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

All eyes were drawn to the past.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a young man walked in slowly pushing a wheelchair. The man sitting in the wheelchair was wearing a black suit, with a handsome and profound face, and a dignified air.

Wen Xi, who was eating in the buffet area, stared blankly.

Isn't this person... the man she met at Hongwan Mountain that day?

The person in the same box as Lu Qinghan seems to be called... Feng Jue? !

She subconsciously shifted her gaze from the man to Lu Qinghan.

Lu Qinghan had already returned to Old Master Lu's side, her thin lips were tight, and no emotion showed on her stern face.

After entering the banquet hall, Hao Tezhu, who was behind Fengjue, handed him his cane, helped him stand up, and walked towards Lu Huaiguo step by step.

The man is tall and tall. Although his left leg is lame, it does not affect his noble temperament in the slightest. Coupled with his handsome facial features, it is enough to make people ignore his legs.

He walked up to Lu Huaiguo and called out in a low voice, "Grandpa, there is a traffic jam on the road, sorry for being late."

Lu Huaiguo looked at him with a gratified smile in his eyes, "Okay, okay, just come here."

Feng Jue nodded slightly at Hao Tezhu, and saw Hao Tezhu handing over a high-grade wooden gift box, Feng Jue's voice followed, "Grandpa, today is your birthday, I hope you like this painting."

Beside Lu Qinghan, Mu Shuyu was so angry that he was going crazy, and calligraphy and painting, who is this man who suddenly appeared?Want to make things difficult for her? !

The scroll was opened with Feng Jue's voice, and Mu Shuyu was relieved to see that it was just an ordinary landscape painting, not even made by a famous artist.

However, the moment Mr. Lu saw the painting, his complexion changed suddenly, and a touch of vicissitudes appeared on his originally majestic face.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the painting, but he was afraid that it would get dirty, as if he was treating some peerless treasure with care.

It was a long time before he took the painting, as if remembering some old friend, with tears in his eyes, "Jue'er, you have a heart."

Mr. Lu's reaction caught everyone around him by surprise, and they all speculated about the identity of the inscribed "Wind of the Wind" on the landscape painting.

Lu Jingrong, who was standing beside Lu Huaiguo, took the painting and sighed almost imperceptibly, "Dad, I'll keep it for you."

Others don't know who Feng Zhiyun is, but she knows it all too well.

Feng Zhiyun... Lu Huaiguo's first wife, the eldest daughter of the Feng family.

This daughter of Feng's family has physical problems and is unable to have children. After two years of marriage with Lu Huaiguo, she adopted a child named Lu Chenfeng.Although the two have no children of their own, their relationship is very good.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and Feng Zhiyun passed away in a car accident.

Lu Huaiguo was filled with grief, and treated the two adopted sons as his own sons, until later he married his second wife, Yin Youtang, and gave birth to two sons and a daughter.

This painting was drawn by Feng Zhiyun.

It has disappeared for a long time. I didn't expect that after more than 50 years, it would appear in front of Mr. Lu again.

Recalling his first wife, Lu Huaiguo couldn't calm down for a long time.

He rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, and said to Lu Qinghan, "You brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up. Jing Rong, help me to rest."

Lu Jingrong nodded, and helped the old man walk to the lounge.

All the guests present were very curious about Feng Jue's identity, even Wen Xi, she only thought that this person was a friend of Lu Qinghan's at Hongwan Mountain last time, and now it seems that he should have a deep connection with the Lu family.