If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi followed Lu Wu and watched him buy a few kilograms of ribs and some vegetables to stew the ribs. He saw that only fifty yuan was left of the two hundred yuan.

Lu Wu held the fifty yuan, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the liquor store.

As soon as he took two steps, he saw Song Chuyi, who was walking in front of him and waving the legs of his chair.

Lu Wu:......

He held the crumpled fifty yuan and handed it forward, "There are still fifty yuan left."

Song Chu glanced at it and said, "You're going to buy groceries tomorrow, why don't you go home now?"

Lu Wu hesitated and looked into the shop.

There was a lot of wine placed at the door, and it looked delicious.

He swallowed his saliva and stepped out again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the waving chair legs again. Lu Wu felt a pain in his buttocks and forcefully retracted his outgoing legs.

He buried his head and walked in the direction of home, out of sight, out of mind, he had better go back quickly.

When Lu Wu returned home, he handed the ribs and vegetables to Li Fang and asked her to prepare a meal for the evening.

Li Fang didn't seem to expect that her husband actually came back from buying ribs. She was stunned for a moment before taking the ribs and vegetables.

She picked up the ribs and glanced at the young man standing at the door.

The young man was tall and tall, with short black hair that reflected the dim light in the stairwell. His face was too good-looking to be her and her husband's biological son.

Li Fang quickly looked away, turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

Song Chuyi stood at the door and took a look. He felt that the house was indeed much cleaner before he walked in.

The Lu family's house is not big, only about fifty square meters, and it is divided into two bedrooms and one living room.

The master bedroom was occupied by Lu Wu and Li Fang, and the second bedroom next to it was where Lu Wuqing once lived.

But Lu Wuqing hasn't been back for a long time. He has never been back since he became an adult and has not had much contact with the Lu family.

Lu Wu didn't know what his cheap son was doing outside, but he accidentally saw two men in black following Lu Wuqing.

The short-sighted Lu Wu naturally thought that Lu Wuqing had provoked some big shot, and wished he could stay away, let alone ask him for money.

If he hadn't seen Lu Wuqing in the casino today, Lu Wu would have thought he was dead.

Unexpectedly, that guy is still alive and very familiar with his biological son.

Lu Wu sat on the sofa, getting more and more angry as he thought about it.

He has never suffered much in his life. Apart from being beaten for gambling debts, there has never been anything so humiliating!

It's so embarrassing to be spanked by your own son or something like that!

Lu Wu's chest rose and fell, and he glared fiercely at Song Chuyi, who was sitting opposite.

"You are not welcome in my home. You can leave after dinner tonight."

Song Chu played with the chair legs in his hands and said, "It's okay to let me go."

"Give me two hundred thousand and I'll leave."

"What!" Lu Wu stood up suddenly, "You want to ask me for two hundred thousand?"

"I just pretend that I never gave birth to a son like you. Get out of here!"

"I don't." Song Chuyi waved the chair leg in his hand, "I am your biological son. Even if you kick me out, it doesn't make sense. Even if I go to the police station, I won't be afraid."

Lu Wu cursed a few times, he had never seen such a shameless person, and this person was his biological son.

Most importantly, he couldn't beat him.

Depend on!

Lu Wu took a deep breath in his heart. When he saw Qi Fang moving slowly, his anger seemed to have found an outlet. He raised his fist and punched Qi Fang in the stomach.

Qi Fang couldn't avoid it and received such a punch.

Lu Wu glanced at Song Chuyi after punching him.

Song Chuyi sat on the sofa, tilting his head slightly to look at the two of them, but made no other move, let alone made a sound to stop them.

Lu Wu smiled arrogantly, and more fists fell on Qi Fang.

Qi Fang's body trembled with fear, and she shouted words such as "I was wrong" and "No".

These words that Lu Wu was tired of hearing could not awaken any sympathy in him. More fists fell, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

At this time, Song Chuyi stood up.

Lu Wu paused, feeling a little frightened.

Song Chuyi took half a step forward, and Lu Wu secretly spat, saying "Call me for dinner" before returning to the bedroom.

As soon as Song Chu walked up to Qi Fang, he had a slender figure. Light fell on him, and the shadow cast covered most of Qi Fang's body.

"Is it painful?" he asked.

Qi Fang lowered her head, her body still shaking uncontrollably.

"When Brother Lu was beaten like this by Lu Wu, you were sitting where I was just now and watched, right?"

Qi Fang stiffened and slowly raised her head.

There were scars on her face, she was so thin that her cheeks were sunken, her eyes had deep bags, and there was a bit of resentment in her eyes.

"You should be happy, right?" Song Chuyi knelt down and looked directly at Qi Fang, "You are lucky that there is someone who can help you share Lu Wu's fists, but you have forgotten that the person who can help you share the load is a child."

Qi Fang opened her mouth, "Are you here for revenge?"

Song Chuyi shook his head, "That's not true."

"I am your son, I must come back to this family."

Qi Fang couldn't listen to what he said, "No, you are here for revenge."

"You are here to seek justice for him."

"You are here to seek justice for him."

She chanted repeatedly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Song Chuyi handed her a tissue, "Brother Lu doesn't need me to seek justice for him."

"I just came back to live in this home."

Qi Fang didn't know whether she heard what he said, so she took the tissue and wiped the injury on her face, stood up shakily, and went to the kitchen to cook.

Qi Fang's cooking skills are not very good. Although she has been cooking for decades, she probably really has no talent, so the food she cooks is only enough to survive.

Song Chuyi really couldn't bear to deal with those black ribs, but Lu Wu was used to it. He picked up a piece of ribs and threw it into his mouth.

Song Chuyi:...

After dinner, Qi Fang worked hard to clean up the dishes, while Lu Wu sat on the sofa like a second uncle.

It was getting late and everyone had gone to bed. Lu Wu, who was getting more and more angry as he thought about it, quietly slipped out of the bedroom. After taking two steps, he saw Song Chuyi sitting on a chair playing with his mobile phone.

Lu Wu:? ? ?

Song Chuyi didn't even raise his head to look at him, he just said: "Go back to sleep after using the toilet."

He said and waved the chair leg.

Lu Wu:......

He dejectedly pretended to go to the toilet and then returned to the house.

An hour later, he slipped out again and saw Song Chuyi again. Before he could speak, Lu Wu returned to the bedroom.

After repeating it several times, Lu Wu finally gave up on going out tonight and went to sleep.

At four o'clock in the morning, Song Chuyi put away his mobile phone, got up and went out.

At the corner of the second and third floors, Song Chuyi looked at Lu Wuqing with a smile.

"Master Lu, why don't you stay up late at night and stand guard here?"