Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

When Wen Xi woke up, she was already lying in her home.

Ouhe didn't know whether it was because of her conscience or something, she didn't even give her anesthetics when the scars were burned, but afterward she used expensive medicines to recover.

After a few days of recuperation, the back injury was no longer so painful, but whenever Wen Xi looked at the scar, she felt like a shame burned on her body.

"Wen Xi, I've done what I promised you, and I can't do the rest."

In the living room of Mu's house, Ouhe took a sip of tea leisurely, and there was a bit of gloating on his face when he said this.

Wen Xi clenched her hands hanging by her side.

Ouhe also kept his promise, and after the engagement banquet, he called in experts to examine his mother.

But after some examinations, the only way out was a kidney transplant.

She said blankly, "Thank you Ma'am."

Ouhe didn't care about her attitude at all, and said with a smile: "Don't worry too much, as long as you continue to play the role of 'Shu Yu' well, I will still help with follow-up treatment."

Wen Xi opened her eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief, "Continue to play Miss Mu?"

"That's right, Shu Yu will be hospitalized for a while longer. Lu Qinghan is usually busy and won't look for her every day. You just need to take Shu Yu's phone and deal with it occasionally."

When Ouhe spoke, he stood up and walked behind her, seemingly intentionally, pressing his palm firmly on her unhealed scar.

Wen Xi gasped in pain, and her cold voice came from her ear, "But if you think twice about what you shouldn't, your mother's treatment will be over!"

"You..." Wen Xi gritted her teeth, and finally swallowed all the resentment, "I promise you."

"You're so good." Ouhe laughed lowly, seeing that Wen Xi was sweating all over in pain, but she nodded in satisfaction, "Unexpectedly, I gave you a punishing scar, but it came in handy."

Wen Xi didn't respond, she understood what Ouhe meant.

But even if she had the same scar as Mu Shuyu, she wouldn't be Mu Shuyu...

University A, in the lecture theater.

Wen Xi listened to his friend Mo Di chattering beside him, "I really don't know what kind of shit luck Mu Shuyu had, why did Fourth Young Master Lu fall in love with her?"

As she said that, she approached in a low voice: "Could it be that it's because of crawling on Lu Sishao's bed as in the rumors?"

Wen Xi's writing hand paused, thinking of the temperature from the man that night, he felt his breath burning hot.

She took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Huh? But class is about to start? I heard that today's finance class is a new lecturer from one of the world's top [-] companies, and points will be deducted for being late..."

Before Mo Di finished his sentence, Wen Xi, who was rushing out the door with her head buried, crashed into the man's arms, and she was so frightened that she covered her mouth.

At the door, Wen Xi touched her sore nose, only to hear a commotion in the classroom.

Before he could react, a man's deep voice suddenly came from above his head, "Are you all right?"

this sound...

It's him!

Lu Qinghan!

Wen Xi raised her head abruptly, and the tall and familiar figure of the man came into view.

And Lu Qinghan was startled when he saw her, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, "Shu Yu?"

There was a buzz in Wen Xi's mind.

Suddenly met his gaze--

It was only later that I discovered that she was not wearing a mask!