helped her stand up, and said, "Let's go back first."
"Yi Han..."
"That's enough, Qianqian!" Lu Yihan's voice was a little fierce, and his peach blossom eyes looked at her with a little sharpness, "He is dead, he has been dead for a long time, you are hallucinating again, it's not him, he is just a kind passerby."
"No, it's really him! I can recognize his voice even if it turns to ashes. It's him, it's him! He's not dead!" Su Qianci was a little hysterical, and stretched out her hand to push him away. "It's not an illusion, I'm sober now, Lu Yihan!"
Seeing Su Qianci like this scared Li Jianyue, and she hugged Shuangyu's neck and burst into tears.
The crying of the child touched Su Qianci's tear glands.
Going forward to hug Li Jianyue, Su Qianci shouted: "Li Sicheng, don't you want to see your daughter? Her name is Li Jianyue. Don't you want a daughter the most? She is here, and she is here now. And your son, come and see, he looks like you, everyone..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and the sobs became more and more severe. In the end, she was already sobbing, "Everyone says that he looks like you, and he is obviously your son... But you, why don't you come to see him, why are you so cruel..."
(End of this chapter)